Practical jokes

When poison reaches the heart, that will be the end

Leave. Don’t stay, don’t pray. There is nothing to defend

Count the skies in the touch of a constant flame

A drop, forming a ripple, forming a wave, carried by the essence of your name.

You know, all this, it seems like a practical joke

Clowns representing misery, children accepting candy from strangers

Why else would anyone bother? Let the leaves fall where they may

There are cameras everywhere. They’ll know what to do

There’s a code to every passage. It’ll send them all away

No damage caused, on zebras knowing too many shades of black and white

A binder to keep the pages intact. No one willing to sell their souls just yet

Opinionated essays bring their trouble to the table, empty with character, filled with presence

It’s true, hey. Firecrackers illuminate your work. Fine, neat, steady. I stand corrected.

I wish they could shed light on what your hands now grieve for

I guess, as irreversible as time is, it escapes to the last second of a clip

Once it’s gone, it blurs away. To a box opened only by nostalgia screaming in a fountain booth


It lets the rain fall on your stairway, as you step down

And now you’re ready to change course, heading back to some place out of norm.


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Hi. Now that you're here...let's just get this out of the way. I hadn't introduced myself in the past because when I first started this blog, I wanted it to be purely about my writing. This is not, and was never supposed to be, an anonymous blog. However, after almost a year of inactivity, I realize an 'about' section is...necessary? My name's Sadia. I live in Islamabad, Pakistan. Between uni/work/life in general, I try to take time to write. I own all content on this blog. Although, I do NOT own the images posted here, nor do I take credit for them whatsoever. I wanted to thank my visitors, for still being loyal and genuine after this long. In case you want to know more about me for whatever inexplicable reason, ask ahead and I'll get back to you! This right here, keeps me sane. You will find here, sincere thoughts mixed up with a subconscious trying to fuck it all up. I hope you understand. Love, Sadia.

5 thoughts on “Practical jokes”

  1. Hola Adriana: Fue un honor para mí escribir tu historia. ¡Mi admiración y respetos para ti, tu esposo y tu familia que siempre los apoya! Por los corimtaneos, veo que tu testimonio ha conmovido a muchas personas:)


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