Zarkoshi

Joined October 2025

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I laugh loudly and write quietly — both keep me alive.

Every poem is a moment I’ve lived and never quite escaped. Laughter heals me, writing remembers me — a small attempt to leave a mark in this chaotic life.

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Before Goodbye
It has been two full years — 29th October, three in the afternoon. The hour the world slowed, the air between us still warm
By Zarkoshi3 months ago in Poets
Alternate Reality
Everything stopped At this moment You were talking I was frozen Everything stopped The street was busy For me .. it stopped
By Zarkoshi4 months ago in Poets
Summer Evening
Sunset hour A cigarette’s smoke around, Watching the red sky. Birds flying freely, Singing in harmony, Moving in every direction—
By Zarkoshi4 months ago in Poets
The Last Light
Wandering around, thinking, remembering. Walking down the street under the darkness of night, the silence of late evenings.
By Zarkoshi4 months ago in Poets

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