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Hana Moosa

We have been influenced to be a meaner version of ourselves that we forget to give little of us as hope, love, and kindness. Yet the wretched soul complains, on how love is a manipulative game of emotions and happiness…

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Perks Of Being A Traveller

October 7, 2017 Hana Moosa

The world of infinity Sky of mystic beauty Earth holding the warmth Of hearts yielding the faith To have memorable nights And daybreak of divine lights Following the direction of love Listening to hums heavenly as above Some want it…

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While I Am Here

July 9, 2017 Hana Moosa

It is a burden to be alive While the soul is denied to live Perhaps we think of tomorrow And dissolve ourselves in sorrow Grieving for causes of lil concern Forgetting to lit the lantern Of moments that make…

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Perception

April 9, 2017 Hana Moosa

We, humans, have our perception of everything. The world is filled with diverse opinions and to stand to each one’s expectations is rather impossible. Here is the tale of our day to day struggles to be accepted by others or…

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Sun to the Blind

March 12, 2017 Hana Moosa

Functionally, blindness is something which can totally blackout imagination. It must be the darkness that doesn’t let colors to blend in. To let a glimpse of the sun be familiar to a blind person may seem much of impossible task,…

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Fear of Truth

February 12, 2017 Hana Moosa

The truth about truth is, we fear from it. Living in the world of uncertainty, the words that spill to soothe our heart “It’s going to be okay” isn’t okay. Here is a tale of falsehood we tend to believe in…

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Hello 2.0.1.7

January 1, 2017 Hana Moosa

Leave the dusty memories behind Be the one who is loving and kind Hate around might have you in catch Keep that negativity in a latch Step forward, if you don’t change The freedom could never be felt in a…

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Around the TWELVE months

December 17, 2016 Hana Moosa

It was beginning of January She believed her life was perfect But no longer was it intact February brought friends who were fake Stronger as a person she was when awake Crooked exams in March arrived Unprepared yet she thrived…

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Sphere of a young lad

November 13, 2016 Hana Moosa

The young lad busy poking nose Standing by a blooming rose Wondered why the adults were so fancy Despair wouldn’t leave them until they show they were wealthy The history books talked about first and last But never encouraged…

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TOMORROW – an unseen promise

October 9, 2016 Hana Moosa

You or me, or rather we are always in a procrastinated situation. Some people have a tendency of keeping work for a coming day while others hold their smiles for future. What about the moment now and the moment lost…

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Hana Moosa

Why I ‘d choose Love

Perks Of Being A Traveller

While I Am Here

Perception

Sun to the Blind

Fear of Truth

Hello 2.0.1.7

Around the TWELVE months

Sphere of a young lad

TOMORROW – an unseen promise

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