Muthia HudaSomebody with Nothing to LoseAnd I will be here, alive or dead, either way still unbreathing, buried in the deep, in the darkest shade of my reds,1d ago1d ago
Muthia HudaThe Note of a Side CharacterSo I immortalize myself onto the scribbled linesJul 181Jul 181
Muthia HudaA Wayfarer’s MonologueFrom Goldhawk Road to Du Cane Road Where these feet go in search of home, My friend showed me a place where we could stay, I looked it…Jun 23Jun 23
Muthia HudaLosing MotherhoodFor the souls whose chances of motherhood vanished by the growing pain or the inevitable forces.Aug 17, 20232Aug 17, 20232
Muthia HudainStorymakerThe Divine UnknownA poem of about the complexities of life, the search for meaning, and the uncertainties that come with it.Aug 17, 20231Aug 17, 20231
Muthia HudainStorymakerThe Ill SoulShe said these pills could stop the torturing questions and uninvited made-up scenes inside my head. So, I counted the pills I drunk…Jul 23, 20231Jul 23, 20231
Muthia HudaMiserably in LoveI am miserably in love with you — stupidly in love with you, recklessly freediving into the unknown future of usJul 22, 2023Jul 22, 2023
Muthia HudainLiterally LiteraryUs in The Rarest PossibilityIn another timeline, You’d be my lifeline,Jun 30, 20233Jun 30, 20233
Muthia HudaI Took the Late-Night Bus on SundayI took the late-night bus on Sunday; So I could visit your room and say goodbyeJun 29, 20232Jun 29, 20232
Muthia HudainStorymakerA Passer-byYou were once my only light; You are now a passer-by;Jun 18, 2023Jun 18, 2023