Muthia HudaTwenty-sevenToday I turned twenty-seven, yet still I’m lost in this hundreds-shade of vision; in search of an antidote to this chronically flowing…Sep 29Sep 29
Muthia HudainLiterally LiteraryHow I DiedI mourn over the grave I’ve dug for my love to you, as it withers at each passing time, at every time a dust falls on sealed envelopes of…Sep 5Sep 5
Muthia HudainLiterally LiteraryI Wish I Was Five at Twenty-FiveI wish I was high at twenty-five, to blur some scenes I have survived,Sep 4Sep 4
Muthia HudaBound by Expectations, Lost in DreamsIs it considered a life's deviation, to be able to fall in love only when you feel comfortably connected to the other? Is it a reason to…Aug 251Aug 251
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,Aug 24Aug 24
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