Golnaz Aliyari

@yass7755

📚🖋️ Writer If even one person feels better after reading my words, that's enough.

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    Beyond Your Orbit Every story, sooner or later, arrives at a station— somewhere between staying and leaving, between streets still haunted by the scent of yesterday and a train al…

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    Beyond Your Orbit Every story, sooner or later, arrives at a station— somewhere…
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    The Reach of a Shoulder Some dreams are born to remain… even if autumn strips the whole world bare. Sometimes, at the threshold of loneliness and colder seasons, a courage made of…

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    The Reach of a Shoulder Some dreams are born to remain… even if autumn strips t…
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    Perhaps the greatest gift of a storm is tearing away the roof that kept us from seeing the sky. Without an Umbrella When the roof collapses, the sky draws closer. When you rise fr…

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    Perhaps the greatest gift of a storm is tearing away the roof that kept us from…
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    What Our Hands Were Given We lingered and watched autumn unfold, unaware that the autumn wind carried with it a sorrow colder than its own... We took on the color of fallen leaves…

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    What Our Hands Were Given We lingered and watched autumn unfold, unaware that t…
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    Before Winter Comes All I have of autumn is the frame of a window facing the street, from where I gaze into the heart of fall and wait for you through every falling leaf. The stre…

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    Before Winter Comes All I have of autumn is the frame of a window facing the st…
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    Brimming... To seek refuge in a past that never came to be may be the closest thing to peace when it is already too late to begin again. Once more, a familiar feeling winds itself…

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    Brimming... To seek refuge in a past that never came to be may be the closest t…
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    Laughter in the Wind If the world should close all its windows to spring, I will speak of the buds that still breathe in the memory of the earth... In the eye of the storm, I hurl…

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    Laughter in the Wind If the world should close all its windows to spring, I wil…
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    A Worn-Out Tomorrow “Some days, tomorrow begins to wear away before it ever arrives; it changes shape so many times in the mind that you no longer know what you had been waiting f…

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    A Worn-Out Tomorrow “Some days, tomorrow begins to wear away before it ever arr…
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    Wings Before Flight Every soul carries an inherited silence— a fracture born long before our first breath. I ask myself... Has no one ever wondered from what inherited thread this…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    Wings Before Flight Every soul carries an inherited silence— a fracture born lo…
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    An Umbrella Woven from Words Sometimes, to make it through the hardest seasons, we need neither a roof nor a refuge... It is enough for someone to remain within your words. Under…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    An Umbrella Woven from Words Sometimes, to make it through the hardest seasons,…
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    Tomorrow Was Left Behind the Window Sometimes, waiting does not begin with someone’s absence; it begins where the road no longer believes in ever arriving. In the memories of an a…

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    Tomorrow Was Left Behind the Window Sometimes, waiting does not begin with some…
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    Perhaps the greatest courage is to escape the frames others have built for us; even if it means leaving a deep wound upon the body of our days. THE WALL’S WOUND For years, I have…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    Perhaps the greatest courage is to escape the frames others have built for us;…
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    A Name Upon the Waves And the wind loses your name in my hair... You have not yet arrived— it is already so late that waiting has turned into a tender silence within me, like a li…

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    A Name Upon the Waves And the wind loses your name in my hair... You have not y…
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    Beyond the Dawn Sometimes the map around us changes, yet the sky within remains just as clouded. I write these lines beneath the shelter of lights glowing far away— from the brigh…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    Beyond the Dawn Sometimes the map around us changes, yet the sky within remains…
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    A Wait Without a Beginning “Autumn, before it is the season of falling leaves, is the season when the soul lays itself bare— when longing grows heavy behind the eyes, and the wind…

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    A Wait Without a Beginning “Autumn, before it is the season of falling leaves,…
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    Passing Through Stone Winter was a garment they tailored to fit our belief— cold, heavy, and steeped in silence... But we, within the folds of that very garment, planted sunflower…

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    Passing Through Stone Winter was a garment they tailored to fit our belief— col…
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    Freezing in a Drenched Garment A wing unfurled within a cage is a garment bound in the onslaught of rain; with no hope of flight, no chance to dry. It only grows heavy— heavy with…

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    Freezing in a Drenched Garment A wing unfurled within a cage is a garment bound…
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    The Calendar Without You Autumn again... And the street has become a scene for longing. I stand, as always, beside a window at the far end of waiting. A strange loneliness begins…

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    The Calendar Without You Autumn again... And the street has become a scene for…
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    The Art of Standing Still In the twilight of belief, a quiet waiting still pulses within me. Not illusion. Not a dream. Every part of me has been shaped by the trace of you, while…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    The Art of Standing Still In the twilight of belief, a quiet waiting still puls…
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    The Avalanche of Sunshine I, for years, breathed without a sound inside the quiet cell of my body; never knowing the void of which wound had made me this calm... I did not know lo…

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    The Avalanche of Sunshine I, for years, breathed without a sound inside the qui…
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    A Paper Shelter Strange— without ever sharing the same dream, we found each other at the edges of reality. There were no promises between us, no tomorrow to lean on; only moments…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    A Paper Shelter Strange— without ever sharing the same dream, we found each oth…
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    There is a secret in the word “freedom”— that a human, without knowing why, longs for a share of it; as if a lost name rests in our throat, constantly calling out to itself... But…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    There is a secret in the word “freedom”— that a human, without knowing why, lon…
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    At the Edge of Dawn In the corridors of my thoughts, someone walks without a sound; like a stranger passing through my dreams, with eyes made of tomorrow, brushing the dust from t…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    At the Edge of Dawn In the corridors of my thoughts, someone walks without a so…
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    Faithfulness to an Illusion Among the silences that were never spoken, we gave ourselves to a bond that was more the shadow of “trust” than anything truly alive… Words built bridg…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    Faithfulness to an Illusion Among the silences that were never spoken, we gave…
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    Where the Wind Could Not Reach And I am still steeped in a feeling no plundering autumn has ever managed to take from me. I walk... through memories no wind has ever touched. The…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    Where the Wind Could Not Reach And I am still steeped in a feeling no plunderin…
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    Frozen Longing Before you hear the echo of a footstep, do not build a home for anyone in your heart. The cruelest dreams are those we prepared a place for before anyone ever arriv…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    Frozen Longing Before you hear the echo of a footstep, do not build a home for…
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    The Last Autumn Winter had begun in me before the city ever turned its calendar page; from that very autumn when your leaving settled on the glass, and the window froze forever fa…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    The Last Autumn Winter had begun in me before the city ever turned its calendar…
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    The Geometry of Night In the quietest corner of the night, I draw your memory into the void, cross out every distance, and seal the mouth of every question with silence. Far from…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    The Geometry of Night In the quietest corner of the night, I draw your memory i…
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    Roots Without Winter Sometimes, for a season to fall apart, no invading wind is needed; it is enough for your roots to have believed in winter... To understand autumn, the story o…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    Roots Without Winter Sometimes, for a season to fall apart, no invading wind is…
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    The Unknown Side of Me To understand love again, I stood before the mirror. A woman was slowly moving away from me— neither the past, nor the future; she was a side of me that sti…

    Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 ·
    The Unknown Side of Me To understand love again, I stood before the mirror. A w…