Merak Magazine

Haniya Khan

Haniya Khan

An avid poet who finds a pen & a paper as the easiest way to express pain (and an otherwise, ordinary, savage teenager.)

That’s why

Theres no reason for my tears, Maybe too many to remember. Could be nothing at all. Or just that one October , When you decided to leave, And never to return. You are up in heaven. Whilst I am left…

Goodbye To Reality

Here I am again, back to the beginning, Temporarily happy, with this torture cycle That’s never-ending. Thought things would change when I went through those days, From highs to lows, fantasy and I part ways. Why does reality remind me…