ⴽⴰⵔⵉⵎⴰ ( karima ) ❄️
@koelh.bsky.social
artist
amazigh
linguaphile
runner
i write poetry.. ✍🏼
loving madly..
#existentialism #art #books #poetry #tendersoul
amazigh
linguaphile
runner
i write poetry.. ✍🏼
loving madly..
#existentialism #art #books #poetry #tendersoul
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ⴽⴰⵔⵉⵎⴰ ( karima ) ❄️
@koelh.bsky.social
· Dec 21
There’s a quiet strength in vulnerability. I might feel exposed, but I’m not drowning. I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve spent much of my life running away from myself. But it’s never too late to embrace vulnerability. Bear with me as I learn to accept mine—because the artist in me is still here. #art
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In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
I hear my echo in the echoing wood —
Theodore Roethke, In a Dark Time
I hear my echo in the echoing wood —
Theodore Roethke, In a Dark Time
January 8, 2026 at 9:09 AM
In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
I hear my echo in the echoing wood —
Theodore Roethke, In a Dark Time
I hear my echo in the echoing wood —
Theodore Roethke, In a Dark Time
#nonchalant in his ways,
touching her soul—
she s o f t e n s
beside his breath.
he leaves s p a c e;
how she grows
into it.
#emoetry #poetry
touching her soul—
she s o f t e n s
beside his breath.
he leaves s p a c e;
how she grows
into it.
#emoetry #poetry
January 8, 2026 at 9:43 AM
#nonchalant in his ways,
touching her soul—
she s o f t e n s
beside his breath.
he leaves s p a c e;
how she grows
into it.
#emoetry #poetry
touching her soul—
she s o f t e n s
beside his breath.
he leaves s p a c e;
how she grows
into it.
#emoetry #poetry
Thank you, always! 🤍
January 7, 2026 at 10:14 PM
Thank you, always! 🤍
a night of symbols, she keeps—
thunder
in her heart,
beating in oceanic rhythm,
h e a v i n g
in w a v e s—
her tide
seduced by his shore.
#poetry
thunder
in her heart,
beating in oceanic rhythm,
h e a v i n g
in w a v e s—
her tide
seduced by his shore.
#poetry
January 7, 2026 at 9:50 PM
a night of symbols, she keeps—
thunder
in her heart,
beating in oceanic rhythm,
h e a v i n g
in w a v e s—
her tide
seduced by his shore.
#poetry
thunder
in her heart,
beating in oceanic rhythm,
h e a v i n g
in w a v e s—
her tide
seduced by his shore.
#poetry
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tender as the night—
a topography of feeling,
never lost
to the fog of time—
two souls f u s i n g,
formed over eons—
his star,
burning forever
in the darkness
of her sky—
the hinge on which
her heart
s w u n g.
#poetry
a topography of feeling,
never lost
to the fog of time—
two souls f u s i n g,
formed over eons—
his star,
burning forever
in the darkness
of her sky—
the hinge on which
her heart
s w u n g.
#poetry
January 7, 2026 at 6:49 PM
tender as the night—
a topography of feeling,
never lost
to the fog of time—
two souls f u s i n g,
formed over eons—
his star,
burning forever
in the darkness
of her sky—
the hinge on which
her heart
s w u n g.
#poetry
a topography of feeling,
never lost
to the fog of time—
two souls f u s i n g,
formed over eons—
his star,
burning forever
in the darkness
of her sky—
the hinge on which
her heart
s w u n g.
#poetry
Beautiful this, Suse! ❄️🤍
January 7, 2026 at 4:46 PM
Beautiful this, Suse! ❄️🤍
words flew fast, winged,
jumping between image
and thought,
the mind dreaming awake
of fingers forming shape,
breath
melting skin.
her radiance
m a g n e t i s e s him,
becoming rhythm to his
soul—
he,
an ephemeral flow,
wavelets of light
c u r v i n g, touching
her heart.
#poetry
jumping between image
and thought,
the mind dreaming awake
of fingers forming shape,
breath
melting skin.
her radiance
m a g n e t i s e s him,
becoming rhythm to his
soul—
he,
an ephemeral flow,
wavelets of light
c u r v i n g, touching
her heart.
#poetry
January 7, 2026 at 4:32 PM
words flew fast, winged,
jumping between image
and thought,
the mind dreaming awake
of fingers forming shape,
breath
melting skin.
her radiance
m a g n e t i s e s him,
becoming rhythm to his
soul—
he,
an ephemeral flow,
wavelets of light
c u r v i n g, touching
her heart.
#poetry
jumping between image
and thought,
the mind dreaming awake
of fingers forming shape,
breath
melting skin.
her radiance
m a g n e t i s e s him,
becoming rhythm to his
soul—
he,
an ephemeral flow,
wavelets of light
c u r v i n g, touching
her heart.
#poetry
she didn’t question—
she c a r r i e d her pain like
a soft bruise,
cupped it w i t h o u t
flinching,
warm to the touch still—
a #melancholic heart
understanding t o o late
and loving anyway.
#emoetry #poetry
she c a r r i e d her pain like
a soft bruise,
cupped it w i t h o u t
flinching,
warm to the touch still—
a #melancholic heart
understanding t o o late
and loving anyway.
#emoetry #poetry
January 7, 2026 at 3:15 PM
she didn’t question—
she c a r r i e d her pain like
a soft bruise,
cupped it w i t h o u t
flinching,
warm to the touch still—
a #melancholic heart
understanding t o o late
and loving anyway.
#emoetry #poetry
she c a r r i e d her pain like
a soft bruise,
cupped it w i t h o u t
flinching,
warm to the touch still—
a #melancholic heart
understanding t o o late
and loving anyway.
#emoetry #poetry
Thank you very much, Greg.. It was a beautiful sight indeed 🔥🤍
January 7, 2026 at 12:31 PM
Thank you very much, Greg.. It was a beautiful sight indeed 🔥🤍
January 7, 2026 at 8:38 AM
streets of dust
the wind blows about
the storm in her eyes
burns a thousand words
torn,
she let herself feel
the warmth of his heart—
fingertips meet, healing
scars.
#poetry #goodnight
the wind blows about
the storm in her eyes
burns a thousand words
torn,
she let herself feel
the warmth of his heart—
fingertips meet, healing
scars.
#poetry #goodnight
January 6, 2026 at 9:42 PM
streets of dust
the wind blows about
the storm in her eyes
burns a thousand words
torn,
she let herself feel
the warmth of his heart—
fingertips meet, healing
scars.
#poetry #goodnight
the wind blows about
the storm in her eyes
burns a thousand words
torn,
she let herself feel
the warmth of his heart—
fingertips meet, healing
scars.
#poetry #goodnight
January 6, 2026 at 4:00 PM
aww, that truly made my day.. thank you, Dave, and i’m really glad you enjoyed reading it.. 🤍
January 6, 2026 at 3:27 PM
aww, that truly made my day.. thank you, Dave, and i’m really glad you enjoyed reading it.. 🤍
Thank you, and thank you for the great prompts! :)
January 6, 2026 at 3:25 PM
Thank you, and thank you for the great prompts! :)
Thank you, it’s humbling 🤍
January 6, 2026 at 3:23 PM
Thank you, it’s humbling 🤍
a sonorous voice—
awakening
the winter of her heart.
the sky
r a i n e d
stars passionately,
light left bare—
beauty
r i s i n g from ash,
words
rising from flame.
#poetry
awakening
the winter of her heart.
the sky
r a i n e d
stars passionately,
light left bare—
beauty
r i s i n g from ash,
words
rising from flame.
#poetry
January 6, 2026 at 3:18 PM
a sonorous voice—
awakening
the winter of her heart.
the sky
r a i n e d
stars passionately,
light left bare—
beauty
r i s i n g from ash,
words
rising from flame.
#poetry
awakening
the winter of her heart.
the sky
r a i n e d
stars passionately,
light left bare—
beauty
r i s i n g from ash,
words
rising from flame.
#poetry
the hardest writing is finding words to describe the best thing that ever happened to you.
#writing #writingcommunity
#writing #writingcommunity
January 6, 2026 at 1:55 PM
the hardest writing is finding words to describe the best thing that ever happened to you.
#writing #writingcommunity
#writing #writingcommunity
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there's but one
there could never be
another, you
there could never be
another, you
January 6, 2026 at 1:35 AM
there's but one
there could never be
another, you
there could never be
another, you
Thank you very much, Greg! I appreciate you. 🤍
January 6, 2026 at 1:17 PM
Thank you very much, Greg! I appreciate you. 🤍