Wow! Azza you have truly become the poet i always knew you could be. Your words are original and belong to you and your thoughts alone. Some poets tend to write the same thing a thousand others have already stated, but your phrases bring new images and feelings alive, making you a unique poet in which no other compares too. 5/5

Friction of gravels
that brush against my shoe,

^^
gravel that brushes

rearranging notes from stone pieces,
assembling a whimsical symphony;
orchestrating warmth into my ear

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Very original wording: orchestrating warmth into your ear!

An unexpected comfort,
accompanying me through
my solitary schlep into
the morning blizzard.

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Love the tone..

Snow flakes stained the streets,
^^
stain instead of stained

decorated with diagonal footsteps;
paving a trail of determination,
pushing boundaries as I exhale
miniature mist into the air.
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Nice images

Layers of cloth battles
the temperature foreign to my skin.

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This gives good detail of where you come from.

-Shivering-

Overseeing a smiley yellowish alphabet
protruding from this mazy town;
setting it as my focal point,
leading towards my destination.
(so near but yet so far)
Though this phrase seems cliche,
you'll understand what I mean
when you have walked twelve thousand miles
where my mud imprinted shoes have been.

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This person means very much to you, for you to walk so far to see her.

Testimonial of drudgery
written in dirt particles;
reminiscing times of poverty;
having emptiness constantly wagging
war against my intestines.

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Poverty makes one humble, it makes for better people.

Waging instead of wagging

Paralyse by reality,

^paralysed
sunken to the bed of my insecurities,
unable to shut the lens
of these dark puffy rings;
Dreams of riding over
celestial waves
sat near to impossible.

...

-But here I am-

A thousand and ninety-five days later
with a bag filled with faith,
taking chances of reigniting
an old flame in the rain...

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To have that number there, adds to the authenticity of your words. To have a bag filled with faith, is telling the tale of your focus.

-One more step-

Repeatedly reminding myself
that I'll get closer...

To bridge my promise of meeting you.

^^
I hope you met her!

Well done, Azza:) I am sorry it took me so long to comment. As always, I want to do your work justice with an elaborate comment:)

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