<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Writer's Portfolio Gallery]]></title><description><![CDATA[Crafting captivating stories and verse to ignite imagination and leave a lasting impression.]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 03 May 2026 02:49:09 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Grey]]></title><description><![CDATA[A meditation on the color of survival beneath gloomy skies Grey is the color no one pauses for too humble to dazzle like silver, too...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/_grey</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68cb27594c601ce8f4f4fbcc</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2025 21:28:50 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_979e6e1b51514918a439588a7e995a48~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Kingdom of Forever]]></title><description><![CDATA["Kingdom of Forever" and Other Poems You remind me of a prince, A dream I thought I’d lost. You made the magic return to my life, When I...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/kingdom-of-forever</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6885c81753e1587dc0d8f109</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2025 06:37:04 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_c86b9b15823b4f7e85eb0d3323ab8468~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Then the Lamp Starts to Look Strange]]></title><description><![CDATA[You may not feel the same but I’m grateful I loved you and held that space beside you for as long as fate allowed.  ( If you don’t know...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/then-the-lamp-starts-to-look-strange</link><guid isPermaLink="false">687dce97cebb6f8ccb03da42</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2025 05:24:02 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_bcc24f300da949c792ae4555c558a8cc~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_733,h_773,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Dreamers Don’t Survive]]></title><description><![CDATA[Life is not just one closed door. It’s a maze of them. But if your dreams still ache… some part of you is still alive. All I’ve learned...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/the-dreamers-don-t-survive</link><guid isPermaLink="false">687571f397051c95031d2fd4</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2025 21:12:04 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_be57e40bebf441268aa38ec4fcc4da89~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ballad of Broken Hope]]></title><description><![CDATA[How silly of me to expect too much of someone once more, who didn't even know what I felt for him, and for getting too attached to soon,...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/ballad-of-broken-hope</link><guid isPermaLink="false">685c9752bc841d0bc34f9a5d</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2025 01:12:19 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_77261de97ad043409c8d682a463cd7a4~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Lady of the Lake]]></title><description><![CDATA[A short story of Lost Names, Ancient Lakes, and the One Love Left Behind. Where Sirens Sing, Old Lovers Weep, and Fishermen Get Involved....]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/lady-of-the-lake</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68312f11fc4bc320983748c8</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2025 03:14:59 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_1d9edd36568f4d4b8610219894270f0b~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Elegy of Petals]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Flowers die first. Inspired by when you'd once told me you would gift me a rose for every day we lived and aged, when you are an old...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/the-elegy-of-petals</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68223650aff4fe1f77316ad8</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2025 18:06:16 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_efae600585c442c4bbe1338cc4032ced~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Remember Me?]]></title><description><![CDATA[The secret of the Great Stories is that they have no secrets. The Great Stories are the ones you have heard and want to hear again. The...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/remember-me</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68221f1ceac8155847df0d21</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2025 16:46:26 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_1b4012c4ff33496a9a697713d92c7a94~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Promises That Drowned Me: The Cruelty of Almost]]></title><description><![CDATA[A letter to You: There’s a particular kind of grief in being hurt by someone not through grand betrayals, but through small, deliberate...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/promises-that-drowned-me-the-cruelty-of-almost</link><guid isPermaLink="false">682110b7eac8155847dc57a0</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2025 21:15:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_61037400f57c4c62a3f1de3d47b11f85~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Where Grief Grows Its Children]]></title><description><![CDATA[“Love...I put so much faith in it. Truth...I kept believing it falls always from the top lips of the one you love and trust the most....]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/where-grief-grows-its-children</link><guid isPermaLink="false">681fc12ee0791c3813ddc92a</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2025 21:56:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_59f50a22af164b39a143267c20d75356~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Picture This (A Love Like Dying)]]></title><description><![CDATA[“Perhaps lovers aren't supposed to look down at the ground. That kind of story is told in symbols--and earth represents reality, and...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/picture-this-a-love-like-dying</link><guid isPermaLink="false">681fba292d8811f07a2a8db7</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2025 20:56:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_bee4ef7cad06418d9a8ff9ac07e61420~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Last Dream Before They Take Me]]></title><description><![CDATA[“I suppose it’s obvious that what was ignited when I loved you continues to burn. But that’s of small importance to you now, and that’s...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/the-last-dream-before-they-take-me-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6817f8873fc42791beed8f41</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2025 23:35:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_a3468d1bb8184349889c603c66687858~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[And I Will Remember You in Madness]]></title><description><![CDATA[For you promised you'd burn with me, but you never did. You stayed in the safety of your shore and saw me fade away. But your promises...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/and-i-will-remember-you-in-madness</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6817ede2f0457602a0fd0bd9</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2025 22:50:25 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_2d8f516dab104356b5aaae21f537ca5e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Portrait of the Man I Love]]></title><description><![CDATA[—a painting made of language for I cannot draw him, so I shape him with syllables— his smile, the sacred chaos in his thoughts, the way...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/portrait-of-the-man-i-love</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67ffee6cb78c3292b829e3f0</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2025 18:40:46 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_f1ebd50a73614630b0ea9cf91eaf8a85~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Asylum by the Sea]]></title><description><![CDATA[—for the one I could not keep The sea sings to me beneath pale skies, each wave a whispering psalm of forgetting. I sit in an all-white...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/asylum-by-the-sea</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67ffec715da170a6b4df2642</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2025 17:48:40 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_1ff0fe8de5a3421d9a754940a7c2a08f~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Where Did You Go, My Ghostly Love?]]></title><description><![CDATA[Wish you were here. I would give anything for you to materialize in front of me. Where did you go, my ghostly love— the whisper in the...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/where-did-you-go-my-ghostly-love</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67eed51b3fadf65d1e274a0d</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2025 18:42:17 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_63b297e64ab64095a18ce815fcb5a2b3~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ode to Devotion: Fides Aeterna]]></title><description><![CDATA[Inspired by timeless myths of love, this is an ode to sacrifice, and devotion, and delves into the heart of a wife’s unwavering...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/ode-to-devotion</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67ea28f889f652c76e9a54b7</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2025 05:44:02 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_a2acc7dcef1946688d873d91a5fd297a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Clockwork Girl]]></title><description><![CDATA[What a failure to be hated by the only man who ever loved me. I wish I could craft a clockwork girl, one with gears spun from borrowed...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/clockwork-girl</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67ea2112f96b48cc2d221259</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2025 05:04:16 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_5753ebaaca3647edb28825463d8d5309~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Short Poems]]></title><description><![CDATA[Some of my shorter poems that I wrote over the years. Death and the Maiden Death had fallen for the maiden so fair, Adorning her locks...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/shorter-poems-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67e75d4cf96b48cc2d1a05b3</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2025 02:49:35 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_aef3e5bb3df84b118c72f15d7eaef59e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Heights]]></title><description><![CDATA[Inspired by love that expired. Leave me, but do not leave this earth— do not vanish beyond the veil where even my prayers cannot reach...]]></description><link>https://inabatarek.wixsite.com/writer/post/the-heights</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67e75a8689f652c76e922c00</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2025 02:36:56 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6ff9c4_fdabe33c265d4df89b558b45600cedca~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Inaba Ishfar Tarek</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>