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mehreenkhan · 1 year
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mohabbat mein nahin hai farq jeene aur marne ka usi ko dekh kar jite hain jis kafir pe dam nikle
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lone-nyctophile · 5 months
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There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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poetryforall · 5 days
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ivynightshade · 6 months
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s i am not a person that can be loved for a very long time.
[text id: i am a tall child with no lap to crawl into and cry in. / so i make a big show of wounded skin, hoping someone pries in. / i am humiliated. i am just always humiliated, just by existing.]
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abalsh1 · 4 months
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من تأمُّلات هنري ميلر:
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graywensdays · 2 months
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My mother never made her bed.
Yet I was expected to make mine.
My mother never listened to me.
Yet I was expected to always be an open ear.
My mother likes her tea bitter.
I like my tea sweet.
My mother didn’t solve her problems.
She passed them onto me.
I’m nothing like her yet without her there is no me.
I am drowning in the deepest body of water.
She stands on the shore, watching.
Its not about what she does,
It’s what she doesn’t.
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fatimaamerbilal · 7 months
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s all the blood in my mouth screams devastatingly desperate, miserable girl.
[text id: i eat approval for dinner, and when not earned any, i go to bed hungry.]
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moonsbeamy · 6 days
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leen--20 · 20 days
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محبة العبد لله ومحبة الله للعبد وأسباب ذلك: قال مطرف بن عبد الله بن الشخير رحمه الله: إن أحب عباد الله إلى الله الشكور الصابر الذي إذا ابتلي صبر وإذا أعطي شكر.
[الزهد للإمام أحمد / 413].
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jacobinaslibrary · 6 days
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She remains the very thing that inspires poetry. That moves a writer to drag themselves on a journey to immortalize her on paper. She is the epitome of words that eternally breathe. Oh how glorious it is to know her. Oh how blinding it is to see her. She is walking literature.
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chthonic-empyrean · 2 years
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"I think my biggest problem is that I love being alone but I hate being lonely."
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mehreenkhan · 8 months
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"My fear of being real, of being seen, paralyzes me into silence. I crave the touch and the connection, but l'm not always brave enough to open my hand and reach out. This is the great challenge: to be seen, accepted, and loved, I must first reveal, offer, and surrender.”
Anna White, Mended: Thoughts on Life, Love, and Leaps of Faith.
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lone-nyctophile · 1 year
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"It always makes me a little sad when you laugh," Julian went on. "The way it sort of takes you by surprise. I love it, it has that sweet sincerity that's the best part of you, but it still kills me how you never seem to expect it. All I want to do is make you happy, and you're the unhappiest person I've ever met."
- Micah Nemerever
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poetryforall · 7 days
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-Prince Rabbi
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ivynightshade · 4 months
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fatima aamer bilal, from moony moonless sky’s coffin heart? bury me.
[text id: what am i to live for when i have made my body my casket? / where am i to go from here?]
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abalsh1 · 4 months
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