Forwarded from ١٤٢٤ هــ (𝑨𝒀𝑴𝑨𝑵)
اللهم حبّب إلينا القرآن وعلِّمنا معاني آياته، وفهِّمنا
بيِّناته، و اعصِمنا من الجهل به أو تقديم شيء عليه
بيِّناته، و اعصِمنا من الجهل به أو تقديم شيء عليه
❤1
أتلمّسُ أحوالي منذ وُلدتُ إلى اليوم
وفي يأسي أتذكّر
أنّ هناك حياةٌ بعد الموت
هناك حياةٌ بعد الموت
ولا مشكلة لدي
لكني أسألُ:
يا الله!
أهناك حياةٌ قبل الموت؟
- مريد البرغوثي.
وفي يأسي أتذكّر
أنّ هناك حياةٌ بعد الموت
هناك حياةٌ بعد الموت
ولا مشكلة لدي
لكني أسألُ:
يا الله!
أهناك حياةٌ قبل الموت؟
- مريد البرغوثي.
❤1
I crave you
"I carve you
do not mistake my words, as something of lust because,
I crave not your wandering hands, but your wandering mind.
I crave not your eyes, but your eye contact,
I crave not your lips, but to watch the slight curve of them when you speak to me,
I crave not your body, but to carefully watch the way you move.
The way you talk, laugh, the frown when your sad, the way your eyes are lit when you're happy, the way you walk.
You, you drive me so crazy.
I crave you in the most innocent form.
I crave to say goodnight and give you forehead kisses and to say that I adore you when you feel at your worst.
I crave you in colours that don't exist.
I crave you in words wished and dreams sung.
I crave you in ways where showing how beautiful you are, is easier than breathing.
I crave in the spaces between your dreams and your reality that mean most to you and nothing more or less.
For a crave is a need only satisfied in the soul...
One day the looks will leave you, but I, will be able to say that I adored your mind and possibly your soul, to say that in you I looked for and saw what I could not see in myself..."
"I carve you
do not mistake my words, as something of lust because,
I crave not your wandering hands, but your wandering mind.
I crave not your eyes, but your eye contact,
I crave not your lips, but to watch the slight curve of them when you speak to me,
I crave not your body, but to carefully watch the way you move.
The way you talk, laugh, the frown when your sad, the way your eyes are lit when you're happy, the way you walk.
You, you drive me so crazy.
I crave you in the most innocent form.
I crave to say goodnight and give you forehead kisses and to say that I adore you when you feel at your worst.
I crave you in colours that don't exist.
I crave you in words wished and dreams sung.
I crave you in ways where showing how beautiful you are, is easier than breathing.
I crave in the spaces between your dreams and your reality that mean most to you and nothing more or less.
For a crave is a need only satisfied in the soul...
One day the looks will leave you, but I, will be able to say that I adored your mind and possibly your soul, to say that in you I looked for and saw what I could not see in myself..."
❤2
Forwarded from ɴᴏᴛᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
I have no answers, only questions.
don't you ask a thing
don't you ask a thing
Forwarded from 28.6.03
"اللهم ارحمنا إذا برق البصر وخسُف القمر وجُمع الشمس والقمر، اللهم اجعل خسوف القمر هذا رحمة لنا ولا تؤاخذنا بذنوبنا ولا تنزل غضبك علينا واغفرلنا وارحمنا يا ارحمْ الراحمين"
❤1
Forwarded from She And Her Darkness
كانت الكتابة عندي تعويض عن الحرمان الذي يكتنفني منذ أن تفتح وعيي على الحياة،
كانت عزاءً عن سعادةٍ أفتقدتها بشدة،
وكانت عزلة أيضاً عن حياةٍ لم أقبض على جدواها!
-عبدالوهاب لاتينوس
كانت عزاءً عن سعادةٍ أفتقدتها بشدة،
وكانت عزلة أيضاً عن حياةٍ لم أقبض على جدواها!
-عبدالوهاب لاتينوس
❤1