Poetry

I'm thinking about December.
My heart is set to it.

Something.... will happen in December

maybe a story begins,
maybe a story ends.
A life will start… or it won’t.
But if love is written,
two souls will meet
and finally dance.

“ if being in love with you was a sentence,
Id want to be charged for life with no parole “

• -B.A.D.
  ( P.O. )

“ behind every closed window ,
We are all winners “

• -B.A.D.
  ( polar )

Never judge a book by it's cover. Give it some time until you can understand their vibe and see whether it matches yours or not. Just give it time.... don’t judge too quickly.

Cause my heart belongs to you I carry your name in every quiet thought I find you in my breath and in my silence even when distance tries to speak louder I still choose you in every beat and every moment that feels like home within me always yours forever now.

Who believes Allah can heal their heart overnight?

And just like that,

you became the person I reach for
without having to think.

The voice that steadies the noise,
the hand I know is there
even when I cannot see it.

A safe haven.
An anchor.

The kind of presence that does not demand trust,
yet earns it anyway.

It’s funny—
one of my favorite quotes says,
“It’s all about finding calm in the chaos.”

And somehow,
you became exactly that.

The calm in my chaos.

You make me feel safe
without ever trying to.

Like morning arriving quietly at the edge of the world—
the sun rising little by little,
spilling gold across the sky,
its reflection dancing on a sleeping ocean.

That brief, sacred moment
before the world remembers its rush.

The silence.
The stillness.
The peace.

~ A. H. A.

I-love -You
Let me remove the word
"love'
between I and You.
How can love follow the word I?
And how can it come before You?
As when there's love, what else is there
except love?
And when there is You, I forget about myself and even about love itself.

“ Life is not always easy, but if one day you feel it’s hard, it’s not your fault. That’s just life teaching you how to be stronger “

(Kejora.in.silence)

In her presence
The world fades away
Stars turn to dust

All that remains is her scent
Her heart against mine
Her soul wrapped with mine

• -Ali