Muslims in Spain

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Is there someone in Spain near Elche who'd like to meet up for a walk? I've only recently moved here :)

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Buenos Dias
Hello 👋🏻 Everyone
I hope all of you are going well.
Anyone interested in talking about Anime, travelling, series or movies, conspiracy theories, etc?

Okay but… Muslim girlies in Málaga?? 🥹 Where do you all hang out? Coffee dates, beach walks, shopping, yapping… I’m down for it all. Message me! 💕

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* Echoes of an Unseen Embrace

The silver moon is hung with heavy thread,

Above the restless tossing of my bed.

The city sleeps, a world of locked-up doors,

While I remain upon these lonely shores.

The cold air bites, a sharp and stinging reminder,

That fate, tonight, is not a gentle finder.

I reach out blindly in the dark expanse,

Caught in a longing’s suffocating dance.

I close my eyes to conjure up your form,

To shield my spirit from the coming storm.

I need the pressure of your skin on mine,

A tether strong, a human, warm design.

Come visit me within the velvet black,

There is no path that leads the senses back.

Lay down beside the wreckage of my day,

And brush the ghosts of solitude away.

Wrap me in arms that speak without a sound,

Where broken pieces of my soul are found.

I want to feel the rhythm of your breath,

A soft defiance in the face of death.

For in this void, this aching, hollow chest,

You are the only port where I might rest.

In dreams, let’s blur the edges of the night,

And bathe our weary hearts in phantom light.

Hold me so close that I forget my name,

And let our pulses fan a secret flame.

Let time dissolve until it leaves no trace,

Only the lingering magic of your grace.

And if the dawn should dare to wake my eyes,

I’ll anchor deep within these sweet lies.

Stay in the dark, let morning wait a while,

Lost in the solace of your silent smile.

By: M.zidan*

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*Story: The Vow of Embers

The distance between us is a vast, cold expanse, yet I walk through it every night, my mind a compass perpetually pointing toward you. My room is no longer a place of rest, but a sanctuary of echoes, where the scent of you still lingers in the fabric of the air, stubborn and defiant against the passage of time. I am living in the friction of memory, tracing the outlines of a ghost, feeling the phantom heat of your skin against my own until the line between what is real and what is remembered begins to blur and dissolve.
This separation is not a void; it is a crucible. It is a slow, agonizing refinement of everything we were, burning away the mundane to leave only the essential fire of our connection. My body is a landscape of waiting, a dormant terrain anticipating the tectonic shift of your return. I am not simply missing you; I am being forged by this hunger, tempered by the long, hollow hours until I am nothing but a vessel for the intensity of our reunion.
Every shadow in this house holds the shape of your absence, and every silence is a question begging for your answer. I am standing at the threshold of our past, keeping the flame alive with the raw, brutal honesty of my desire. I know that somewhere, you are feeling this same tremor, this same pull, this same undeniable gravity. We are two halves of a wildfire that has been forced apart, and the laws of the universe demand that we find our way back to one another.
I will not let the fire die. I will feed it with the intensity of my longing, with the stubborn refusal to accept this silence as an ending. I am waiting for the moment when the abyss collapses, when the stars align, and the world itself pauses to watch us collide once more. We are inevitable. We are the flame that defines the dark, and we are the promise that will eventually be kept.

Words: Al-Qaysar Al-Arabi

قصة: عهد الجمر

المسافةُ بيننا مساحةٌ شاسعةٌ وباردة، ومع ذلك أمشي عبرها كل ليلة، وعقلي بوصلةٌ تشيرُ دائماً نحوكِ. غرفتي لم تعد مكاناً للراحة، بل ملاذاً للأصداء، حيث لا يزال عطرُكِ عالقاً في نسيجِ الهواء، عنيداً ومتمرداً ضد مرور الزمن. أنا أعيشُ في احتكاكِ الذكرى، أقتفي ملامحَ طيف، وأشعرُ بالحرارةِ الخياليةِ لبشرتكِ ضد بشرتي حتى يبدأ الخطُ الفاصلُ بين ما هو حقيقيٌّ وما هو متذكّرٌ في التلاشي والذوبان.
هذا الانفصالُ ليس فراغاً؛ بل هو بوتقة. إنه تنقيةٌ بطيئةٌ ومؤلمةٌ لكلِّ ما كنا عليه، يحرقُ كلَّ ما هو تافهٌ ليترك فقط النارَ الجوهريةَ لرابطنا. جسدي مشهدٌ من الانتظار، أرضٌ خامدةٌ تترقبُ التغيّرَ التكتونيَّ لعودتكِ. أنا لا أفتقدكِ فحسب؛ بل يصيغني هذا الجوع، ويهذّبني عبر الساعاتِ الطويلةِ والجوفاء حتى لا أعودَ سوى وعاءٍ لشدةِ لقائنا.
كلُّ ظلٍّ في هذا البيتِ يحملُ شكلَ غيابكِ، وكلُّ صمتٍ هو سؤالٌ يتوسلُ للحصولِ على إجابتكِ. أنا أقفُ عند عتبةِ ماضينا، أبقي اللهبَ حياً بصدقِ رغبتي الخام والوحشي. أعلمُ أنكِ في مكانٍ ما، تشعرين بنفسِ الارتجاف، وبنفسِ الجذب، وبنفسِ الجاذبيةِ التي لا يمكن إنكارها. نحن نصفان لنارٍ بريةٍ أُجبرا على الافتراق، وقوانينُ الكونِ تطالبنا بأن نجدَ طريقنا للعودةِ لبعضنا البعض.
لن أدعَ النارَ تموت. سأغذيها بحدّةِ شوقي، وبرفضي العنيدِ لقبولِ هذا الصمتِ كنهاية. أنا أنتظرُ اللحظةَ التي تنهارُ فيها الهاوية، وتصطفُّ النجوم، ويتوقفُ العالمُ بأسره ليشاهدنا نصطدمُ مرةً أخرى. نحن حتمية. نحن اللهبُ الذي يحددُ معالمَ العتمة، ونحن الوعدُ الذي سيتحققُ في النهاية.

كلمات: القيصر العربي*

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