Poetry

I just thought to share there was this cover song by Leona Leewis for a song by NIN, and it just hits differently every time I hear it and it says:

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

• Rather than losing others to other people, addictions, mistakes, expectations, or circumstances, one would hold on to who he/she is.

Where are all handsome and serious boys 😡😡

Teslim’s Poetry Corner - Hand in my heart

O Allah, make me apart of the muhiyaddin,
duas to recite,
memorization of the Noble Quran in Arabic.
It’s to be written all over my heart
Time & time again you’ll hearing it
translation in English this is who I want to be
In search of accepted scholars.

Masha’Allah!

I am from kashmir need good girl for marriage if anyone interested please message me as friend

You Were My Almost

I never asked you to love me,
I only wished you could understand
how much of my heart
was already in your hands.

You were my favorite person,
but I was never your choice.
I had a thousand things to say,
but my silence became my voice.

I watched you smile at others
while hiding my tears inside.
You were the love I couldn’t have,
the feeling I couldn’t hide.

Maybe in another life,
our story would have been right.
But in this one,
I loved you alone—and called it love.

I was raised by a woman who gave everything and asked for nothing in return,

Only to have left me - owing her a life through which I could still never fully repay.

I sent a Dua to make me not forget any words u penned for me, may it not get a blockage.
Bcx Every single moment with you is slowly fading from my memory,

Everyday I meet new people and forget them but
May this nisyan not forget how special you were.

My black eyes don't have visible rings in them but without words, you figured out the hidden paths.
And those clear rings of blue and green in yours showed me a window that you shut for others.

Hated Friend

It's never the right time
When you knock my door,
I've never sent you an invitation
But still you come and shake me to the core.

I hate you, though I know you so well.
I hate myself when I'm under your spell.

The words you speak are familiar and soft.
You leave me feeling weak and small,
Like nothing is ever going to work at all.

You say you know what you're talking about,
That I should trust you because you're looking out,
For me and for my highest good,
But when have you ever understood?

I wish you wouldn't know where I live,
Wish I'd know how not to give
You all my hopes and dreams and my pain,
So you wouldn't do this to me again and again.