ghostsinink🪶📜

i make art and i write books 🍂☕✨️

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“In this vision, I stare right at the storm with my feet firmly on the ground.

Swiping this single droplet of rain from my cheek,

I bite each word—

I. Want. To. Be. Loved.

But the storm just passes by.

That’s what all storms do.”

(p. 35)

Source: "The Journal of Colours" my debut novel. Dm if you wanna buy.

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New on tumblr and don't really know how this works. But here's an excerpt from my debut novel "The Journal of Colours". A lyrical, color-coded journey through heartbreak, obsession & existential aches of unspoken feeling. Dm if you wanna buy 🌙✨️

"Here's a concept

We call it "husn-e-be-parwahi"

It encompasses the beauty that doesn't know itself, that it is beautiful

The eyes that cannot admire their own colour

Obliviousness in divinity

The high esteem that you hold someone with in your heart

That their mind is unaware of

That is love

And you name it "husn-e-be-parwahi"

Love without reason

Love without condition

Love without reciprocation

If only you could see yourself with my eyes, husn-e-be-parwahi

If only you could know, what i know.."