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I exist on the moon, in oceans, paintings, and in between the lines of a poem, only.

[uroko]

Rainy day in Kyoto

[dyingbelladonna]

favorite word?

"noor", meaning light in urdu :)

[dyingbelladonna]

No, it's not.

[dyingbelladonna]

For the love of God once in my life can I have what I want and not what is good for me?

[dyingbelladonna]

THE DUALITY OF 'IDENTITY' AND 'SELF' IN THE SONGS OF ROCKSTAR

Lord, it would be your generosity

Please free me from myself

Grant me the sight to my true face

Please free me from myself

No matter how much you tear the wind with your wings

You can't escape yourself

Break the sky, burn the worlds down

But you can't hide yourself

Take whichever path you please, your self resides in yourself

You will but come back home.

[dyingbelladonna]

when life goes from feeling like this

to this>>>>

[dyingbelladonna]

My parents raised me but so did my English teachers

[dyingbelladonna]

– T.S Eliot, "The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock"

"These feet are tired now

Come, let's go home, my love"

– Sayeed Quadri, "Chal Ghar Chalen"

"You go, respond to that familiar call

But return home before the evening falls"

– Saqi Banerjee, "Shondhye Namar Aage"

[ophelia-is-not-okay]

‘‘Red flag” this “Green flag” that

white flag. i just want peace. i surrender🏳️

[dyingbelladonna]

[neckstime-deactivated20140216]

Reblog if you'll PUBLICLY answer anything in your ask right now.

[chisel-fitness]

Im game

[dyingbelladonna]

A poem is a gesture toward home.

— Jericho Brown, "Duplex".

[dyingbelladonna]

Oh so when Shakespeare compared you to a summer's day it was poetry but when I do the same I'm termed as rude

[nikswonderland]

[dyingbelladonna]

If I write what I feel, it's to reduce the fever of feeling. What I confess is unimportant, because everything is unimportant.

-Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet.

[dyingbelladonna]

If I post my mind out here would you still read it even though it's the most un-make-sense-able and unhinged shit you ever read?

[dyingbelladonna]

Dead Poets Society (1989).

[dyingbelladonna]

"You have bewitched me body and soul and I love, I love, I love you."