Bader A. Shehab

Writer, actor and fighter IG & X @flybaddy

[slobbering]

[ishikorokoroishi]

“  Flowers and Plants   ”

Photo by Ishikoro. Japan.

Love & Peace!

[paolo-streito-1264]

Vivian Maier.

[courtneyauden]

[letterstokami]

[cache-e]

“I'm a master at speaking silently, all my life I've spoken silently and I've lived through entire tragedies in silence.”

Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Meek One.

[andileighwrites]

Echo

...

The perceived echo Of trouble On parched night winds Shoots ice into my core.

Is my fear irrational When the unknown Lurks under The night's watch?

A poor animal, Writhing After the red glow From tail lights fade.

It happens all the time But perhaps this moment Is my imagination Running wild.

...

Andi Leigh 05/14/2024

[oceanleve-deactivated20240811]

How I want him to treat me

[storytimewriting-deactivated202]

Beyond Innocence

Darkened streets and fogged up windows Give us the privacy we crave. Talking is not enough for me- I can no longer behave. Let your hands run freely over my body, Your fingers on my skin Touching places you’ve never felt before, We’re beyond innocence. I want to experience you fully. Let me worship you, devout. Let me spread you open, Know you inside and out. I yearn to feel your curves and divots, Explore your valleys and your hills. Drink up every bit you give me, Every single drop you spill. I need your heart, your mind, your body On my fingers, in my hand. I need to know you, feel you, taste you- Promise me you understand. I can’t hold back any longer. Tell me you feel it, too Because no matter what you give me, I’ll never get enough of you.

[awehaven]

Kitten Ears.

©Robin Fifield 2024.

[valentinovamp]

Carole Lombard (1930s)

[the-wolf-and-moon]

Solar Eclipse, Ring of Fire

[mournfulroses]

Margaret Atwood, from True Stories: Poems; "Small Poem for the Winter Solstice," originally published in 1981

[memories-beneath-the-skin-deact]

A choice of different scenery

Fresh air in the lungs

A new look in the mirror

Enlightening to discover those that always support

Hold a flame to your old predictable path

[flowerytale]

Christina Rossetti, from "Echo", The Complete Poems

[derangedrhythms]

[…] satan himself was curled up in my left ventricle chuckling at them. 

Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath: Volume I: 1940- 1956 —Warren Plath, 10th August 1952

[juan-francisco-palencia]

May my words accompany you.

"In all of us there is a great feeling that gives the strength necessary to kindle love called embrace. The embrace is an emotion that manifests the soul and widens the heart".

—  Juan Francisco Palencia