.:..Unspoken Words..:.

[poems-and-word]

[rumiswisdom]

“The universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you already are.”

— Rumi. (via sublimequotesilove)

[rumiswisdom]

“Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.”

— Rumi (via wordsaresinging)

[rumiswisdom]

“If you want the moon, do not hide at night. If you want a rose, do not run from the thorns. If you want love, do not hide from yourself.”

— Rumi (via asking-jude)

[jalaluddinrumi]

You are my Soul, and without my Soul I know not how to live You are my Eyes, and without You, I have not a seeing Eye And Tonight, I’ll fall asleep with You in My Heart Enough of Words, come to me in Silence… ✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻ ƬĤΛИҠ Y♡Ʊ F♡Ŕ ßƐĪИƓ

[emotionalwords]

[syntacked]

“Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.”

— Josephine Hart, Damage

[bnmxfld]

[remanence-of-love]

Just because I learnt how to live without you doesn’t mean I ever really wanted to.

[poems-and-word]

[naked-truthss-deactivated201906]

He told me he had a dark soul, Little did he know, There were constellations bursting inside, All telling me the same thing: He is the one.

~ //The one// S.M.

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.” - Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

via @violentwavesofemotion

[foreverinangst-blog]

Reminds of one person in particular 💙

[foreverinangst-blog]

Baring it all

Feeling down and dark

Lost, hopeless and stuck

Somehow I’ve come apart

Life feels surreal

I’m grateful but it all feels unreal

Feeling nothing no matter how hard I try

I’m in pain but I can’t seem to cry

There’s no one to talk to

No one to rely on

Plus I feel so far gone

Hard to move on

And also hard to live on

Drowning in darkness

Is this depression

I’m too ashamed to confess it

But I’ve had this recurrence

What is my purpose

I know what it is but it seems so far away

I see a hand trying to pull me out

But then I slip back in and get further delayed

Into to the abyss, despair, feelings I can’t even relay,

I’ve been here before, it all seems so familiar

The emptiness, feeling of absolute nothingness

Hollow soul, heart so indifferent but yet so resilient

I know I can climb out of this pavilion

My baby keeps me going, moments with her are glimpses of hope and shimmer

In my darkness, I love her more than myself

A deep aching in a part I didn’t even know existed

She takes it all up, nothing and no one compares

Except now this new bundle coming soon

I’m over the moon and yet so consumed

With fear of the unknown, can I really do it all

Juggle the work, school, and home life?

The American dream, plights of a good wife,

Sometimes I want to run away from it all

The pressure and expectations ruin it all

I don’t know if he can catch me when I fall

Or if he even wants to be there for it all

He has his own demons to battle

I can’t expect him to tackle mine too

I know it’ll pass and I’ll look back at this moment

With pity and remorse for all the hopelessness

Souleless moments, time wasted unfocused

Sometimes I wonder if it’s him, creeping

Holding me back, screaming my name

Haunting me from all those moments

Stolen moments, face burned in my soul

Wonder if I’ll ever be able to heal from it

I just want him to please let me go~

-A.M.G.

[elzaher]

“Do not allow your heart to take pleasure with the praises of people nor be saddened by their condemnation.”

— Imam Al Ghazali (RA)

[poems-and-word]

[emotionalwords]

[livingonmaybes]

Maybe we will fall in love and stay that way until the cruel reality of mortality takes us from each other’s arms. Maybe we will date for a week and end up cutting things off because it was just too awkward. Maybe we will be madly in love until I cross the stage at graduation, the other side holding possibilities and adventures that don’t include you. Maybe, years later, we will run into each other at a coffee shop thousands of miles from a place we used to call home. Maybe I get hit by a car next week when I’m distracted by finding the perfect song for my run. And maybe, none of these possibilities will happen. But I like to think that you came in my life to change me- I like to think that there is some profound reason behind the deep, animalistic ache of longing I feel whenever you cross my mind. Nothing is guaranteed in this world, but I would like to think that maybe, just maybe, in the end it can be you and me.

- l.o.m. // living on maybes