Nomadboy

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[nomadboy]

It's a song of love, a flow of waves. Life is nothing but the story of you and me...

[nomadboy]

Some people hold your hand, others your soul. Some walk beside you, others wander within you. It's curious how there are presences that aren't limited to physical space, but invade the silence, fill the voids, and ignite colors that weren't even there before. There are those who simply follow your steps, and there are those who walk within you, as if they were part of your breathing. These people can't be explained, can't be defined... they simply happen. They are encounters that become a home, voices that echo even in the silence, gestures that endure even when time tries to erase them. Because the soul doesn't exist in parts; it recognizes itself, merges, lies peacefully within the other. And when this happens, it's not about destiny or chance; it's about eternity happening in the now.

[nomadboy]

! ! .. سنو

مقام افسوس ہوگا نا تمہارے بعد ، جب ہم کسی نا پسندیدہ شخص کو کہیں گے.

ہم تمہارے ہیں

! ! .. Listen

it will will be a moment of regart after you, when we  have to say someone we don't like

We are yours

[nomadboy]

Your memory lingers...

It’s a shivering January night,

Cold gusts of wind blow,

Loneliness stays by my side,

My eyes are heavy with drowsiness,

Even the moon is pale and ailing,

A clamor of heartbeats echoes in my chest,

And the ache of separation persists.

January has passed and moved on,

But ______!!!

This pain... now feels familiar...!!!"

[nomadboy]

Life kept saying, 'Limit of respect, limit of respect,'

But I, the defiant of fate, remained forever entangled

[la-luna-inalcanzable-blog]

"أمسِـكْ يَـدي، فَأنـا شَخـصٌ يَـرىٰ يَـداكَ مَوطِـنَاً لَـهُ"❣️

"Hold my hand, for I am a person who sees your hands as their home"❣️

[nomadboy]

أشتقت لأحضانه ، لرائحتهُ ، لتفاصيل شفتيه ، وبراءة عينيه ، ولجمالاً فيه بـ أبهى الصور ..❤️

[nomadboy]

These wounds that the heart carries—who will nurse them back?

[nomadboy]

Del Shekasteh (feat. Hayedeh)

ضبط کر اے دلِ مَجرُوح کہ اِس دُنیا میں .

کون سا دل ہدفِ گردشِ ایّام نہیں

غمِ محبوب و غمِ دَہر و غمِ جاں کی قسم.

ایسے غم بھی ہیں یہاں جن کا کوئی نام نہیں

[nomadboy]

Any relationship is difficult...

But if you want to be there even when everything is bad -

this means it's for real...

[nomadboy]

Never stay there

where there is no soul.

You will die there... from the cold...

[nomadboy]

Loneliness and loves have been going on since eternity and will continue to go on forever. Although darkness would comes on the ways , but the lamps will also continue to lighten up .

[nomadboy]

I'm the one who even accompanies loneliness

My words those is who steal my pain

*Kamal's*

[nomadboy]

That person is even beyond the reach of the eyes

And the heart wants that she be imprisoned in the arms.

[nomadboy]

The cage is sad O friends say something to the pleasant breeze

For God seek In somewhere today be the mention of beloved anyway

What happened to me passed, but O separation's night

My tears have given reason of decor to your destiny.

Faiz’s,  In the way there wasn't a suitable place which attracted us

For that when come out from the heart of beloved, then went directly to the gallows

[nomadboy]

Loyalty. This feeling must be inside. In the heart and soul. Loyalty is not about upbringing, not about principles andIt's not even about respect. None of this works. The only guarantee of one hundred percent fidelity is the lack of desire to touch others, because they are all wrong, just a gray mass of other people's bodies. Because it gives you millions of goosebumps that no one else can cause. Because when you touch the body of a loved one, it’s as if you are touching his soul and you want this soul to be calm, and this person to be happy. And you will not want and will be able to betray him.

[nomadboy]

The wild smell of her hair

awakens his instinct

and the Wolf is reborn in his soul,

That there's only one running on the trail!

Sharpening all its senses,

the soul freezes for a moment

And having tasted the pleasure of sin,

an arrow flies into his heart.

The frantic pulse quickens

and the hot blood flows through the veins,

Drives its fiery circle,

With lust again and again!

[nomadboy]

Sex is finite, but feelings can last a lifetime. This is more than friendship, more subtle than love, and very, very exciting. Taking possession of someone else's body is not a big victory, but taking over someone else's brain...