Is it raining? Is the sun out?

are you taking care of your heart?

[noor-ul-layl]

this is my home. it's my hut. my cottage. i keep leaving pieces of my heart everywhere. will you fly away? here, i got a cookie for you 🍪 is it poisoned? I dont know. don't fly away. dont stay either.

[djglory]

God whatever is not meant for me please move it so far away from me that even my conscious doesn’t remember it

[eduardoseco]

“ Cuentos de la Alhambra”     ©Eduardo Seco

[3ayyn]

“ولا غالب إلا الله”

[julaibib]

A beautiful street and mosque in Bosnia

[farisjax]

يا حبيب، إلى من أشكو همومي وأحزاني؟

O Beloved, to whom shall I complain of my worries and griefs?

فقل لي: من لي سواك يا الله؟

Tell me: who do I have besides You, O Allah?

[perriaeyjeve]

[natives]

A house swept to sea by the 2011 tsunami that struck northern Japan. Photo: U.S. Navy

[the-wolf-and-moon]

NGC 2207 and IC 2163, Angel Wing

[the-wolf-and-moon]

M74, Phantom Galaxy

[scorpionlafemme]

[bloombound]

[halimah90]

يارب.

[heartbeatsallah]

Al-Hasan al-Basri said:

“This dunya is only three days: yesterday has gone and cannot return, tomorrow you may never reach, and today is yours, so work in it.”

Mentioned by Abū Nuʿaym in Hilyat al-Awliyā’ (2/148)

books of zuhd (ascetic reminders) attributed to Al-Hasan al-Baṣrī.

[quoteastic]

Sometimes you think that you want to disappear but all you really want is to be found.

[noor-ul-layl]

Allah ta'ala help, take my hand and HELPPPPPPPPPPPP 10:39pm

2:14am edit: it feels like he did take my hand,

[noor-ul-layl]

I feel like i cannot edit old poems

they are concrete,

frozen

it's not an article

It's something from the heart

It cannot be tinkered with

It cannot be unstitched,

It wouldn't be fair to put it apartl

layer by layer

word by word

it is hidden under a wooden table

i must not ask her to show herself

I must let her stay there

she has a home under the wooden table

she cannot quite explain to you

what that home feels like

i will tell you

it feels like melancholy and warm chocolate and a blanket hug

she won't say it in words

you have to hear in another language a language of hearts

you must have a heart

you must knowthere is a heart

and it does more than just beat

you must know

and you must have it

you must okay?

don't listen

don't clasp your ears

i am not screaming

i am not whispering

It is just you

And your heart

Listen

If you must

29 December 2025 1:28 pm

[plangentia]

one of my favourite things about tumblr is how it's all lovingly handpicked. there's no algorithm forcing things onto your feed, but instead long chains of mutuals and followers passing posts around simply because they liked it and ooh, maybe you might like it too. the entire website runs on people's sheer love of other people's posts and it's probably the best thing about this website. at least it's definitely the reason that this place feels more like a community than any other social media.