writing poetry for someone is a love language,, someone composing music for you is love language. yes i might be in love why'd you ask

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writing poetry for someone is a love language,, someone composing music for you is love language. yes i might be in love why'd you ask
sunny mild afternoon
and having cake
soaked in butter —
so delightful yet empty —
only if i were easier to love
— z. @frommytypewriter.
PARALLELS: lovers and the multiverse theory.
credits: 1. gaby dunn; 2. tumblr user @arifables / @okayophelia (deactivated) ; 3. tongari; 4. forugh farrokhzad; 5. an instagram user who deleted their account; 6. dulce maría loynaz; 7. natalie diaz; 8. amal el-mohtar.
“words that fill the incomplete conversations i left with the moon.” 🌙 . . .
"i want to be present in something as small as a single raindrop, and something as vast as the sea." 🌊 ~ @virtuosa___ // one of my favorite journal entry that i made with this emotional piece by Maryam Baloch. i say "emotional" because i can relate to it as far as you can imagine. this is one of the oldest entry that i prolly made a year ago, but never posted. ✨ . . . https://www.instagram.com/p/CEgMub-BJxr/?igshid=rbqf3gcpeh8i
i always had a habit of reading books. but not books to be exact, rather online books off of Amazon Kindle or downloaded pdfs. my eyes would drain out about i finished reading, and quite naturally i started to feel reluctant about reading "unphysical" books lately. so here's me posing with a ton of books that i read online but had to have physical books. :\ hoping to share book reviews here very very soon! :) // got these books (from their fb page) at very reasonable rate with a swift delivery from @the_bookshelfbd. i am in awe to see how rarest of collections they have! i got them in paperbacks and the prints are amazing. got them delivered on a rainy day, but the books were spotless! they're a must check out! 🤩 https://www.instagram.com/p/CEdn6gQBAxR/?igshid=tw91uzujs45i
imagine being the subject of someone's poetry
[to the women.] i am ready to drench myself in the tears of every women that ever cried. i am sure that each teardrops would make ponds into rivers; rivers into seas and seas into oceans. oceans - larger than anything at least this way the women would know how to swim. https://www.instagram.com/p/CDih1qahHsz/?igshid=1gwgulnwggwhl
oatmeal cookies are totally on my baking therapy list now. okay i allow y'all to be jealous 🍪 . . .
‘99 - an overwhelming and sacred number.’ 🕊️ . . .
eid mubarak y'all. this quarantined eid reminds me of nothing more than تنہائی (loneliness). 🕊️ study pressure is paused for a while. had a super productive Ramadan. bought no clothes this time and my cupboard couldn’t be any happier. eid-visiting-ritual-to-grandma’s-house done via video call. LITERALLY asking relatives to send eidie through bKash (yes i took that meme too seriously). i can’t figure out how i forced my brother to take these pictures in blazing heat and turned out how exactly i wanted. life is good. ALHAMDULILLAH. 🌻 . . .
“کہو ، کیا تم خوشیاں فروخت کرتے ہو?” ‘say, do you sell happiness?’ ✨🌻 ~ unknown disclaimer : being a bengali, everyone is gonna bash me with 'rajakaar’ on the comments, but here’s what it is. i’ve never felt more close to Pakistan and it’s beautiful culture, until a year ago. more precisely, i really never took a glance at 'urdu’, but now when i did, i can’t stop falling in love with how diverse and uniformed it is at the same time. all these aren’t coming abnormally from thin air, i believe. my roots do hail from Iraq, Afghanistan and Pakistan prior to Bangladesh. i’m so glad i came to know about this, thanks to my genealogist great grandfather. here’s my first post with urdu on it and i’m so proud 💕 . . .
“it is not the eyes that are blind, but the hearts.” ~ Surah Al-Hajj, Ayah 46. 🌻 #anayataday #anayatadayjournal this worldly life has turned our hearts into soft irons - away from God, nearer to Doom. this ayah from Surah Al-Hajj is a warning from Allah and an opportunity to turn back to Him in this holy month of Ramadhan. This ayaat from Surah Al-Hajj have been close to my heart since forever and now i have put it on my art journal too! @ohareeba thanks so much an ayat a day journaling idea! . . .
dear 2019, i’m sorry i took you for granted. 📸 : @bipasha_3301 . . .
‘and you should see me when my heart is broken. i don’t grieve, i shatter.’ ✨ words by: @rupikaur_ . . .
tea has become just a great part of me, out of the blue. i’ve always thought to myself that i am a coffee person and kept that tea person suppressed in a corner of my mind. an evening without tea would mean i left my routine incomplete. my head feels helpless and body bare. coffee, has now become an irregular drink. bottom line is tea is my ‘powerstation’, now. ☕ . . .
‘in this human skin i am half war half peace’ 🌊 words by: @noor_unnahar ps: one of my all time FAVORITE piece of poetry. . . .