Ya Allah, I ask You for Your love, the love of those who love You, and the deeds that will bring me closer to Your love.
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Ya Allah, I ask You for Your love, the love of those who love You, and the deeds that will bring me closer to Your love.
“Kayi saal meinay yehi akhaz kiya kay kisi insaan ka mazboot hona uss ka faisla hota hai. Ek arsa laga yeh samjhnay kay insan ka mazboot hona uss ka faisla nahi, uss ki majburi hoti hai.”
“I'd cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I'd write love poems to the parts of yourself you can't stand. I'd stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I'm not afraid of your dark.”
// Andrea Gibson, Slip Your Mind
"I cried when I first learnt the name Al Jabbaar, because you hear these one word translations like "The Compellor" and you think it's a name which exalts Allah's power, like His Will is executed with force; it's compelled upon us. And this is true, but, Al Jabbaar comes from the root Jabr and so it also means to fix and to restore.
Amr Khaled said, Al Jabbaar is the One who mends the broken heart and the broken spirit and He is the One who restores you when you have been oppressed. And so, when you cry to Al Jabbaar, you are crying to the only One who can and will fix your heart as well as all your problems. Al Jabbaar will heal you, because although we were never taught how to love Allah but Allah has always loved us.
Maine samjha tha ke tu hai to darakhshaan hai hayyaat
When I thoughy since you were, life would always scintillate
Tera gham hai to sham-e-dahar ka jhagra kya hai
That my love's pain being mine, the world’s pain I could despise
Teri soorat se hai aalam mein baharon ko sabaat
Spring becomes long lasting in this world only because of your face
Teri aankhon ke siwa dunya mein rakha kya hai
That nothing in the world was of worth but your eyes;
To jo mil jaye to taqdeer nigoon ho jaye
Were you to be mine, fate would bow low before me.
Yun na tha maine faqat chaha tha yun ho jaye
It was not so; it was only my wish that it were so;
—Faiz Ahmad Faiz
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When Taylor swift said "Its me Hi I am the problem its me.." and Tehzeeb Haafi wrote "shakh se patta gire, barish ruke, badal chhatein.. Main hi to sab kuch ghalat karta hoon, acha theek hai.."
i don’t think i’ll ever not be suicidal. and i don’t think that’s a bad thing.
i hope i die at my happiest. at my most complete.
Poets are the painters of human experience, capturing the colors of their heart in verse.
— agelesslibrary
like why have we convinced ourselves that being cold, emotionless and detached is somehow enlightened and healthy
do you ever have the feeling that you suffered something traumatic as a kid but you can’t quite figure out what it was?
delusional woman seeks comfort in a digital world ….
just a girl who was only meant to exist to put on lip gloss and read books. yet was tragically forced to do other things
“𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑, 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑒.”
—C.P. Cavafy, The City
— Susan Sontag, from “Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963”
— Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to Stanley Pennell
lo chali main, apne trauma ki baaraat leke
the urge to stay up late when you know you have to wake up early in the morning like girl just why do you loathe yourself so much