And when Mahmoud Darwish wrote;
“tumhari gair maujoodgi mein sab theek hai, siwaye mere.”
seen from Mexico
seen from Malaysia
seen from South Africa
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia

seen from China
seen from Azerbaijan
seen from Malaysia

seen from Sri Lanka
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from China

seen from France
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from Russia

seen from Russia
seen from China
And when Mahmoud Darwish wrote;
“tumhari gair maujoodgi mein sab theek hai, siwaye mere.”
A good relationship
is not loud like thunder
it is the quiet rain
that stays.
It is choosing each other
on ordinary days,
when there are no fireworks,
no grand moments—
just two souls
sitting side by side,
feeling enough.
It is laughter that lingers,
after the joke is over,
and silence that feels warm,
not empty.
It is holding on
without holding back,
being seen in your mess
and still being called home.
Not perfect,
not always easy—
but real,
steady,
and soft in all the right places.
A good relationship
is not about finding someone flawless,
it’s about finding someone
who makes even your broken pieces
feel beautifully whole.
from my journal, may 3rd 2023
Home
Where is your home? They ask
I just stare into their eyes and back to the ground
What could I say?
All that's left of it is rumbles and scars
They destroyed it in front of me
And I couldn't do anything
They were powerful
I, helpless
So they destroyed the only place I'd known
I watched as I saw my entire city burn
Weeping children, raped dead bodies
Lost family, dreams, hopes, aspirations
I escaped from there
Not everyone could
I saw many die and
Part of me died with them
So here I am a walking skeleton
Existence at question
Asked about my home that's gone
All that's left of it is rumbles, scars and memories of time that would never return
Where is my home they ask
But what do I answer
My home isn't home anymore
Where do I belong?
~ Gayathri, @lemmebegirls
“You and I”
new poetry by me 🤎
The respect and expectancies usually disappear before the feelings of fondness and love die ~MSR
[citrus; a series, part 1]
art + poetry + photography
music, art and poetry
#haiku
"Her heart is a symphony,
My writing about her in an art,
And together they make poetry."
Thank you for the prompt @lunameraki
Happy monday everyone 🙏💙
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