#thisisafreen

[heartofmuse]

I miss you, my lover, more than my next breath. I am constantly thinking of you and my heart sighs and my body aches to be with you. Your words echo in my mind and I hold your promises as a bouquet of flowers that perfumes my soul. Where this path of love we have both embarked on will lead I do not know but I do know there is no one whose hand I would rather hold while walking it. Keep me safe in your heart, do not forget about me but keep me in every poem, in every song, in every dream, in every ray of moonlight, in every jasmine flower, as I do.

e.v.e.

[thisisafreen]

I’m constantly torn between being weighed down by people and having my spirits lifted by people; I adore humans and despise mankind all at once.

Afreen Razvi, Juxtaposition

[wnq-writers]

That’s the thing about good hearts, they make up excuses in their head on other people’s behalf.

Afreen Razvi

[mirrorworld12]

There are thousands of never ending corridors in her and you haven't seen one of them yet.

There exist cities of darkness inside her and you will never know how they were built .

The story that she told you about the waterfall of stars is actually not a story, but you don't need to know about this.

The golden garden she talked about really exist but you will never know how painfully beautiful it is .

No matter how much you know her

There will always be left few corners in her that you haven't visited and maybe you never will .

Because she is much more you will ever know and she has much more you will ever be able to love about .

mirror💕

( May be love isn't enough or maybe there isn't enough love)

[dg-fragments]

People had a knack of,

Disappointing me when I least expected them,

And they'd surprise me,

When I no longer deemed them capable.

- DG

Inspired by the recent words of @thisisafreen "juxtaposition"

[justanothermuddledkid]

Dreaming a song

No timer counts down to our union. Only the heavens know of that hour. No map leads me to you, or tells me Of the miles that keep us apart, Only time can show us the way. Not the sort that fantasizes future, I know today is all I can claim my own But lately I've been dreaming of how My racing heart will set the beats Twined with the rhythm of rain on leaves. Whistle of winds will mimic a melody born atop the sea, only for us to hear. Clouds will sway and shades of violet will dance in the sky as words from me cascade into your ears in lyrical harmony. The moon's pull will compose a chorus performed by crashing waves of blue In symphony with the song I'd sing to you.

Hira // waiting for you.

Written for the prompt : the song I'd sing to you.

[thisisafreens]

Dear Blind Friend, My eyes have taught me losing your sight in the present won’t matter much, if your vision of the future is intact.

Afreen Razvi, In Plain Sight

[heartofmuse]

Vulnerability laid bare on my skin. Why the silence? Why the lack of words that let me know you miss me as much as I do you? Am I too needy? I don't know if I am, I just know I miss you so. I long for your words of reassurance, to know you think of me as much as I do about you,that you love me as much as I do. Your silence opens my past scars again. I have always loved more than I have ever been loved so doubt rears up its ugly head. My love, too intense, too encompassing, too fierce, it scares most people away. When I love, I love with all I am but maybe you are not the same. We are all different people that life has shaped in different ways. It is not your fault, this intense vulnerability of my heart but a heart that has been so broken tends to be fragile when put together again. Maybe your love will heal me someday but in the meantime am sorry I am this way,that I need you so much but I do, so I beg for your understanding and patience for this, my tender heart.

e.v.e.