...My mother loves me and there is nothing more to say. I love my mother and there is nothing more to say. I pray and pray that I don't become her someday, and there is nothing more to say.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
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...My mother loves me and there is nothing more to say. I love my mother and there is nothing more to say. I pray and pray that I don't become her someday, and there is nothing more to say.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
(source)
Pyaar jab jab zameen par utaara gya, zindagi tujhko sajde mein waara gya
I will leave such an imprint on your heart that anyone you entertain after me will have to know me in order to understand you.
Some of us get dipped in flat, some in satin, but every once in a while you find someone who's iridescent.
- Flipped (Movie)
History has failed us, but no matter.
One of the Greatest First Lines of a Novel
Ngl, sometimes I romanticize the mental trauma I get when my lovers play with my heart 'cause during that time I get a creative push to write more beautiful poems than usual. I know, weird kink, right?🌝
Confide in me, and watch how I turn your every sorrow into incandescent poetry.
"Khud se karke guft-gu, koi kaise jeeye,
Ishq to Laazmi sa hai zindagi ke liye"
“When I think about you in huge doses, I drown in despair, in longing, in guilt. I learned to think of you in tiny rations like meals delivered to my plate, three times a day. Each time enough to nourish me, to make me hope, to keep my heart alive.”
— Dawn Lanuza
do u ever wonder if people wonder about you? like maybe they saw something today that reminded them of u. or they heard ur name , or they just really miss u or ur voice. i just wonder who wonders about me
the best kisses are about the hands
the kiss by francesco hayez // the kiss by gustav klimt // the meeting on the turret stairs by frederic william burton // the kiss by auguste rodin and details
Deeshab ke tu az mehr ba baam
Mehr baam aamada boody aamada boody
Saw you coming on the terrace next to full moon, you were prettier.
"Burey hain kya itne,
tum aa na sakey yun milney"
I've this weird habit. Whenever I'm sad or not feeling good. I start taking Good care of myself. I eat good food. I excercise.
And I was scared, not because I loved her. But because I had never loved like this before.
"A university degree, four books & hundreds of articles and I still make mistakes when reading. You wrote me "Good Morning" and I read it as "I Love You".
-Mahmoud Darwish
I don't think there's a feeling
named after what I'm feeling.
It's a feeling like breaking
but while I'm healing
from a wound that isn't there.
- thodabewakoof