Tangled In The Web

Hi! I'm Umm E Rubab and behind the curtain of this name,I'm infinite.

[thoughtswovenintoaweb]

You were still breathing when i buried you,

I’ll always have your blood on my hands.

[minuty]

[thoughtswovenintoaweb]

Oh the moonlight;

Come shine over me,

Illuminate me ,

The energy i hold within,

Will radiate,

I’ll spin round and round,

Until i fall to the ground,

But eventually rise towards the sky,

Oh the skies;

Embrace me,

Hold onto me,

The ground seems so afar,

And the dreams feel so nearby,

It’s made me vulnerable,

I’ve become vulnerable,

I’m away for good,

But one touch,

And I’ll fall,

Fall back to the pits of reality,

My home, my abode.

-URA

[thoughtswovenintoaweb]

•listen to the music of my melancholy•

"You're too late" I whispered to the intruder as i felt feeble under the weight of my emptiness.

Yes he was too late!..... Because what he came searching for,was long gone. Like a bird finally set free. Like a sunset. Drowning deep down with a thousand secrets embedded in its hollowness. Nobody knows where it went and nobody ever will.

For the things that have been set free,were never meant to be caged.

I wish you'd have come by earlier so I'd show you around.Show you the palace of abandoned promises, the plague stricken walls of loyalty,the temple of failure,the shrine of my hopes,the grave of my laughter,and the ashes of my joy.

Apart from all this i'd still let you climb the mountain of my trust. Evergreen,tall and frail as ever. One moment You'd claim to see everything;Everything that once existed within me. And the other moment it'd be nothing but a heap of vague fantasies.

for I'm a mirage of all the mirages.

I am unknown to my ownself.

I exist in my state of non-existence.

And I am a stronghold of my nothingness.

-URA

[thoughtswovenintoaweb]

HERMETIC “Why do you have such magical eyes?” He asked her as he stared into the twisted and twirled pattern of her eyeballs,not studying them just drowning in them,getting lost into the world they held inside them…the mesmerising mazes that’d cast a spell on you and would draw you inside them. She couldn’t help but laugh uncontrollably breaking her gaze she’d set upon him,her elbow slipped from above her leg,her hand from underneath her chin and she turned her face in the other direction,to laugh fully. Not because she had an ugly smile but the idea,that she wouldn’t let someone see her happy because they might misunderstand that they’re capable of making or breaking the momentum of her happiness. That no thief would be able to steal it from her. It was HER smile. She wanted to be free…..independent. When she turned her face back towards me,she was serious,her smile fading away,her eyes deepening and darkening …..becoming hollow. She held my gaze and i felt a bit uncomfortable but somehow managed to look her in the eye,tenderly yet passionately. I drew my face closer to hers,her gaze slipped from my eyes onto my lips,her look was meaningful,wanting and promising. I knew what she wanted and under her spell,i felt my face move nearer to hers but just then her eyelashes fluttered and the eyelids flung open. Looking at me the same way but there was something different and unsettling…as if she was a statue staring into the space,her gaze meaningless and empty. As i moved away from her,i felt utterly stupid and dumb that i had misunderstood her motives. I didn’t dare to look at her again but when i sneaked a glance her way,which felt like after ages.she was still staring at me,smiling. A mocking smile.a smile that held no regrets,made no promises and had no goals to achieve. A smile that wasn’t caged,couldn’t be caged. A smile that knew its worth-that meant nothing in the whole universe could buy it. It made me angry and perplexed As I couldn’t comprehend why she was smiling and what it was that she wanted. She was protected via a shield that nobody could break through. She would let you look at her or even stare at her but wouldn’t give you the slightest idea of what sight she was seeing. She would let you talk to her but wouldn’t give her treasure away. She would let you touch her but wouldn’t let you hold her close enough. She would let you love her but would never allow herself to adore anyone but her own self. She was hermetic.like a mirror,you could see the reflection and the images in it but could never get a hold of them,not even after trying time and again,till you’d be no more. She’d remain a mystery.She could make you trip and would let your world spin with just a single smile and her look. That vacant,overflowing look.

[thoughtswovenintoaweb]

My ember of gold

“Come back here! I’m not done yet” he giggled as he leaped in,to grab her hand. And they both ran after eachother in the lawn for another 10 minutes and when he couldn’t run any more,he gave in. Putting his palms against his knees,he struggled to inhale some air as he kept on laughing and she stood nearby,looking at him;her hand on her mouth,shyly giggling,her hair half open;gold-brown locks glimmering in the setting sun. Her tiara of flowers toppling sideways. As she stood there,he looked at her,sweat dripping from his face. His laughter fading away,stroke after stroke and eventually his breathe evened out. He bent over a little more before he stood right up and tilting his head sideways,he probed with his eyes on to her goddess like figure,standing a feet away from him. Noticing his gaze,She instantly stopped laughing,standing straight-up,her hands down,holding the sides of her peach coloured gown. Her face grew pink as if embarrassed and she looked at him one last time before she glued her eyes onto the mud-house he’d been making for her this afternoon. Her foot drawing half-circled moons on the soft ground. She wouldn’t….couldn’t look him in the eye. Something he always failed to comprehend. He slowly advanced towards her with a considerate smile crossing his face. She stood there in the exact same posture- as if someone had cast a spell on her and she wouldn’t look up. As he came closer to her…so close he could see the freckles on her cheek(7…still seven of them,he thought to himself and smiled despite himself) While the other cheek remained under the veil of her gold locks. He could feel his hand lift upwards and he couldn’t….wouldn’t resisit touching her face and tucking her hair behind the ears-only if he could.

As his hand was inches away from her face, the sun glistened the last of its gold light,the figure of a goddess that stood still in her place started to shimmer just like the gold dust. He looked in anguish and perplexity as the whole figure turned into a heap of gold sprinkle. He held his breathe as he did not want to blow it away. He could’ve taken his life away for the sake of not breathing. But In a matter of moments, the shattering ember of gold was swirled away by the on-blowing wind and he stood there,his upward moving hand,closed into a fist now. Sweat replaced by the tear droplets.

How foolish of him,he let it happen again! Just like every single day,He let her fool him into believing she was still alive.

[amargedom]

It was no ordinary friendship. We were inseparable, constantly being separated. I’ve realized that no matter where you are or who you’re with, I will always truly, completely love you.”

Love, Rosie

(via amargedom)

[amargedom]

Time is the longest distance between two places.

Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie

(via amargedom)

[thoughtswovenintoaweb]

"She still wanders inside me"....

I kept seeing her in my nightmares,night after night. She didn't scare me or something like that--but there was something in the content that I failed to comprehend,something that'd compell me to break the web laid upon me and i would wake up in middle of the night ,begging for some air...air that didn't carry her scent in it. I didn't want to see her face or anything at all that reminded me of her but it was crystal clear that she had carefully implanted several chunks of herself in everything that existed in the universe...no matter how small or big,how far or near...i could feel her presence everywhere. I remember when I bought a rope from the store to strangle myself in order to set myself free from her trap but as soon as i touched it, it turned into her braid and i could see her weaving it neatly and ever so slowly. I remember running back to my apartment,bathed in sweat, anguish and helplessness. I didn't try to attempt suicide,again. Every night i see darkness,bloodshed,chaos.but amidst all this she blooms in like a rose in a stagnant pond of water. She looks nothing like the part of a nightmare. She is the exact opposite of the scenario. When there is darkness and hullabaloo around,she walks in peacefully holding a candle in her hands. A gentle smile crossing her face. It freaks me out and i fail to comprehend anything! Why is she so indifferent,peaceful and serene?when she's surrounded by nothing but bizzare environment and sick situations. After loving her endlessly! it's impossible for hatred to build a castle named after her ,inside my heart. It's been 7 years since i murdered her. But its me who's killed everyday.

Although,She doesn't live with me,she still wanders inside me. -URA

[songofanothersummer]

I never noticed how words taste until I began to savor your name.

Brittany Rubio, Invocation. (via songofanothersummer)

[quotemadness]

There is a place in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that space.

Charles Bukowski (via star-eaters)

[gnarlz-bukowski]

I can almost understand why people leap from bridges.

Charles Bukowski (via star-eaters)

[thoughtswovenintoaweb]

God

If some day i lose all my senses and claim that i am god! I know you'd choose to be an atheist. -URA

[thoughtswovenintoaweb]

The whisper

I’ve found faith pour down into the cracks inside my soul like a smouldering cement being poured down into a broken road to fill in the gaps. The gaps created by the heavy load on the road when it is unable to take it anymore,it cracks open and drifts apart….ripping apart so quickly you don’t even know when it happened but ever so slowly,making sure every shred of your flesh registers the pain in a way there is no room left for you to heal. It’s the drifting apart of your own soul that you can’t control. The howls that echo through your hollowness making your existence tremble beneath your struggles. It’s not easy to decide how to heal yourself when all you’ve got around you is the blood from your own wounds and the ecstasy stands still staring into your hopeless soul,close enough,you could touch it but far enough that you wouldn’t. I believe There’s a constant fight going on between your heart and your soul. None wins. They lose to you, a battle inside you! ............. -"For you”,both whisper.

[thoughtswovenintoaweb]

Her heart was an ocean filled with sand, Her eyes a galaxy made of ice, Her hope the drought, Her meaning of life the mist, She was altogether a chaos, A tsunami in her own desert.

And you? A drop of rain. Promised her a home in you? URA

[dvoyd]

‘Who am I?’ A question that will forever go unanswered; unknown.

ERROR: IDENTITY.EXE NOT FOUND. | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

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[thoughtswovenintoaweb]

Perfect