Ghalib

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Ghalib
will return to the places we once walked,
To the stones where we carved our names,
To the corners where our laughter lingered,
To the moments when time stood still.
I will return to the rivers and mountains that watched us,
I will return —
Not for love, but to mourn its passing,
To grieve the death of us.
For it was only me who truly felt it.
Kitni asaani se milti hai tadbeerein kisiko,koi umr bhar rehta hai sajda rawaan.
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Art is only beautiful if you understand it.
For so long,I thought why isn’t it so that we see and reflect on things..I see the stars and galaxies and the moon and trees and the sun and the beauty in someone’s smile,suddenly,I’m certain,God exists,that’s not even a question anymore but everyday I’m reassured,I look at people and their honesty and I see there’s got to be something that created the Truth and all the attributes of Truth,how can truth just exist when we as humans are barely capable of it,how is it that we see the earth and all the beautiful things that already exist here,we haven’t contributed to it any way,but still we need miracles but what is a miracle if not simply being.I stare at the skies hoping to see an angel but instead I catch the clouds floating,the sky changing colours and the rain ofcourse.And then the sun replaced by the moon and the moon,at it’s perfect place as every night.How do we not see?
Here’s another original thought:
They call it ugly when it’s rare! ;)
For people like us,
They scavenge, take pieces of us,the parts they find beautiful, useful and patch their own voids with them,echo's of us,stolen conveniently,fragments of our poetries,our essence and our reasons,they quote our words,wear our thoughts,build their image from the bones of our truths.
Without the weight,the depth and sorrow of carrying it all inside, they dress it up as their own,romantically as they could,our scars glorified,they marvel how deeply we think and how fiercely we feel because they are incapable of drowning the way we have, So they take the easy pieces that they understand, and leave the painful,unfathomable remains behind,untouched.
(The book I am)
Written by Yours truly
Probably big eyes reflect big heart,I love deeply and honestly and keeping in mind that God is watching and angels are writing,so I love with all my heart,I stay true to my soul,If a friend asks for an advice,I speak,knowing God is watching,when i see wrong,the least I do is I speak against it,I don’t want to sign up for the wrath of God,and when I see,I see with my heart,a child in everyone,innocent and truth,but it always gets me into trouble,always.Probably my heart is too old,I’m told im too nice and it’s despicable,I’m told it’s unrealistic,probably it is,maybe I’m a lot to catch up with,I’m too much,too emotional and sensitive,child like,too caring and so on,maybe I’m not meant to receive love,I’m only meant to give and drown in sadness of being unloved,maybe my idea of love is just fairy tales,I ask for the smallest happiness,I ask for care and affection,for someone to call home and someone to talk to,a friend,someone who for once sees the little girl in me and without the intentions to take advantage of my kindness,someone who wants to be gentle to me for once,nobody ever saw me for me.thats tragedy!
We always want comfort from the same people who hurt us!!
Teri aankhon ke siwa duniya mein rakha kya hai? Faiz
“All roads lead to you, even those I took to forget you.”
Mahmoud Darvish
Qaasid,
Payaam e shauq ko dena boht na tuul,Kehna faqat yeh unse,aankhein taras gayi:)
(Qaasid = messenger
Payaam = message
Shauq = deep longing / yearning
Tuul = extend
Faqat = simply)
بيني وبينك في أسرار وبتعرف أحزاني
I always thought
"Why is a good thing that Allah created us,we wouldn't have to deal with any of this if we didn't exist."
But i think from not existing to being, to have being created by the Lord himself and knowing the fact that the lord created us on purpose,each one of us, the purpose is to seek,and to be able to seek is what we should be thankful for.
Na hota mai toh kya hota.. Kuch na hota toh Khuda hota..
Allah سُبْحَٰنَهُۥ وَتَعَٰلَىٰ is Al-Muntaqim (in Arabic: ٱلْمُنْتَقِمُ), The One who victoriously prevails over His enemies and punishes them for their sins. Allah is most patient, but the time will come when justice must be given. Avoid things which Allah سُبْحَٰنَهُۥ وَتَعَٰلَىٰ has forbidden, for He is swift and just with His punishment and does not let trespassing go unaccounted for.
Here’s autumn for you!!! Kashmir ❤️
P.S my heart is in pieces for palestine 🇵🇸
Keep praying and don’t despair in the mercy of Allah!
Ask me about love….
A lot of unsaid things,a lot of unresolved traumas,a lot of things that we are trying to forget about,a lot of things that consume us as we are patiently enduring the pains of simply being.
The moon is beautiful yes because it reminds us of Allah,the master and creator of beauty,the one and only.To him belongs everything that exists and we all shall perish and he is everlasting,yes the moon is beautiful because it’s comforting to realise,how our Lord beautifully created every detail and how we don’t ever have to worry about anything but ourselves and how we can become better and beautiful people by His grace.
Waiting for the sweetness of patience