اِنَّ رَبَّکَ ہُوَ اَعۡلَمُ بِمَنۡ ضَلَّ عَنۡ سَبِیۡلِہٖ ۪ وَ ہُوَ اَعۡلَمُ بِالۡمُہۡتَدِین۔
بیشک تیرا رب اپنی راہ سے بہکنے والوں کو خوب جانتا ہے ، اور وہ راہ یافتہ لوگوں کو بھی بخوبی جانتا ہے ۔
~القلم
🌸🖤
Lucifer loves to take many forms
trust worthy eyes hide the devil horns
preying on the weak got you feeling tough?
praying on my knees, have you had enough?
I held my hands in the air and you held a knife at my back
you always say that you care
but actions speak lounder than that
broken promises, broken point of view
broken thoughts on all that you put me through
all that aside I kept trying with you
you crossed the line trying to break me too
really nothing else left that I can say
lie everytime you look me in the face
believing you is my biggest mistake
It's about time
we break the ties
set them ablaze 🎶✨
Her eyes are like molten coffee beans,
"YES, I DO WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND.
I WANT TO YOUR BEST FRIEND IN THE ENTIRE WORLD.
I WANT SO MANY THINGS, I WANT YOUR MIND. YOUR STRENGTH. I WANT TO BE WORTH YOUR TIME.
I WANT TO FEEL YOUR SKIN ON FIRE. I WANT TO FEEL YOUR HEART RACING NEXT TO MINE AND I WANT TO KNOW IT'S RACING BECAUSE OF ME, BECAUSE YOU WANT ME.
BECAUSE YOU NEVER, NEVER WANT ME TO STOP. I WANT EVERY SECOND. EVERY INCH OF YOU.
I WANT ALL OF IT.
I'M SO-I'M SO DESPERATLY IN LOVE WITH YOU-"
~AARON WARNER
"I WANT YOU, I WANT ALL OF YOU. I WANT YOU INSIDE AND OUT AND CATCHING YOUR BREATH AND ACHING FOR ME LIKE I ACHE FOR YOU.
IT'S NEVER BEEN A SECRET. I'VE NEVER PRETENDED I WANTED ANYTHING LESS.
YES, I DO WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND. I WANT TO BE THE FRIEND YOU FALL HELPLESSLY IN LOVE WITH. THE ONE YOU TAKE INTO YOUR ARMS AND INTO YOUR BED AND INTO THE PRIVATE WORLD YOU KEEP TRAPPED IN YOUR HEAD.
I WANT TO BE THAT KIND OF FRIEND. THE ONE WHO WILL MEMORISE THE THINGS YOU SAY AS WELL AS THE SHAPE OF YOUR LIPS WHEN YOU SAY THEM. I WANT TO KNOW EVERY CURVE, EVERY FRECKLE, EVERY SHIVER OF YOUR BODY.
I WANT TO KNOW WHERE TO TOUCH YOU.
I WANT TO KNOW HOW TO TOUCH YOU.
I WANT TO CONVINCE YOU TO DESIGN A SMILE JUST FOR ME.
You make my heart clenched
My breathing difficult, short
When you said my secrets
Are worthy and beautiful
All my scars seem stars to you
Shining, pretty and memories
My rage is like lightening on sky
My silence is a melody sweet
You said one sentence
And it made myself fall for me.
"Don't forget these," he says, holding up the knife and lacy strap. "You're not going unprotected."
"Wouldn't dream of it." I murmur, enraptured by him. My heart clogs in my throat when he lowers himself before me.
"What are you doing?" I breathe, watching his long fingers reach out and grab my ankle.
"Placing the crown on my queen," he croons.
"What do you mean?" I mumble distractedly,
"A crown symbolizes power. That's what this knife is for you."
🖤✨
But the pain barely registers when it's so fucking loud inside my head. It's clouded with fury, and every goddamn organ in my body feels as if they're in a blender.
"My little mouse is gone.
She's been stolen from me.
And the man behind it is the same man that I knew had a vendetta against her. And I left him alive.
I fucking let him go on living, stewing in the anger that I caused."
Chest pumping, I dig harder, bright red bubbling from where the glass slices into my skin.
when I'm done, I drop the shard, my entire body vibration.
"I failed Addie."
"And I'll never let myself forget it."
"Not with the rose now carved over my heart."
🖤🥀
I spin, searching for the biggest shard I can find, and snatch it from the floor, ignoring the jagged edges slicing into my skin. And then I grab smaller one with a sharp point before straightening again.
Holding out the large chunk before me, I position it until it's angled just right serving as my new mirror. Using the smaller piece, I dig the tip into my skin and start carving.
I go slow, my movements shaky from the tremors racking my body. The glass slips in my hold from both the blood pouring out of my knuckles and from where the edges are biting into my skin, and I continuously have to readjust, creating more cuts.
----
He wants to claim a place in my heart, but that place is a vacuum of emptiness that he will never be capable of filling.
"Those therapists didn't get it. I didn't want to heal. I wanted to burn. I wanted to bleed. I wanted to feel every scorching lick of pain.
And soon, the person responsible for that pain would feel it too. One thousandfold."
~Alex
مجھے خود سے بھی نہیں ہے، مجھے تم سے کیا توقع۔
If you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first who ever did.
یہ دل بھی دامنِ یوسف ہے، چاک چاہتا ہے۔
People. People. Endless noise.
And I'm so tired. And I would like to sleep under trees; red ones, blue ones, swirling passionate ones.
the good thing about memories is that they fade away
میں اسے نہیں چھوڑ سکتی کرم۔۔۔ وہ لالچی ہے، گھٹیا ہے، لیکن مجھ سے محبت کرتا ہے۔
کرم بول نہیں سکا۔۔۔ پوری کائنات جیسے محبت کے نام پر فریب کھانے کو تیار تھی۔ جن کی عقلیں ساری دنیا کے سامنے چلتی تھیں، محبت کے سامنے آ کر بند ہو جاتی تھیں۔
~من و سلویٰ
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