Sometimes I think the loneliness inside of me is going to explode through my skin and sometimes I'm not sure if crying or screaming or laughing through the hysteria will solve anything at all.
WALLS
People can become suddenly unbearable
and we feel we have been
so
so
so
fed up with them
or perhaps we're fed up with ourselves
as if there was a container
in which we used to throw
all stray thoughts, unbearable talks
suffering dependency, fake relevancy
and now that container has been filled
no more place to buffer the rays
every word started ringing so hard
in the hall of brain in the heart of walls
and here start our patience crumbling
you stole my words
and spirit to write
all galons of facts
and fictious bites
you touched my soul
like a water pure
but i guess I was iron
getting ironically corrode
remain is haze of words;
clouds of thoughts
lightening of emotions
no drops of cures
no dance of rhythm
no perception's roars
like an empty drum
producing a noice so sour
She's dangerous, when she's hurt. ✨
I fell in that moment. Not fell in love. I just...fell. It was like if I'd been standing on the edge of a cliff my whole life, and finally after meeting him, I felt confident enough to jump. Because for the first time in my life I felt confident enough that I would not land. I would keep flying.
you're in the wind I'm in the water
قفس شناسائی
“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.”
I saw a dream of beautiful...raging, ocean
And when we come down the stars surrounding us suddenly look so dull and lifeless compared to the ones shining in her eyes.
You're mine, Violet.
Only if you're mine.
I've been yours for longer than you could ever imagine.
🖤
مرے خیال کی جولانیاں ہیں لا محدود
اگچہ کشمکش دہر میں اسیر ہوں میں
مرد کی مردانگی طاقت رکھنے کے باوجود اپنی آواز کو مدھم رکھنے میں ہے۔۔ عورت کے سامنے گلا پھاڑنے میں نہیں، کیونکہ وہ عورت کو بھی آتا ہے۔
~ ع ک س
Judge a man by his questions rather than his answers.
اور جو بخل کرتے ہیں اس چیز میں جو الله نے انہیں اپنے فضل سے دی ہر گز اسے اپنے لیے اچھا نہ سمجھیں بلکہ وہ ان کے لئے برا ہے، عنقریب وہ جس میں بخل کیا تھا قیامت کے دن ان کے گلے کا طوق ہو گا، اور الله ہی وارث ہے آسمانوں اور زمین کا اور اللہ تمہارے کاموں سے خبردار ہے۔
~ الاعمران
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"She'll be alright"
Sgaeyl's voice is gentler than she's ever deigned to use with me. But again she didn't choose me because I needed coddling.
She choose me for the scars on my back and the simple fact that I'm grandson of her second rider, The one who didn't make it through the quadrant.
"You don't know that she'll be alright, no one does"
It's been three fucking days and Violet hasn't woken up.
Three never ending days I've spent in this armchair, walking a knife's edge between sanity and madnesses , studying every rise and fall of her chest just to be sure she's still breathing .
My lungs only fill when hers do, and the time between my heart beats is filled with sharp, all consuming fear.
I don't deserve you, but I'm keeping you.
keep it.
you're giving me a weapon after just telling me that you've been deceiving me for months, Riorson?
Absolutely. I have another, and if what the fliers say is true, and venin are headed north, then you might need it. I never lied when I said I can't live without you, Violence.
(He backs away slowly, his lips curving in a sad smile.)
And defenseless women have never been my type, remember?
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