February 2010
7 posts
well ok its been sometime now since ive written anything that, made sense, well atleast to me.
my days are spent doing nothing important, i sleep, nap a little after that, play around with my fone, consume internet, eat, pray and then sleep.
yet my thoughts have gone north and east.. blown everywhere but got me nothing so far, i think if i stayed like this longer, i would most defiantly go mad.
...
“the breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. don’t go back to sleep.”
–
rumi
(via scribble-scribbles)
January 2010
19 posts
“i am a kind of paranoiac in reverse. i suspect people of plotting to make me...”
–
j.d salinger
(via scribble-scribbles)
“perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see...”
–
rainer maria rilke
(via scribble-scribbles)
“your heart just breaks, that’s all. but you can’t judge or point fingers. you...”
–
audrey hepburn
(via scribble-scribbles)
scribble-scribbles:
awake my soul mumford and sons
how fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes i struggle to find any truth in your lies and now my heart stumbles on things i don’t know this weakness i feel i must finally show lend me your hand and we’ll conquer them all but lend me your heart and i’ll just let you fall
“Though I know he loves me,
Tonight my heart is sad;
His kiss was not so...”
– Sara Teasdale (via kissez)
“in the depth of winter, i finally learned that within me there lay an invincible...”
–
albert camus
(via scribble-scribbles)
“one day i will find the right words, and they will be simple”
–
jack kerouac
(via scribble-scribbles)
In you I can feel the depth of my words; I know that whenever you read me, it’s always between the lines that matter. Every picture I draw you, you notice the background, it always me there.
- written for DD ..
“perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are...”
–
the unabridged journals of slyvia plath
(via scribble-scribbles)
December 2009
41 posts
“you pierce my soul. i am half agony, half hope. tell me not that i am too late,...”
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persuasion - jane austen
(via scribble-scribbles)
in the dark i hear voices that scare me
i fear that one day, i shall rest in the darkness
my light is not bright, my prayers are not always constant
i am flawed
i am sinful
i’ve tried to cleanse myself with many things
yet im still full of dark clowds that still hasnt rained
i wonder what shall happen when i do rain
i feel bad, i feel bad i feel baad
lalay:
And then the devil said, “I will not cease to lure your followers towards evil as long as their souls are connected to their bodies.” To that, Allah replied, “And I will not stop forgiving them as long as they seek my forgiveness.”
يا ليت شعري كان ذو جودةً
يا ليت شعري كان ذو جودةً
لكنت سهرت الليالي و انا أنحتُ الكلمات عالورق
اّسفةٌ جداّ .. فكيف أعبر عما بداخلي سوى بدموعاً لا جدوى بها
محدودة الكلام أنا .. أتوق لكي أطلق عنان قلمي ..
فبؤساً لكي يا نور .. انكِ لا تجدين الكتابه ..
شاعرة أنا .. لا تحرمني هذا الحق ..
أمرأةٌ أنا .. مرهفة الاحساسِ .. مزاجية القرارتِ
لا تقسو على قلباً دوماً يحاول كسب ما ليس لديه ..
هل أتطلب المستحيل؟ .. لا لا .. أنت...
لا أبالي.., وإنْ أُريقتْ دِمائي فَدِمَاءُ...
يا صميمَ الحياة ! كم أنا في الدُّنيا غَريبٌ أشقى بغُرْبَة ِ نفسي
بين قومٍ، لا يفهمونَ أناشيدَ فؤادي، ولا معاني بؤسي
- أبو القاسم الشابي
“Kisses, even to the air, are beautiful.”
– Drew Barrymore (via kissez)
i need a cigarette
(via lalay)
