Rifa_Fathma_

Assalamualaikum/ hey!
          
          If you are someone who love to hide their face behind the book which contains mysterious stuff with a touch of spirituality to connect you to the characters in a deeper way, then check out my new book.
          
          'A Mazed Heart' contains a mysterious plot, thrilling tale and a lot of suspense to indulge in. 
          
          If you love the Mystery/Thriller genre, then check out this book.
          
          It's also a spiritual book focusing mainly on spirituality from varied dimensions. Check out this book if you are intrigued by this genre.
          
          Attaching the link of AMH below. 
          
          And yeah, don't forget to leave your thoughts. It is the only prize and price an author gets for all of his hardwork :)
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/312750473?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Rifa_Fathma_&wp_originator=Fo3MWHD9zR74KHlBHQwq4Lj1bsudc4GRMxWcNedIA%2FnfN%2BEISo30jJ7LBHsJlavPpd65uBRjM8rhoxajgbIrddydUKEGmqhZgLBjkBpV

adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness (09th june 2022) 
          
          mourning shades, earth a rustic moon; candle soldiers, sunset roars. glass of wind, a sea that chimes; struggling lungs, alveoli of pride. circles sacred, birds and barks; persistent melodies, life a screaming scar. half of ourselves, half of earth; skeptical rules and societal lusts. 
          
          summer lightning and thunderous rainbows, yesterday's reflection in today's waters. blooming trains and grieving whistles; gravity a fork, humans fixated. ripening fruit like a sturdy kettle, boiling season as a cloudless friend. 
          
          birds of the night, mediterranean lungs; lace of glory, air a crochet undone. toes of rhythm, seventh sense; sweetness of earth's roots, pears engraved as tendrils in veins. brightness of fog, of a breath fuzzy; life in the woman's womb, a universe- like history. life blurry, a home of shadows; night, death and the womb, bringers of awakeness. 
           #adropofhumanity 
          
          (do not fear the dark; we came from it, we came from wombs)

adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness (06th June 2022) 
          
          smells of mornings, bright and blue; forgotten daisies and burning bones. birds steadfast, stories of wings; ember pride, muffled grief. seasons hungry and to the brim filled with lust, whimpering bones deceived by bare touch. a hand of home, a home citrus; constellation curves etched in scars of distress. 
          
          mild and mangled, abandoned chords; blood canopies and sunset cliffs. thorns of love and hummingbird shadows; screaming tears of fountained water. teach me; speak of it, bother me with the blossoms of december. juvenile stings, hearts unaged; why does pain age, when hearts do not? 
          
          rain like music, a fantasy untamed; a heart of freedom, an organ clumsy. hedonist flames and dulcet hours; a momentary connection, blurred palms. understand so much, and understand it well; what cannot be tolerated will be banished like the moon.  
           #adropofhumanity