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a small token of kindness ( 21st january 2023 )
bruised october, champagne bread; weeping permissions and tightened braids. a mother of brass, windows of pages; ebbs of midnight, divided miseries.
copper sprain, malachite oxygen; birds of meetings, broken silences. venn of the woods, the wind and the windpipe; foreign vowels, submerged wrinkles. wet crayons, scents of blue; crisp metaphors and pigeon hues.
palms of desserts, midnight sober; fire that slips, a womb of sonnets. lemonade poems, an annihilating waist; casual grave, a whisper of conclusions. a poet of confessions, a sky of sin; sacred rain, storm antique.
blurry opals and cigarette soliloquies; swaying septum and a bouquet of tattood ribs. spine of butter, vinegar patio; breastbone shelter, cronus love. white doorstep, a welcome ghost; trees forget leaves, winter shrinks bones.
#adropofhumanity
a small token token kindness (01st january 2023)
steadfast sunsets, crooked mornings; lake a crowd of gleaming mournings. lyrics that burn, bones hopeless; tongue of wind, it rarely stays. a future of magma, temple and cityscape; humans among humans, a home bereft.
a birth that bleeds, a firmament of fleeting wisps; feet smelling of earth, lips a facade, what we appreciate. filigree like rain, a blush of darker reign; summer distorted, desert a burning lace. panaroma of a kaleidoscope, a bard like grackle; pits of doubt and a park of frission.
jardin de tuileries, seeds of breezes; memory endearments and waves of freedom. satin scents, devoted petals; barricaded branches and canvas of dripping enchantments. convivial music, lily trenchants; reflective denouements, fulgent waterfalls of wisterias.
violent fears, chalices of secrets; numbing encouragements, frosted vanilla. oscillating mountains, cloved cessations; tainted vicolos, bricks of dried redolences. parasols of petrichor, labyrinth of moonflowers; tower of desire, rose precipices. keep a smile, with flowers divine; they grow not on well made roads but through the rough womb of mother earth.
#adropofhumanity
Assalamualaikum appi apne jawab nhi diya
Assalamualaikum my name is NAMRA i hope you are good♥️☺️
I know it seems awkward but can you tell me the name of the book which you mention in ufaan-e - suroor whose character name is FAHAD
https://www.wattpad.com/story/292948301? Hey dear, could you please mind giving my ‘ The tangled love’ a try? It's my ongoing book. Feel free to vote and comment, I would heartly appreciate sweetheart, thank you.
Hey
Hope you are doing well if you have some time please check out my stories
1.My Mom's Personal Diary
2. Another MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN
3.Longing Hearts 2
And
4. Another Hate Love Story
Last two are sequel of Another MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN, which is my most loved and readed book.
They all are complete books, I Hope you will like them
_Naaz Jamal
a small token of kindness [25th june 2022]
maps of mishaps, fortune stored in cages; where the sun has set, fate has begun its appraisal.
past and past, walks the line of lotuses; threaded veins and hearts made of needles.
daisy deaths and massacres; bodies of dust and rotten comforters.
murky predators, red velvet throats; beaches and octobers, stubborn sea salt.
what hurts water, how can it be pure? venom as sweet as rose poison, lemon juice and milk of a mother.
build a home, breathe into life, hold the thorn, hold the daffodil; keep the tendrils of vulnerability under the sky.
fight against the clock frozen with ink, the mind that has burrowed itself in air filled with tender knives.
as water cuts a stone, as snow rests upon the gold; a drop of tear left unnoticed in a desert.
hairs and springs of a fountain blue, the stars drenched in velvet; pearls that drown the earth in rain.
winks of clouds and veil of the sun; wars a home of the old, the blood soaked land a curse for the young.
petrichor rings the bell, the rain carries your shadows and envelopes; fostered flowers caressed by dirt.
how many a petal we throw to the forests, radical hope and cottage courage; and when the light is dim, surrender to the storm starving.
words and willow trees, pines and fallacies; what is empty, talks, the air and the wings of tongues.
how many silences are bribed with the musk of hearts; how many poisoned, entrapped, by the scar of youth?
they say life is a journey; nay, life is a house that was once lived in; insipid and defensive.
#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)
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I am new here.
"Secret Admirer" that's my first book. Take a look and do like comment and share.
I will be overwhelmed.
Lots of love♥️