ʚɞ

جسدٌ في إناء
          خريفٌ خرف

i could feel the fragrance of roses
          because i remember the red night that bloomed one day in May

those memories come back to me when the cold wind blows 

الله لا آله إلا هو ربُ العرشِ العظيم

الله أكبر كبيرًا
          ‏والحمد لله كثيرًا
          ‏وسبحان الله بكرة وأصيلاً.

on a swaying day, on a shaking day
          without a place to rest, I’ve fallen again

again, a spark will grow cleaner

again today, I’m trying to unravel this tangled ball of thread
          trying to see if all these keys fit in the hole

a promise that led like fate

شكرا لأنك كنتِ من قراء رواياتي زمان 
          i appreciate you <3