hafsateee

          	‎عيد مبارك❤️
          	
          	تَقَبَّلَ اللهُ مِنَّا وَمِنكُم
          	
          	Wishing you and your family a very happy, prosperous and blissful day ahead, Eid Mubarak!✨

zulayhatuh

Hello.
          Sorry for writing on your message board 
          
          I hope this message finds you well. I'm excited to recommend my book, "Hearts Entwined in Jannah," to you. It's a captivating story that promises daily updates with your support through votes and comments. I sincerely hope you fall in love with my writing. Don't forget to give me a follow if you enjoy the journey.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/358062395?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=_zulayhatuh&wp_originator=3A%2BBQSl%2FTq0zHt22exl6%2FRNZizpAaDk0KWksvVyVm5bB3mbwTmTwoynSm6RryExLci0ErknMNs3OqOfFjZHtZ9T9mbeFiOvMGONgDwFhFtzdHs243x%2BodExVWcuB1XsV
          
          This is a sequel, and if you're intrigued, you can also check out the main book on my profile. I hope both stories resonate with you!
          
          

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