rosina_kiara

Hi everyone.
          	Chapter 48. FOR ETERNITY.  Is up.
          	
          	Do check it out and let me know your thoughts about it through comments and private messages.
          	
          	Take care
          	Stay safe.
          	      Kiara❤

adropofhumanity

a token of kindness [ 24th august, 2025 — sunday ] 
          
          where comes the chaos? soar and sin, the culprit,
          from the lodging inns. surrendered and sought,
          beavering, bold— a little of the timid, a lot of the known. 
          
          swinging with pride, doors left unknocked,
          a guest invited under intoxication’s hold.
          forging, jeopardising, guided by homely apple-pie servings; bruised words swept beneath the rug of humility. 
          
          barks and bellows, odours, open wounds,
          entangled chairs and a single creaking move.
          whisper, then wait, tremors that carry
          a mouth of screams— beginning and dying
          in a parched throat. 
          
          kalopsia and kites— a guest like ropeburn,
          pricking like wine. mindful maps, mindless routes,
          sanctuaries like lies that bury the truth.
          shadows stumble, shoes fade—
          a blessing strikes a menace, transforming a paper cut into a prayer. 
           #adropofhumanity

AwriterArcane

Hello! I'm Arcane, and I'm excited to share that I'm working on my first novel titled "Fazal aur Noor ki Fehmiyan." It's in English, and I'm committed to giving it my all. I hope you all will enjoy it!
          
          The story features a best friends-to-lovers trope with a happy ending. It's also halal, making it an ideal read during Ramadan. If you're interested in reading it, please comment and vote. Thank you for your time!
          
          - Arcane
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/376845977?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=DingDong513

_authorzainab19

Asslam o alikum guys, hope you are all ok.
          I'm new on wattpad, I've been reading  books for several years but I started writing them about 2 months ago. I wish you could give my books a chance as well, I hope you like them and somehow you can get back to my profile. To tell the truth, I didn't know that you could also post a message on other people's account, so I apologize to this account that I'm posting a message without permission but I repeat that I'm new and I would like you to give me a chance.
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          This is my third book and it's the my new one, I'm still finishing it, It is a love story between a psychologist and his patient, a story that at the beginning is in distance, I really hope you like it or at least the story can convince you. Being new I need votes comments and encouragement to keep writing.
          THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THIS MESSAGE AND FOR GIVING IT A FEW MINUTE OF ATTENTION. 
          Jazak Allah and lastly, I kindly ask you to see my account thank you very much again. ❤️

adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness (28th december 2022) 
          
          hidden parks and streams like earthquakes; what has fallen, what has suffocated lustrous. burning flocks of yarned succors, thousand cuts on a black december. with darkness there is no sight, no diversity, no light; what is underneath, how much pain unseen. 
          
          spruced thunder and rain that shivers; bones of roses, salt that slivers. rainbow that crinkles and wrinkles evanescent; equinoxes that confess, odes that raucously bleed. naive dew with dragonflies of sunsets, knots consumed, blush of ashes frozen. 
          
          vivid breaths, dawn that palpitates; speckled red that glows, ocean water thickens with native noor.  a fortresses of mares and massacres; persimmons and rose quenched murderers. waist caressed with waterfalls, stories of prison; what if simple steps should be celebrated? 
          
          scarce metaphors, ignited honour; orange burns, peripheral endurance like november's. chestnut crowns, mysterious surrenders; wandering spines and vivacious respect. allow the storm to scream, to be verocious; you must remain silent, you must have it betrayed. 
           #adropofhumanity

adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness (07th november 2022) 
          
          patterns on palms and paws, warriors of lost tears; smears and sunlight immersed in veins; water and wax, both who prick sins. mind the bashful door, the silhouettes of skins unfurnished; freedom is only if the streets are not crowded with regret. 
          
          ports of integrity and boats of grace; rain a moon that reverberates, a storm and wings with their own mind. condemn the sky and its fingers of silver syllables; what cannot hold blood can only ever be vacant. 
          
          secure the horizon, wash the world with ancient rhymes; hang the throat by its heart. song of canaries, struggling cabarets; they say nature is weak where footprints are dense. here is the hand, the hand of reckoning; sometimes stalwart beneath abyss. 
          
          tides crash into limbs, limbs of salt and tsunamis; hope dragged in a slipstream, gratitude weather worn, vehement. find me in seas and mysteries; lock your eyes with the breathless cerulean. be it silly or be it the law; do not water a thorn hoping it will grow as a rose. 
           #adropofhumanity