zaharatulmaria

uhhh you guys can kill me lmaoo. anyways i have a huge update soon iA! i recently just got my job at hollister and alH its going well. make dua for me!

adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness [ 17th september 2025, wednesday ] 
          
          broken fury, dead incitement, delirium stitched in emotions. yearning winds, fanning destructions, branches that bury their homelands. 
          
          systemic disorientations, horrors owed to joys that bleed. mysterious differences, confusions constructed, alarms that ring but souls that refuse to awaken. 
          
          blaring conquerors, forgotten tunnels, coffee cooling beside unmade dread. thrumming fingertips, raging purposes, metamorphosis: humans crawling, carrying everyday banters. 
          
          the sun with a thousand eyes, the night with hidden crimes, feathers drowned in poet's ink. sorrows of lyrics, wings lost in the blue, life that feeds one melancholy, souls distilling it into hope. 
           #adropofhumanity

adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness [ 01st september, 2025 — monday] 
          
          words plated in heirlooms, heavy with light,
          tinkling cuts, dazzling wounds —
          weaponry forged from childhood gloom,
          wars cradled in a mother’s stolen womb. 
          
          windmills bow above folded clothes,
          grandmother’s peach crumble cooling on the sill.
          cottages lean, tethered with ghosts —
          growth a gamble, memory the wager. 
          
          tender hearts rest in greasy hands,
          coloured proses, begotten rhyme.
          measuring the gaps of fleeting hours,
          tidy rooms against the storm of rest. 
          
          roads of chemicals, an age of hearts,
          souls displaced, refugees of home.
          effervescence rushes, skeletons mist-bound —
          a tale as old as precedents. 
          
          labyrinthine dashes, nuance permitted,
          olives of faith, olives betrayed.
          a marathon — glass slippers sublime —
          and all of life becomes a floor for dancing,
          a garden for incitement,
          a bloom pressed against time. 
           #adropofhumanity 

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 

adropofhumanity

a token of kindness [ 18th august 2025, monday ] 
          
          "green and gold, bumblebees and blooms, notorious affairs of the innocent homes; half of wounds are entombed in windy trails, while the remaining lie maimed in terraces aged. 
          
          eye and a wisdom tooth, bear and tear, wavelets of death caressing the feeble veil; garbled silences in pictures hung, hung were the joys of the crusted youth. keepsakes assignable, september — a bright shy; one step of risk, one step of ice. 
          
          cliffs and cuts that swallow the shore, earth is an art with its slinky tides and falling feathers; rhythm and rhyme mold the blood, like granules of sand that recognise a home in your skin. 
          
           liquor and tea, a prison and a poison; every scream becomes a rotten whisper. quite a wonder, the heart one carries with pride, the same which injures the soul — punished with suffocation behind clasping ribs, where it beats and beats, severing its rest."
           #adropofhumanity 

Slave_of_Ar-Rahman

This is for you. ♥️
          
          For the hearts who hope and hope. For the ones who wake up everyday praying for their duas to be accepted. For those who are lost in their darkness in the search of finding their light.
          
          Your light is always with you. It has been guiding you through. Your pain is only a passer-by for it was never meant to stay. You are not alone. There are so many of us who are travelling on this journey of hope. This is your sign to carry on. To believe that your miracle is with Allah. Trust that at the end of your journey, your reward awaits. So take every roadblock as a blessing, as a sign that you are becoming closer and closer to Him. And every time you stumble, remind yourself of the last time you fell. It was Allah who picked you up, and He's only One who will pick you up every single time you fall.
          @Slave_of_Ar-Rahman 

Royalty_Reserved

❝ I Had Closed off all avenues to Your grace,
          But then, I found myself at her doorstep, seeking solace and pace.
          And what an astonishment that You made her to heal and renew,
          So with gentle care, she led me back to You. ❞
          
          Salam! If you get time, check it out! You never know, you may find yourself adhering to it! 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/376182598?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=Royalty_Reserved
          
          If you’re interested in historical fiction, this shall, God Willingly, certainly satisfy your thirst! 
          
          ❝ In Which The Dignified Scholar Was Lured Into The Darkness By The Devil Only To Be Moulded Into A Monsterous Killer ❞
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/376230697?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=Royalty_Reserved
          

writing-with-hope

Hi are you continuing your book, the blurb and plot is too entruging but I don't want to be left on cliffhanger.  ;(

zaharatulmaria

@writing-with-hope hii. i am continuing the book. inshAllah i’ll be able to update it this saturday! apologies for the cliff hanger lol :((
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zaharatulmaria

Assalamualikum Readers.
          
          I hope this message finds you all well. I wanted to take a moment to address the recent lack of updates to my stories. Life has been quite busy lately, and I’ve fallen behind on my writing. However, I’m excited to share that my summer break has finally started, giving me the time and energy to focus on my stories once again.
          
          I deeply appreciate your patience and understanding during this time. Your support means the world to me, and I am committed to delivering more chapters for you to enjoy. Insha’Allah, you will see new updates more frequently now.
          
          Additionally, I’m thrilled to announce that I will be posting a different book soon. I’ve been working on this new project and can’t wait to share it with you all.
          
          In the spirit of connecting with you all, I’d love to hear about your plans for the summer! Whether you’re traveling, spending time with family, or diving into a good book, feel free to share what you’re up to.
          
          Thank you for your continued patience and support. Stay tuned for more exciting chapters and a brand new book coming your way soon!