(Source: orgwan23)

discoverislamthings:

And fear a Day when you will be returned to Allah. Then every soul will be compensated for what it earned, and they will not be treated unjustly.
- Quran 2:281

discoverislamthings:

And fear a Day when you will be returned to Allah. Then every soul will be compensated for what it earned, and they will not be treated unjustly.

- Quran 2:281

fisabililah-inthewayofallah:

Qur’an

(Source: chadoor)

“A grain of wood
and an old glass fist
caught the risk
of another year
missed.
With a collapsing lung
and a fragile kiss
we inhale tears
as if seconds count more
than the years
it took to build all this.”

Michel LazzaroA moment of loss (via elzaro)

I want you to know I love you differently now.

I know you don’t believe that.
You refuse to believe I ever loved you.

I always loved you.
I still love you.

I love you when I see you in the sparkle of the ginger boy’s eyes while him and I sing along with the band who will always be your favorite.

I love you when I feel you in the crawling hands and feet of the new guy who’s under the quilt that we used to share no matter how hot it was.

I love you when I hear you in the voice of the young boy telling me he sees me getting sadder by the minute, if it were you I would have let myself cry.

I love you when I smell you on the neck of a boy who’s trying to hard. It’s over powering and I gag when he tries to kiss me.

I love you when I taste you, for just a moment on a glass or a spoon that you must’ve used. No other boy tastes like you.

No other boy is you.
I will stop trying to love you the way I love the other boys.
I must love you differently.
Distantly.

— JDH
Not all poems need names (via coraggiose)

Glittering

introspectivepoet:

My wings were clipped
In time since passed
But here, again,
They bloom.
And once more I’ll soar
To the sun and moon,
The stars will loom
And swirl in darkness
Glowing, and showing
As glittering dust
That embraces and erases me.

Original Work: KH 2/24/14

You’re still a stranger to me,
But I know our hearts are already acquainted.

Some day, our paths will cross
And neither of our lives will ever be the same.
Maybe I’ll still be hesitant
Since my heart is still bruised,
And maybe you’ll be recovering
From a girl who let you bleed out for her.

Together we’ll pick up the pieces;
While the damage can’t be undone
I’ll whisper medicine into your ear
Underneath the cover of the moon and stars,
And you’ll brush the pieces of me with your touch
And your kiss will hold them together.

Maybe you’ll understand
Why my fingertips tremble in crowds
Or as 3 a.m. rolls around and I’m still not sleeping;
In return I’ll know the way
The demons whisper in your ear sometimes
Making you run from everything.

I’m not always easy to love
And you won’t be either;
I know that our life won’t always be easy,
But you’ll be worth it to me,
And I’ll be worth it to you.
We will fight the world and each other to remember that.

You don’t know me yet, but you will,
Because I know our hearts are the same.

To my future lover // -STG (inksplatteredpages)
visual-poetry:

»untitled (there is no border here)« by shilpa gupta (+)

i tried very hard to cut the sky in half, one for my lover and one for me. but the sky kept moving and clouds from his territory came into mine. i tried pushing it away, with both my hands, harder and harder but the sky kept moving and clouds from my territory went into his. i brought a sofa and placed it in the middle, but the clouds kept floating over it. i built a wall in the middle, but the sky started to flow through it. i dug a trench, and then it rained and the sky made clouds over the trench. i tried very hard to cut

visual-poetry:

»untitled (there is no border here)« by shilpa gupta (+)

i tried very hard to cut the sky in half, one for my lover and one for me. but the sky kept moving and clouds from his territory came into mine. i tried pushing it away, with both my hands, harder and harder but the sky kept moving and clouds from my territory went into his. i brought a sofa and placed it in the middle, but the clouds kept floating over it. i built a wall in the middle, but the sky started to flow through it. i dug a trench, and then it rained and the sky made clouds over the trench. i tried very hard to cut