writen quote

Χάλια μέρα η σημερινή.
Ούτε τα μάτια σου είδα.
Ούτε στην αγκαλιά σου χάθηκα.
Ούτε το άρωμα σου μύρισα.
Ούτε το φιλί σου γεύτηκα.
Ούτε το γέλιο σου άκουσα.
Ούτε το χάδι σου ένιωσα.
Τέτοιες μέρες δεν περνάνε εύκολα.
Χάλια μέρα η σημερινή.
—  Blo.Fa.

“As Bill pushed through the glass door, Beverly caught sight of something which she never spoke of but never forgot. For just a moment, she saw their reflections in the glass; only there were six not four because Eddie was behind Richie and Stan was behind Bill that little half smile on his face”

Coincidence? I think not.

Angry at me or him?

Get angry at me?

because you angry at him?

Angry at yourself for wanting him?


This anger is the pain you cannot process

Why?

Because you don’t want to progress

Why?

Because without him you are lifeless


Your stuck in a cycle

A vicious one

Round and round your never done


Don’t hate me because your blind

Wake up before your hatred binds

Binds to our friendship

And then it sinks ships

Wake up boy and relax your mind

Don’t be an idiot but you’ll find


That I’ll still be here

A loyal friend till the end of time ✌️

Light upon light

اللَّهُ نُورُ السَّمَاوَاتِ وَالْأَرْضِ ۚ مَثَلُ نُورِهِ كَمِشْكَاةٍ فِيهَا مِصْبَاحٌ ۖ الْمِصْبَاحُ فِي زُجَاجَةٍ ۖ الزُّجَاجَةُ كَأَنَّهَا كَوْكَبٌ دُرِّيٌّ يُوقَدُ مِنْ شَجَرَةٍ مُبَارَكَةٍ زَيْتُونَةٍ لَا شَرْقِيَّةٍ وَلَا غَرْبِيَّةٍ يَكَادُ زَيْتُهَا يُضِيءُ وَلَوْ لَمْ تَمْسَسْهُ نَارٌ ۚ نُورٌ عَلَىٰ نُورٍ ۗ يَهْدِي اللَّهُ لِنُورِهِ مَنْ يَشَاءُ ۚ وَيَضْرِبُ اللَّهُ الْأَمْثَالَ لِلنَّاسِ ۗ وَاللَّهُ بِكُلِّ شَيْءٍ عَلِيمٌ

Allah is the Light of the heavens and the earth. The parable of His Light is like a niche within which is a lamp, the lamp is within glass, the glass as if it were a pearly [white] star lit from [the oil of] a blessed olive tree, neither of the east nor of the west, whose oil would almost glow even if untouched by fire. Light upon light. Allah guides to His light whom He wills. And Allah presents examples for the people, and Allah is Knowing of all things. [24:35]

When you’re sick, you become tired. You don’t go out much, you don’t approach people, or come close and kiss the ones you love. I should have noticed you had become sick, I could see it in the way you looked at me. So it shouldn’t have come as a surprise when your last words were, “I’m sick of you.”
—  Ashes