زهرة القمر

Facts About Allah, 
          for the tired hearts
          Allah named himself "Al - Fatah"
          He who opens all things,
          He open dpors, when you are surrounded by walls,
          A dua is the distance between dream and reality 
          He make the impossible,
           possible again  Your dua reaches the same lord who split the moon for the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ, The same lord who split the sea for Musa (A. S) and the same Lord who brought the dead alive for Isa (A.S), He answers a hundred times 'I'm here'.
          
          

In a time gone by, a town once thrived.
          Then came the day that changed their lives,
          As technology emerged, to some surprise.
          New things to learn, new ways to thrive,
          As old ways fell, old habits died,
          But with progress came a cost, we realized.
          So, as the years went by, we wondered why,
          Did we embrace the change, or say goodbye?

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Assalamualaikum  ♡♥︎♡

As salaam alaikum warahmatullahi webarakatuhu & Good day 
          
          I pray you have been keeping well wherever you are. 
          
          I'm still not active here as I need more time and exams to prepare as they are approaching 
          
          I just came here to ask if you know a girl here on wattpad named Marisa. 
          Her username was @jaesangel 
          
          If anyone of you has an idea please do let me know 
          
          Jazakallah khair & Thank you 
          
          Love & Prayers 
          _T
          

There is a rare breed of people that go all in. They keep their word, they give it all, they go the extra mile for those they care for. These individuals hardly ever receive the same passion and effort in return, yet never change and always give their all. Hoping that one day maybe, just maybe they find someone as rare as them to love them as fiercely and with as much devotion. To the givers, forgivers, & selfless lovers out there... Keep being beautiful, Don't let this cold world change you, and take advantage of every little moment you are given.｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+

a token of kindness [ 18th july 2023 ] 
          
          insecure poems, confident aches; inspired decades yet everyday a death. stretching silences, concrete words; homes that melt and walls that echo. floating feet, rotten flowers; waves that pause in an ocean that seamlessly flows. 
          
          fluttering thoughts, fiddling feelings; coloured mouths and disappearing promises. hibernating lights and travelling darknesses; lingering lilacs and luminescent shadows. 
          
          minds of pearls, mouths of venom; do not lose by playing to their strengths. corridors of history, weaponsied love; transient nor malleable. fragile loneliness, screaming insecurities;  not every sunset has to be colourful. 
          
          sun of rain, thunders of frustration; mornings like amnesia, cloudless burdens. midday pride, repentance heavy; grief stricken victories, blackbird joys. mansions of footsteps, tears of dreams; we are all graves carrying the dying spark of life in us. 
           #adropofhumanity 

❝ to be human is to be filled with emotions. let yourself free. allow yourself this necessity. instead of pushing the anger away or cowering from the envy, accept it as a part of your being. instead of telling yourself this is not who you are, give room to the negative emotions and let them pass by in a tide. we're a mix of good and bad both and sometimes, it takes experience to know. there's balance in everything. day and night. sun and rain. sky and ground. highs and lows. rise and fall. submit yourself to nature's dispense and watch yourself grow. ❞

a small token of kindness [ 10th july 2023  ] 
          
          mountains and decorators, exhaustion and evil eye; surviving bones and careless finds. funeral floods and tumbling sorrows; forests and bridges of laughters and morals. feelings migrated, clouds and dresses; that which rains does not always bring about harvest. 
          
          clocks of manners, a road of residences; hearts like maples marked along fences. pictures of politeness, smiles like wounds; world a death of another, burial grounds like jasmine blooms. 
          
          mornings of questions, blurred evening attempts; youth of trial and error, life a honeycomb aged. dreams of wounds, dreams like a father's disappointment; storms like swaying birth, storms sometimes like corpses of discipline.  
          
          disassociated honour, ribbed filters; what binds is not glue, rather, mutual respect. eastern wind and crepuscular billows; howling books and silent words. the majesticness of months yet the solemnity of years; to the hearts that wriggle with pain, silence is delicate, thin ice-like elegance. 
           #adropofhumanity 

تَقَبَّلَ اللهُ مِنَّا وَمِنكُم
          Eid Mubarak to everyone that's celebrating eid today and tomorrow 
          
          Love and salaams,