the doors of mercy are opened wide
Peacefulbegging for someone to open it?
what happened here??painted with blood, stay this patterns. never to perish, despite death andwhat happened here??
sourrounding sand.
you are the artist of islam on the canvas of karbala. with brilliant strokes of carmoisine did you paint red on white.
so beautiful patterns. changing slowly. like roses. they grow and grow. to darken and glow and fall and die.
red on white. so scary snakes. sneaking over the ground. biting my feet. the poison flows through my veins. to my heart.
suddenly i am wide awake! THIS hap
i am in lovemy heart is full of joy and excitement, and abandoned are doubt and scepticism.i am in love
as if i can already see
your bright eyes smiling at me..!
patience's line is growing short
and love is expanding my world's space.
where are you?near?far? i know you are somewhere.
you must be! but i hope not too far..
but no place is too far for me, and everywhere can be home with you.
tomorrow is a dream awaymountains of clouds. above my head. ocean of hope and dream. from you reaches metomorrow is a dream away
only a tiny stream. as i swim in your silent waves i feel worries soo far. my eyes are concealed
with the perfection of sight. and slowly approaching is the blue colour of fading light.
hope is eternalno one is born strong. everyone is born weak. and strength you only gainhope is eternal
through withstanding unpleasant trials. time will darken the white of your heart and hardship will strain your mind.. but love and trust are the secret arms with which you keep
light brightening your path. never loose faith neither in God, nor in humanity, for God is the aim and humanity is an ocean. disappointed by one human, delightened by another. dont let yourself be let down.
philophobia - fear of loveso many times i've been hurt so many times i've had my heart torn outphilophobia - fear of love
i'm beginning to develop a complex i'm running away each time i fall in love
so many times i've found the one so many times i've been mistaken
i'm running out of breath i'm running out of places to hide
so many times i've seen the signs so many times i've read them wrong
i'm running from the pain i'm running from the hurt
so many times i've fallen in love so many times i've been rejected the day after
im fleeing the life i've lived im fl
fortitude.
London
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