Latest Posts by isaaima - Page 6

The female doesn’t want a rich man or a handsome man or even a poet. She wants a man who understands her eyes if she gets sad, and points to his chest and says: ‘Here is your home country.’

 Nizar Qabbani (via mesogeios)

جب خواہشات مرجاتی ہیں تو بس سمجھوتے باقی رہ جاتے ہیں پھر ہم خوش ہوں یا اداس اس سےکوئی فرق نہیں پڑتا

(via esh-q)

کبھی کبھی کسی کو جو بہترین چیز ہم دے سکتے وہ یہ کہ ہم اسے چهوڑ دیں- کبھی کبھی رشتے نبهانے کے لیے دل دکهانے والے سمجهوتے کرنے پڑتے ہیں .

(via esh-q)

اُس آخری بات کا ، لبوں میں 
جو زائقہ تھا ٹھہر گیا ھے

(via esh-q)

میں کہ رہتا ہوں بصد ناز گریزاں تجھ سے تو نہ ہوگا تو بہت یاد کروں گا تجھ کو

(via esh-q)

تیری رحمتوں پہ ہے منحصر میرے ہر عمل کی قبولیت نہ مجھے سلیقہ التجا نہ مجھے شعور نماز ہے

(via esh-q)

ایک وحشت ہے کہ ہـوتی ہے اچانک طاری
 ایک غم ہے کہ یکایک ہی ابل پڑتا ہے

‏لاتحب بعمق حتى تتأكد بأن الطرف الآخر يحبك بنفس العمق ‏فعمق حبك اليوم هو عمق جرحك غدا Don’t love deeply, till you make sure that the other part loves you with the same depth, because the depth of your love today, is the depth of your wound tomorrow

Nizar Qabbani (via equinoxillusion)

Be yourself. People don’t have to like you, and you don’t have to care.

Unknown (via deeplifequotes)

Pain has taught me to appreciate the things that don’t hurt.

Melissa Tripp (via deeplifequotes)

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“I met you in May. 

I tasted you in June. 

You broke me July.

I gave you another chance by August.

I knew I loved you in September.

You met my demons with October.

I almost pushed you away in November.

I realized I dont ever want to lose you this December.”

No amount of under eye concealer can cover up how tired I am of this world

My heart said that this will probably be the last time he hurts me. As I endured all the lasts.

anushreemandhana (via wnq-writers)

My lover, is a magician and cutting my heart into two is his favorite magic trick.

thetypewriterdaily  (via wnq-writers)

Interviewer: "Do you have a bodyguard?“

Muhammad Ali: "No, I have One bodyguard. He has no eyes though He sees. He has no ears though He hears. He remembers everything with the aid of mind and memory. When He wishes to create a thing, He just orders it to be and it comes into existence, but this order does not convey the words which takes the tongue to form like our sound carries ears. He hears the secrets of those on the quite thoughts. He stops those whom, whose that? That’s God Allah. He’s my bodyguard. He’s your bodyguard. He’s the Supreme, The Wise.”

do i miss summer yes

Beautiful 😊❤️

The Supermoon rises over houses in Olvera, in the southern Spanish province of Cadiz, July 12, 2014. Did you miss the Supermoon? See our gallery: http://reut.rs/U4OTGR

(Photo credit: REUTERS/Jon Nazca)

A note found in a Syrian boy’s diary:

“When the war is over in my country, we will close Syria’s doors and we will put a banner that says: (No Entry). We will shed tears of joy alone, just like how we suffered our grief alone.”

At that moment I felt that I wanted to hide you between me and my shirt, I wanted to hug you until I feel you on my bones and my veins. I don’t only want you, I need you!

The world may hurt you, and a single person can make you happy. That same person may hurt you some day, and the whole world wouldn’t be able to make you happy.

Love ends when we start laughing about things that made us cry one day. ينتهي الحب عندما نبدأ بالضحك من الأشياء التي بكينا بسببها يوما

(via nizariat)

Our story became like a flute, empty and hollow, and sounds sad. أصبحت حكايتنا كالناي، فارغة مجوفة، وصوتها حزين

Shahrazad al-Khalij (via nizariat)

Prayer at its highest is a two-way conversation-and for me the most important part is listening to God's replies.

don’t take my lies personally. i lie to myself, too.

You’re losing interest. I’m losing sleep.

- D.A (via clockworkpencil)

me and you and a field of flowers

“If only their lives are happy—for that I’m willing to take on any trouble in the world”