Tag: poet

#19

It happens like this. 


One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else–closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel–one sent to you for some higher purpose; to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them–even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering–the reason for their presence will become clear in due time.”

Though here is a word of warning–you may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled; the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more.

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It’s so dark right now, I can’t see any light around me. 
That’s because the light is coming from you. You can’t see it but everyone else can.


Lang Leav – Love&Misadventure 

#16

 

“I worry there is something broken in our generation,

there are too many sad eyes on happy faces.”

― Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems

 

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#13

Our losses: between two and eight martyrs each day.
And ten wounded.
And twenty homes.
And fifty olive trees…
Added to this the structural flaw that
Will arrive at the poem, the play, and the unfinished canvas.

A woman told the cloud: cover my beloved
For my clothing is drenched with his blood.

 

-Mahmoud Darwish 

 

My heart bleeds for Syria…