speak of worlds, ones that have feelings for inhabitants, turbulent, volatile, perpetual storms rage across, billions of hearts live there, shining a bit brighter, every time you look up. “Listen to the whisperings of the Spirit, the gift of revelation to which you are entitled.” -Gordon B. Hinckley Collab with Democrats & Di

“Listen to the whisperings of the Spirit, the gift of revelation to which you are entitled.” -Gordon B. Hinckley Collab with Democrats & Di

speak of worlds,
ones that have feelings for inhabitants,
turbulent, volatile, perpetual storms
rage across,
billions of hearts live there,
shining a bit brighter,
every time you look up.
“Listen to the whisperings of the Spirit, the gift of revelation to which you are entitled.” -Gordon B. Hinckley

Collab with Democrats & Di

Asiya Shaikh

Don't stare at me through the window of my dreams, Love me at the distance please. (Caption please) #yqbaba #yourquote #window #dream #lovefromafar Sequaciously sit around the window, Clandestine dream I did narrate, Amoebean prosody feat

#yqbaba #yourquote #window #Dream #lovefromafar Sequaciously sit around the window, Clandestine dream I did narrate, Amoebean prosody feat

Don't stare at me through the window of my dreams,
Love me at the distance please.

(Caption please) #yqbaba #yourquote #window #dream #lovefromafar

Sequaciously sit around the window,
Clandestine dream I did narrate,
Amoebean prosody feat

Meera Ali

But you never belonged to my story, still I carry you everywhere with my clipped thoughts, wherever I go. (Caption) I was barely feeling alive, not the day when I lost everything but when I wanted you and the whole time on my way back, I was looking at eve

I was barely feeling alive, not the day when I lost everything but when I wanted you and the whole time on my way back, I was looking at eve

But you never belonged to my story,
still I carry you everywhere with my clipped thoughts,
wherever I go.

(Caption) I was barely feeling alive,
not the day when I lost everything
but when I wanted you
and the whole time
on my way back,
I was looking at eve

Asiya Shaikh

Dear nights, You are known for the blackness, And me, for little more blackened debilities, Let's conjugal together to enlighten eachother's capabilites.... (Caption please) I don't want to talk what happened today. How sunny was the day and whatsoever was the sorority of sunshine throughout the day. How I compar

I don't want to talk what happened today. How sunny was the day and whatsoever was the sorority of sunshine throughout the day. How I compar

Dear nights,
You are known for the blackness,
And me, for little more blackened debilities,
Let's conjugal together to enlighten eachother's capabilites....

(Caption please) I don't want to talk what happened today. How sunny was the day and whatsoever was the sorority of sunshine throughout the day. How I compar

Diwa

Longings of a Broken Heart a piece i wrote on 2 February 2017, already published on my FB wall. i just thought it could be an inspiration here, too. contents are written at the 'caption portion'. Longings of a Broken Heart lost in a world full of nameless faces and the one constant shadow of elusive light that gets to greet me everyd

Longings of a Broken Heart lost in a world full of nameless faces and the one constant shadow of elusive light that gets to greet me everyd