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That laughter did not just echo in the air...

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There was a time I spoke of my dreams the way a child speaks of the stars softly, innocently, with affection in my voice.  I shared them not as a burden, not as a demand, but simply as a piece of my heart. And somewhere along the way, my dreams were misunderstood, and the very thing I had trusted with affection  was turned into something to laugh at. That laughter did not just echo in the air, it echoed inside my chest. And something fragile within me shattered quietly. My intention had been pure. My words had been gentle. But still, they were misunderstood. So slowly I learned to hold my heart back, to keep my dreams folded within my silence. Today, while standing in prayer, I spoke of those same dreams again but this time only to Allah. And suddenly I understood something. Those dreams were never meant to be carried by the world. Where my sincerity was misunderstood, Allah understood it before I even spoke. Where my heart once felt small, He made it feel seen. For I always k...

Few poems by Mahmoud Darwish💕

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To mark my 300th post, I'm sharing a collection of poems by Mahmoud Darwish. His powerful words offer deep insights into love and separation. Enjoy! I love you despite the nose of my tribe, my city and the chains of customs. But I'm afraid if I sell everyone, you will sell me and I'll return with disappointments. 'I felt like my homeland was occupied again.' Out of my ignorance I called you a homeland, and I forgot that homelands are taken away. Drink your coffee, embrace the silence, do not take people seriously, do not take life upon yourself, do not exaggerate your emotions, and do not please anyone against your will. Don't befriend me for a day, and leave me a month. Don't get close to me if you're going to leave. Don't say what you don't do. Be close or get away. A University degree, four books and hundreds of articles and I still make mistakes when reading. You wrote me 'good morning' and I read it as 'I love you'. Poetry an...

The world needs to see you be human...

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The world has to see you as human, Not perfect, not sculpted in gold. One-handed truths, As long as you are invisible to yourself, you are invisible To the stories you’ve never told. It does not require perfect answers Or smiles that never break. “It needs your trembling courage,” he said, And the risks you’re afraid to take. Be human through all of your becoming, In the nights you don’t feel enough A line of people In the stillness of your troubles, In the days when breathing feels tough. Let them understand the meaning of your tears, Every one a truth you survived. Let them see how you fall apart And still want to go on living. It is distant and cold, perfection; It teaches the heart to pretend, to conceal. But humanity holds out its hands And says, “You don’t have to mend.” Your scars aren’t a sign of weakness They prove that you at least tried. What you loved with an open heart, And refused to feel numb inside. So show up messy and honest, With faith...