Paradise/Cityscape
All that is passed,
And all that is due
Wander in fields of flowers,
One big tree in the midst of the pasture
Lowly hanging golden fruits,
Knowledge bestowed with every bitten
Sweet at first bite, bitter as an afterthought,
I pace beneath it's sturdy branches and it's
swaying, shining leaves.
This is what paradise would feel,
But I am not dead.
I am dead to the world, the world was dead to me
This fantasy is speaking to me,
with no sound,
Regardless, I am always astonished,
the pretty view of Paradise.
Alas, Paradise never lasts,
The curtain opens
and I lay under sheets,
Formality reeks in this room, of something man-made and broken and repaired, and put back together again,
and beyond my window
Is turgid, overwhelming, and polluted,
Cityscape.
Oh I should've loved you sooner,
Sooner so I could have the sun in my arms,
From when I only knew the dark,
Sooner so I had a reason to smile,
When scowls and frowns and tears were my only solace,
I should've loved you sooner,
My days weren't as bright,
Because I never realized
I had the sun in my corner
You are the sunshine I so desperately
needed,
My rationality, when at times I couldn't keep my head
straight.
My brother, I love you so
But I really should have loved you sooner,
I really, really should have loved you sooner,
And some days, I scold myself, because back then
I told myself;
"Never look him in the eyes,
You've wronged him so, and he will cry"
Never would I have thought, my sunshine
That you would throw yourself at me
And weep in my arms, only to say
"You idiot, you pushed me away!"
And then, I only laughed
Not a joyful one, one full of realization
and irony,
As I wipe those tears away from the face of the
Sun,
And I tell him;
"I'm sorry, love"
I should've loved you sooner,
I should've loved you sooner,
I should've loved you sooner,
When my days were nothing but
grief and sorrow,
You had given me your heart to borrow,
And if I had broken it a million times
before,
Let me try repair it once more,
With the love you have yearned for,
The love I should've given you sooner.
(This poem is meant to be purely platonic and nothing else)
I stay in your cold embrace,
Arms right around me meant as a blanket, a home
But all it feels is like rope, tying my hands to my sides,
leaving aching skin and red
complaints behind,
And neither of us is happy,
I'm not happy so you're not happy
And you try to satiate me,
Pressing a face against me,
whispered sweet nothings mean nothing
To someone who is feeling numb,
To someone who lost love for who initiated this hug,
Sweet nothings are sweet,
But bite the tongue that eats and it bleeds,
Bitter iron spilling, you only wipe away the leak,
The corner of my lips betray me,
As I try on a smile like I would a new dress,
I don't like this one, it doesn't suit me
Live your lies like a little movie,
Love your regretted loathing like a drug,
I guess we'd just be both at fault here,
Both at fault yet no one stops,
The yelling becomes white noise
In this bleak and burdened union,
We're only wearing rusted rings, not diamonds but obsidian.
You kiss me goodnight, I say 'I love you' like one would say 'good riddance'
Your words candied words that I grind between my teeth,
Tearing to dust like a personal grudge,
And while I do that, in your arms I watch from afar,
you are mourning me like a lost love.
But I am still here, breathing and screaming
Too alive for someone who's discontent,
Too dead to be someone who once loved you,
We are both lonely, so no one wants to let go,
But what's the point of keeping company
If the other wants to let go?
And a friend once told me
Wise and weeping,
that sweet nothings mean nothing,
to someone who's fallen out of love.
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It seems I am wishing on the farthest star
To achieve what I, alone have earned,
The destruction of what once was home,
seems like a faraway memory, instead of a tomb.
I miss the hunger-smells, and the deathless soil
lively and untouched by the tyrannical hand,
I should've known
that I was wishing on the farthest star
in this lonely night sky,
where family is torn apart at the seams,
and little stars burn out,
and big Suns explode.
I am the slow burning fuse planted 'neath the earth of my home
Ne'er did they find the core of the tick, tick, ticks of time burning,
For the final bow was inevitable,
and this home of ours was never meant to be,
I am this slow-burning fuse,
Forever, lay the scent of TNT.
...Now, the reminiscent stench of gunpowder,
Clings to my coat like an old friend,
that once stabbed me in the back some time ago,
I frown when this sweater of mine smells of cigarette smoke,
The last remaining memory from Before,
tainted with the poignant, lingering smell of who I have come to be,
I chose this path myself,
Please, do not follow me.
my friends yousef and mona are trying to survive a very dangerous situation... it's hard to focus on fundraising when you are worried more about surviving bombings. they do still need funds. it is getting harder and harder to afford basic needs for both themselves and their baby alaa. i haven't heard any good news about mona's lungs (they were damaged in a previous bombing), so i assume they're as bad as ever. she's told me it's very painful. she can't rest because she spends her nights coughing violently instead. if you can help them at all, here is the link to their fundraiser. since they are fundraising in swedish krona, smaller donations are accepted. anything will help at least a little, but please be aware 10 kr is 94 cents in usd. if you can't donate, please share the post. you have a helpful role.
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Thinking of just making this a creativity dump account with fake blog RP entries of my characters or any characters I get inspiration for, possibly also art, all I know is that this will be a messy blog
In another world, he fucks up, in another world, he blows up, in another world, he dies and come back, in another world lets guilt crawl beneath his skin.
What more could he feel in his world but self-pity?
What else does he feel for himself but selfish self-sabotage?
(Must he die first, to wake up?)
my best friend layla made a fundraiser for her boyfriend giuseppe, who suffers from very severe me/cfs (myalgic encephalomyelitis / chronic fatigue syndrome) and cci (craniocervical instability).
me/cfs is a severe neuroimmunological illness that often leaves the people who suffer from it housebound or bedridden. there is no cure for it yet and only a few doctors know how to treat it, most of them don't even know of its existence. that's why we depend on you sharing and donating this.
because of these illnesses, he might die. only two doctors in europe do surgery on me/cfs patients, who also suffer from cci, and they are located in spain. he will have to pay a special flight from italy, somewhere to stay and the surgery itself, and none of that is covered by insurance.
he is suffering so much. layla listed a few of his symptoms in his gofundme already, but the only thing he can (or is forced to) do is lie in a dark room with no stimuli AT ALL. no music, no light, no touch, not even being on the phone for too long, accompanied with tons of physical suffering as in pain or seizure-like symptoms. his suffering is not imaginable for people who don‘t have very severe me/cfs.
please read, share and donate. it‘s so very very urgent and a reblog would mean the world and could save his life. please help us, he needs to live.
if you have any other ideas of how to boost this fundraiser, please let me know!
For me personally I love autumn I love the nice breeze and the leaves are always beautiful but unfortunately Palestinians cannot experience seasons with harsh winter coming up the water will be frozen there won't be any form of heat to stay warm during the winter rarely any food at all but
Genocide flattens every discussion. There are no new conversations to be had about the destruction, death and cruelty. After more than a year, there is nothing left to be said about various media houses, corporations and international bodies of law aiding and abetting all that has been happening in Gaza, either. It is the banality of evil, it is colonialism. However even in this atrociously banal circumstance, I do think what still is a continued point of hope for Gazans and what still pushes so many of them to reach out to the world, is the support people around the globe have shown and still continue to show. Which is why I am here on behalf of campaigns Palestine blogs ask me to share or donate.
PLEASE look at this fundraiser. ( @youseffamily)Yousef's baby is in critical condition and the doctors in Gaza are unable to help him due to the lack of proper medical care. His son is unable to breathe normally and Yousef's fundraiser is nearly dead in the water, with only €30,126 raised out of a $20,000 goal. If 100 people reading this donated $10, Yousef could raise $1000 in a day. If you are able to donate, if you can do anything to help, please do not delay. Yousef's son's life depends on it.
Shareef Alamoudi has twin children Husam and Ahmed, five months old, they came after four IVF. His wife and her came to Egypt in June to do IVF and his wife got pregnant and we got stuck in Egypt after the war, he was an employee in Gaza and his wife was a math teacher and now they have no income, the twins was born in April and one of them (Ahmed) has heart holes, needs custody, a lot of treatments and costs, and now he needs special milk and medication.
Urgent Appeal: Support Our Humanitarian Mission in Gaza [https://gofund.me/85d6cc93] vetted by gazavetters, and my verification number is (#209). €276/ €70k
@fayezjadallah
Join Us in Our Struggle: Save Our Family from War in Gaza [https://gofund.me/33d78314] £5 585/£25k
Mohammed is in critical condition after being shot by Israeli drones. He has been taken to the operating and urgently needs treatment outside the Gaza Strip.
Urgent Help me meet my father and get out to safety [https://gofund.me/d4d8c6bc] €2,976/€20k vetted by 90-ghost and gazavetters (#113)
Mohammed Abuawad's baby is in critical condition and the doctors in Gaza are unable to help her due to the lack of proper medical care. The daughter suffers from kidney failure and autism and Mohammed Abuawad's fundraiser is nearly dead in the water, with only $822 raised out of a $20,000 goal. If 100 people reading this donated $10, Mohammed Abuawad could raise $1000 in a day. If you are able to donate, if you can do anything to help, please do not delay. Mohammed Abuawad's daughter's life depends on it.
PLEASE look at this fundraiser. ( @aliandhadeel-family7) Hadeel's baby is in critical condition and the doctors in Gaza are unable to help him due to the lack of proper medical care. Her son is unable to breathe normally and Yasser's fundraiser is nearly dead in the water, with only €105 raised out of a €70,000 goal. You can help this family getting out this nightmare safely if you share or donate $10/$5/$20 donations are protected but please share their campaign to get them verified and also donations
This campaign is vetted by association through @ayoosh-gaza (who is herself vetted by association through another vetted person here). Mariam, along with Huda (@huda-gaza) are Ayaa's sisters.
Help Nour and his family survive the war in Gaza [ https://gofund.me/003421a3 ] $33,039/$45,000 73% vetted by 90-ghost and association
Verified by emperorpalpatittay and a-shade-of-blue
@anasgaza12 Donate to allow my family to survive [https://gofund.me/f6e9cad8]
Vetted by gazavetters , their number verified on the list is ( #32 ) and various others