I searched
despairingly
for a metaphor
to describe you,

but that would
be like admiring
a street corner
when there is
an entire city to
absorb in wonder.
Noor Shirazie (via aestheticintrovert)

Sep 17 21:40 with 124 notes

striving-muslimah:

Be the kind of beautiful
that even blind men speak about.
For true beauty is that which
stems from the heart,
and blossoms on the lips.

Sep 17 21:39 with 271 notes
Omens

splinteredcupcakes:

He said I had
a wildness in my eyes
he could not forget
and the spirit of a huntress
with an insatiable unrest.

Each night under the sky’s
coruscating expanse,
I would recite poetry about omens
and the plight of humans
on this game of chance.

Sep 17 21:38 with 64 notes
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