Her breaths are filled with magic, and the veins sparkling with his kisses.
Dr. Zainab AnsariDr. Zainab Ansari I pledge to gather the dust and particles of my yesteryear’s burnt-out galaxies of memories until they transform into medals of victory in the museum of my life.
Dr. Zainab AnsariDr. Zainab Ansari I affirm to water my soul soil, cleanse my air, break the cage of flames to warmth and light my path, let water help me flow flawlessly.
Dr. Zainab AnsariDr. Zainab Ansari I am a mere traveler on the outskirts of this world, tiptoeing and preparing for my eternal home that my mother nurtured me with, that has the scent of paradise and soil of my ancestors.
Dr. Zainab AnsariDr. Zainab Ansari My guidance is from the rays of hope that are instilled in my pores and from the priceless beams of faith.
Dr. Zainab AnsariDr. Zainab Ansari My heart metamorphoses with the swift changes of my ever-developing soul and mind.
Dr. Zainab AnsariDr. Zainab Ansari Life experiences are like pollen grains, scattered and found in the arcades of wounds which are soulless but colorful like a rainbow.
Dr. Zainab AnsariDr. Zainab Ansari My heartbeats have filled the directions and glory of love that I receive from him, a meaningful positive calm filled aura in being his.
Dr. Zainab AnsariDr. Zainab Ansari I stood in the face of fear, with the smirk on my face, baiting it to have a go, so that I can embed my soul in the very aura that kept threatening my sanity.
Dr. Zainab AnsariDr. Zainab Ansari I am a woman who isn’t enough to be held within the box of mediocrity and rules.
Dr. Zainab AnsariDr. Zainab Ansari Life is a journey through the sea between the Islands of birth and success.
AurthurAurthur There are times when god speaks. You might not hear the words, but you’ll see. You’ll see.
Sonya TeclaiSonya Teclai For in the wild I feel the safest where the thorns of the invisible hand can not prick me.
Raha ArazRaha Araz I tried to write you something uplifting but I could only see grey.
Carmen AmadosCarmen Amados I want to spend the rest of my coffee’s with you.
Jessica PickardJessica Pickard Never again will I give, give myself to those who refuse to see my fire.
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