I am suffocating in the vacancy of the overflowing space, can you feel me reaching out?
RAHA ARAZHow can I not love you from a distance when you breathe the same way I do, Have the same needs I do? Search for the same purpose and meaning that I do ? Why must there be me over here and you over there that do not live in the same world?
More Raha Araz Quotes
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If ever happiness happens to forget you even a little bit, never completely forget about it.
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I remember so little that I can’t forget enough.
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Have you ever heard silence? How do you hear the silence? You don’t, you feel it. And they stared at the silence between them.
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For him, my body was for him.
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Many times over my eyes have devoured the layers of your skin but I’ve never seen you naked.
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Let your memories fall into place, you don’t have to carry all of them at once.
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You are a microscope when you are in the present magnifying every sense absorbing the richness around you, don’t lose sight of your insight.
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There is no sunrise as beautiful as the one where you realize you are worth a million suns.
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Take a souvenir you don’t have to keep, just pretend you want to remember.
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Why must your suffering cause my peace and my peace your suffering?
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It is not thanks to you but in spite of you that we have just one day to look down from the top. The mountains we move should have never been there.
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Can you taste the colors your ancestors weaved into, The armors of resilience they wore; Can you taste the colors of the unpaved path before you, waiting to be colored by you?
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Living in a constant paradox, begging to be held and released by gravity, to be grounded and free. But my feet pressed against the earth yearn for the clouds above my fingertips adrift whispering I don’t want to be at the mercy of gravity.
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Why are we told to be afraid to hurt? Why do we avoid, run and hide? Cover up inside with shields of armor, Our shins, and elbows made of pads of plastic; We are not made of glass and tattered bits, It’s not weakness when our strength builds us to last.
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The cloak of death has favorites when its strings are being controlled by the puppeteer of hatred.
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