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writeitdownjasmine · 1 year
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She braids fables of sorrows in her pelagic eyes; Dark, deep, drowning and disquieting; holding onto the weeds of harming melancholies, She smiles, swallowing the hues of unspoken pains. She smiles again, gulping the fruits of misery, she breathes in, her heart aches a bit more. Withering miracles fading slowly from her cottage, Emptying her with their silhouettes,
If only,
She could lend the lanterns of blue hope to hear demons, ducking all the torment, anger, despair. and only then she could swim past the maelstroms and only then she could witness the warmth of sunshine squeezing down;
amidst the blue skies
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writeitdownjasmine · 2 years
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//the fact that I prefer imaginations over certainties is so comforting as well as unstable in its aspect. On one side I am procrastinating for my Mr.Darcy and on another, I am sobbing over my teenage gone and not a single boyfriend on my list. On one side I need a bold life, and on the other minute, I cannot wile out of my bed. I need amour in my life, whereas action and horror is what I only scrutinize
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writeitdownjasmine · 2 years
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//It has always been on my mind what I fear or would fear. People, surroundings, heartbreaks, betrayals, failure. Today morning, when I was just blankly clicking nothing on my monitor and hearing its pitch, a hasty thought struck my mind. "My fear, of losing what I love to do the most." Maybe someday from writing nonsense to nothing, someday when picking up a pen feels like a thousand boulders on shoulders and the fear of the blank pages in my journals. Just the thought of not being able to write made my essence pound and shivers ran down my spine. I realized that "The day when we lose what makes us, breathe, live, feel and alive, is the day we ought to fear for." I never want to lose it, having no more phrases, no more expressions looks like a living punishment of one's past sins//
Ps:- it's a Sunday morning, my feet hurts, tea is on the stove and I need to go to work.
02/19/23
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writeitdownjasmine · 3 years
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"You said I killed you - haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you... I cannot live without my life. I cannot live without my soul".
~Heathcliff, Wuthering Heights.
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writeitdownjasmine · 3 years
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"What did it cost?"
"Everything".
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writeitdownjasmine · 3 years
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She says:- When are we gonna meet?
I say:-After a year, and a war.
She says:-When will the war end?
I say:- The time we meet.
~Mahmoud Darwish {Palestinian poet}
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writeitdownjasmine · 3 years
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The whole world is now for me divided into two halves: one half is she, and there is all joy, hope, light; the other half is everything where she is not, and there is gloom and darkness.
~Leo Tolstoy {War and peace}
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writeitdownjasmine · 3 years
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Have you ever had to go through a situation where you do everything the best for a person, anybody {family, friends, neighbour}, like you are in your first day of your period, and have just come back from your night shift job and it's tiring but still you get up, you do something special for that person (make food, maybe) and that person out of nowhere calls and says I can't make it i have a treat to attend and you feel like what useless, awful, pathetic, terrible!! And god knows what not. Like duDe my brain has gone dead now coz i HAVE been going through this past three days and it is hurting like ughhhh>>>
~this is how i rant.
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writeitdownjasmine · 3 years
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Home is behind, the world ahead,
And there are many paths to tread. Through shadows to the edge of night,
Until the stars are all alight.
Then world behind and home ahead,
We'll wander back to home and bed.
Mist and twilight, cloud and shade, Away shall fade!
Away shall fade! Fire and lamp, and meat and bread And then to bed!
And then to bed!
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