❝ We are capable of so much— love, compassion, cruelty, humanity, inhumanity, pain, fury, softness, revenge. What you choose to let in and what you choose to let subside is entirely up to you.

We, as human beings, have that choice. ❞

Noor Shirazie (via aestheticintrovert)

smyrno:

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your earYou shout and no one seems to hearAnd if the band you’re in starts playing different tunesI’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.

smyrno:

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you’re in starts playing different tunes
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.

❝ To remain so soft, so sensitive and fragile in a world so hard, so ruthless and cruel is not a sign of weakness but rather the tender calling of our last great strength. ❞

Anthony Anaxagorou: Poet & Writer:   (via revolutionizethesoul)

❝ I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day. ❞

Carlos Ruiz Zafon, The Shadow Of The Wind (via thelittlephilosopher)

هي لا تحبك، يعجبها مجازك
أنت شاعرها و هذا كل ما في الأمر

-

She does not love you. Your metaphors thrill her,
you are her poet and that is all there is to it.

— Mahmoud Darwich (via inderacinable)

❝ For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light. ❞

— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via larmoyante)

asmaasabra:

شو بدك تصير قبل ما تكبر ؟ 
غزة 

asmaasabra:

شو بدك تصير قبل ما تكبر ؟ 

غزة 

idle-handss:

I think the most terrifying and exciting thing is having a conversation with someone so interesting that they leave you repeating their words in your head over and over again for days.

afghanistaninphotos:

Children in Kabul


Children at a orphanage in Kabul, Afghanistan.
After hundreds (or even thousands) of years of war in Afghanistan, it’s not surprising that there’s a lot of orphans in Afghanistan. Most of the children in this orphanage had been picked up on the street, and was happy for the better life the orphanage could give them.


EivindNitter

afghanistaninphotos:

Children in Kabul

Children at a orphanage in Kabul, Afghanistan.

After hundreds (or even thousands) of years of war in Afghanistan, it’s not surprising that there’s a lot of orphans in Afghanistan. Most of the children in this orphanage had been picked up on the street, and was happy for the better life the orphanage could give them.

EivindNitter

oharabella:


Do not beg for sympathy from this unjust world, stand up and resist!
Shufat, Jerusalem.


Word

oharabella:

Do not beg for sympathy from this unjust world, stand up and resist!

Shufat, Jerusalem.

Word

diariesofadesigirl:

Cultural Appropriation.

diariesofadesigirl:

Cultural Appropriation.

wherismymind:

أعدّي لي الأرض كي أستريح
.فإني أحبّك حتى التعب
“Prepare a place for me to rest. For I love you unto weariness”. Mahmoud Darwish.
Mahmoud Darwish and his wife Hayat. The poem was dedicated to her.

wherismymind:

أعدّي لي الأرض كي أستريح

.فإني أحبّك حتى التعب

“Prepare a place for me to rest. For I love you unto weariness”. Mahmoud Darwish.

Mahmoud Darwish and his wife Hayat. The poem was dedicated to her.