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My favorite closet! | Ria
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. I have loved Thee with two loves, a selfish love and a love that is worthy (of Thee). As for the love which is selfish, I occupy myself therein with remembrance of Thee to the exclusion of all others,. As for that which is worthy of Thee, therien Thou raisest the veil that I may see Thee. Yet is there no praise to me in this or that,. But the praise is to Thee, whether in that or this. January 24, 2015 at 1:09 pm. You are amazing. Stay blessed.
Awards ‘n Achievements | Ria
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. Awards ‘n Achievements. From Khaula and gegebearbear. From Lalaruk and Moniba. Love this lively and colorful blog. It reflects your personality and I have a picture of you in my mind. Keep sharing. July 13, 2013 at 8:42 am. Thankyou Ain Riz for your lovely feedback! I am so glad you visited. Keep coming =). July 13, 2013 at 8:40 pm. No to be honest like YOU. You utterly DESERVE these and much more.🙂. God bless you Maria! October 6, 2013 at 10:39 pm. Thank you...
The sculptor. | Ria
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. The lines on your face mapped the road to my heaven. Clay blended with the holy water of passion, I drew your face with utmost devotion. It took days and nights of sit and struggle, but the value of work was much more greater. I couldn’t care less. That is, if you’d please allow. This entry was posted on May 27, 2015 by randomlyabstract. It was filed under 2015. May 27, 2015 at 1:35 am. Thank you for sharing. May 29, 2015 at 2:02 pm. Oh this is superb! Pingbac...
Father’s Day | Ria | Page 2
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. Not your ideal father’s day stuff but I couldn’t write any other type. I hope my dad doesn’t find this tho qk embarrassing. He’s the bestest man for me and I am nothing without his love and friendship and coolness [Alhamdulillah]. This entry was posted on June 22, 2015 by randomlyabstract. It was filed under 2015. And was tagged with broken. June 22, 2015 at 2:33 am. June 22, 2015 at 9:50 pm. I am the FIRST person to comment for the FIRST TIME ] YAY😀. Oh My G...
Sunsets and Sunrises! | Ria
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. So many sunsets and sunrises. Seventeen years that passed – lovely and not lovely. A combination of so many stories that can teach me so much! A person’s new year is basically on their birthday and that comes just once a year😉! Time to realize how much happened as their new year approaches, make resolutions 9if you’re like me) and review past summaries! 22nd December is always my favorite day, but this time it was some tough! Have tons of fun! But I LOVE that...
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Rape in the City | </3
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Sounds of the heart. Whispers of the soul. Rape in the City. They snatched me in a noisy and crowded street. A thousand pair of eyes, but not one blinked. Two thousand feet, but not one moved. A thousand voices, but not one screamed. Only one scream was heard. Mine. Loud Shocked. Surprised. Full of anguish. A scream that silenced the noisy, chaotic street. The ride in the car felt dark and deathly. Darker than the windows of the car. Darker than the fake black leather seats. These men took their time.
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The Stories I Never Told – In The Bliss Of Broken Dreams
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In The Bliss Of Broken Dreams. The Sun Still Shines. We quit like a boss. Top Posts and Pages. The WordPress.com Blog. From Breezes to Storms. The Stories I Never Told. I tried to reopen old chapters from my life. Those that I had permanently shut close. But my fingers got caught on the edge of one page,. That pricked the tips of my fingers, causing them to bleed. Tears spilled out of my eyes, as the pages got stained. With thick hot blood. It was then that I realized I could but go on. July 9, 2015.
Eyes Behind The Burka | </3
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Sounds of the heart. Whispers of the soul. Eyes Behind The Burka. As I walked back home,. Lost in thoughts of my own. Ahead a figure walked towards me,. Dressed in a burka, black. Black like the eyes that looked at me. Black eyes looking into my eyes brown. Looking, reaching somewhere deep within. Eyes that had a secret longing. Eyes that had an unbearable yearning. Eyes that held tears of an unknown plight. Eyes that held dreams of a better life. Eyes that knew dreams weren’t meant to be. You are commen...
why? | Neurodrooling
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An intellectual, emotional and spiritual spittoon. Trigger warning free zone. Why does the leaf fall just so? From → haiku. This one. Yes! Over to you Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Sorry, you...
what is? | Neurodrooling
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An intellectual, emotional and spiritual spittoon. Trigger warning free zone. That’s real and it’s true. You can feel it shine through. It’s obviously so. Because I know nothing. And there’s no-one to know. There’s me and there’s you. That’s as clear as the day. For without self and other. We’ve nothing to say. Or is what there is. Beyond thought, beyond sight? Is it better to be. Than to try to be right? From → mysticism. Being IS fun . Now . 🙂. So loved this. The eternal questions. Liked by 2 people.
rationalism | Neurodrooling
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An intellectual, emotional and spiritual spittoon. Trigger warning free zone. From the web of forever. Is making me blind. From → poetry. For Fox Sake permalink. He (Len Lye) spoke of the Old Brain as their source and speculated about whether they contained genetic information by unconsciously echoing microscopic forms or images from the history of human evolution. Those crazy Kiwis have been at it again! Http:/ www.lenlyefoundation.com/. For Fox Sake permalink. For Fox Sake permalink. A musem with giant...
A wrong number | Neurodrooling
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An intellectual, emotional and spiritual spittoon. Trigger warning free zone. Me: “Hello, it’s Michael.”. Woman’s voice: “Is Gerald there? Me: “No, Gerald’s not here.”. Woman’s voice: “Are you sure? Would you please check? Me: “If Gerald’s here he must be hiding in the linen cupboard.”. Woman’s voice: “Why would he be in there? Me: “The bastard must be after my collection of vintage teapot cosies! I’ll fix him! From → autobiography. It’s always gratifying to see the zeal of recent converts. True story...
A Housewife’s Funeral | The Only Son
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Meri Kahaniyan: Writings of a Pakistani-Canadian. A Housewife’s Funeral. Asymp; 17 Comments. I am back after a hiatus of almost two months. Please read and comment on this poem. A Housewife’s Funeral. As her body lay in the morgue. Her husband is on their bed. Gathering strands of her hair from her pillow. Her body getting colder. While her wailing children hold each other. Not by her, but for once, for her. Not to celebrate with her, but to celebrate her. Loud cries at her funeral. She was a wife. Shapi...
Demented | The Only Son
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Meri Kahaniyan: Writings of a Pakistani-Canadian. Asymp; 19 Comments. I wrote this years ago, mere days before my Dad (Abu) passed away. This is for those who have or have had a loved one suffer a stroke, or suffer from Dementia/Alzheimer’s and slowly watched that person lose their personality due to these horrifying circumstances. This is also for all those lively souls that spent the last days of their life confined to a hospital bed. What happened to you? You used to be so vibrant. How did you fall?
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