Favorite Quote:
Outside the station, she stands with her child on the side of the street, taking pictures of cars.

You think she's insane. Until, one day, you notice that she's taking pictures of the license plates of the cars her child gets into.

Because you look. But you do not see.

And she walks out the shop with bags full of cat food. You think she's some crazy cat lady until you find out, she has no cats.

Because you eat. But you do not taste.

It's been a while since their last album but he assures you, he's doing just fine these days, white flecks in his nostrils. Then he asks you if he can spend the night on your couch, even though it stinks.

Because you sniff. But you do not smell.

And they say "Just OK" when you ask them how school was. Then you wonder what they're hiding until you find their diary and the last entry reads "I wish you'd give me some privacy."

Because you listen. But you do not hear.

And they've got a bruise over their eye and you run the tips of your fingers over it and ask them how it happened. You believe them. Until it happens again.

Because you touch. But you do not feel.

And they walk past you everyday, one million stories, each waiting to be told. Waiting for you to ask.

Because you live. But very few, love.

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Hamzawaseem said...

on Dec. 15 2013 at 2:07 am

There's so much to share that I can't decide where to start from! Checking email is a bit laborious for me because of my sick PC. So I would prefer FB as I log in through my cell mostly. Well, I haven't written much but that doesn't mean I am completely cut off from the literary horizon. That literary society I was talking about the other day, I myself don't use it anymore. :P So there's no good reason to blame your laziness. You can find me on FB by the name "Hamza Waseem". The profile pic is exactly the same which you see on this site. See you!

DIAMOND said...

on Dec. 14 2013 at 11:44 am

SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
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Favorite Quote:
I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
- Maya Angelou
When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn’t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out
The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay
If love produced a blossom/I’d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I’d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven
And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel

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Hey, Thanks so much. And yes I'd been thinking that you'd disappeared off the face of teenink :P I remember you telling me of this other writing society. You must pardon me for being so extremely lazy and not checking it out. I've been well Alhumdulillah. What with so much studying and exams I myself fing very little time to come on here. We can keep contact definitely but I use emai more, however whichever one is preferable to you.Studies are going well too. Just pray. By the way, have you been writing much lately?

GOLD said...

on Dec. 14 2013 at 1:36 am

Amazing work! Tu shaheen hai parvaaz hai kaam tera tere samne asmaan aur bhi hain (Iqbal) Salam, How you doing, sister? Long time no see. I am not much active on this site. Can we keep contact on facebook? How are your studies going?

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