Cherished to death

When love is a well kept secret, it becomes torturous

When love is embraced, it emits a glow that keeps the darkness of the world at bay

When we withhold our love from fear of it not being enough, we destroy the very object of our affection

Thus, self deprecation cherishes beauty in silence, but leaves to whither and die, the object of its cherishing

It is the doubts we harbour of our adequacy, that undermines our resolve to be beautiful

In our efforts to hide from the world our fear, we lose sight of those who see in us what we don’t see in ourselves

Those same souls who worship our beauty, but are discarded through our fear, are the souls whose hearts we cherish…silently

Our belief that they do not need our embrace as much as we wish they would embrace us, is what leaves them cherished, but discarded

Even the most cherished of hearts, if left without a home, will die of exposure.

Perhaps this is why the good fades from our lives, as we hold on to the bad that we believe is not fair to place as a burden on others…

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To be loved…

Love, without understanding, is mere infatuation.

To love, is to see the strength that created such beauty, not just to admire the beauty.

To love, is to caress the scar with a gentleness that honours the pain that caused it.

To love, is to see the pain that sometimes distorts the beauty, without devaluing the beauty.

To love, is to see, before needing to be seen.

The profession of love, without truly knowing who is being loved, is a profession of need, more than it is an embrace.

It is when our need to be understood by our beloved exceeds our desire to understand them first that love makes a silent exit, and entitlement replaces it.

To truly love, you must first seek to understand, because understanding demands that you pay attention to your beloved, before you feel a need to demand their attention for what you need instead.

Be loved. Be blessed.

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Tears hold no value if left to dry on their own.

It’s the gentle touch that wipes it away

That fulfils its yearning

Be gentle with yourself, beloved

The world mocks the extraordinary

Because ordinary is safer for meek souls

(a snip of things to come in my new novel, Taqdeer, A Dance With Destiny)

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Only you

“I’ve been incompatible with anyone else since I met you.”

Sometimes, without warning, someone enters your life and challenges every assumption you ever made about what’s possible.

What you thought you deserved was limited to what you were capable of achieving up to that point, and maybe just a quiet desire to acquire some peace beyond it.

Until they see in you what you thought was your own delusions, and you see in them what you thought were only your dreams.

Once you connect with that truth, nothing can convince you that anything less is what you must settle for.

Settling becomes a vulgar thought, and fulfilment becomes incomplete without them.

When that happens, the distance between love and torture grows, and you find yourself stretched between the two, with only shards of sanity to prevent you from being torn apart.

Those shards will tear at your dreams and taunt your delusions until their embrace is secured.

Until then, life becomes a dyslexic dance with insanity, and love remains elusive.

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