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Don’t deny your heart
Silence can never render the heart’s true yearnings irrelevant or obsolete…it only makes it more torturous until fulfilled…if ever The heart’s true yearnings slowly morph into unfulfilled moments of angst that are beyond explanation or reason Sleep soon escapes us as we try to busy ourselves with the urgencies of life in our efforts to…
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True love is never lost
Fate has a way of giving us what we ask for when we don’t realise we’re asking for it. It is the yearnings of the soul that calls out to the heavens, while our mouths utter pleas that are born of the distractions of needs. Needs are ephemeral. They pass through us like the passing…
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Don’t sell yourself short
When you surrender your principles in exchange for affection, you give others permission to demand compromises rather than create understanding. Worse than this, when you make such a compromise, you undermine your worth in the relationship by giving up what you believe in, not because you changed your beliefs, but because you wanted to be…
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Poetry of old
“Poetry often belies the age of the poet, but always reveals the struggles of the soul. What we write of youth, applies to old. But most would rather resist it, Than bear the truth be told. I’m in love with life. But I hate the world.” It’s possible to live life romantically, you know. Despite…
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Understanding misunderstanding
When we find that, despite our sincerest efforts, we continue to be misunderstood, consider that perhaps we need to focus on understanding instead. Understanding becomes difficult when we’re gripped with the desperation of needing others to understand how important something is to us. That desperation is often driven by fear, or self pity, rather than…
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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…
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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…
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Tears
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)…