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Summer Yellow

Little infinities

I know i don’t always get a not-lonely night
And i know i dont even get a day free from my mental terrors
But sometimes i get a moment that will make me go like :
Oh look you’re at a wholesome small infinity and it doesn’t matter what will happen the next second because you’re at a pure meaningful loving memory.
When you fall asleep unintentionally and wake up to your grandmas voice just realizing and saying ” yaaburne ” ,
When your sisten kisses you on the back at a night ride ,
When your identical baby cousins switch names and each answer you with the others name and you dont know who is who,
When your baby cousin tells you to come so he’ll just wanna kiss you ,
When you see two young women playing and building with the rocks on the sideway of a park because maybe they never got too ,
When you’ve been at the worst and not feeling if youre even good at anything anymore even being good but you help that human sitting on the street on a cold night ,
When you see a pure young boy saying to a dead religious figure on his graveyard ” goodnight sayed , ill see you tomorrow “
When a girl keeps watching you from a distance but youre even afraid to look to make her feel shy , knowing that youll never see her again ,
When you see your reflection on the glasses on an empty mall and just.. dance ,
When you reward two unknown working women after a long lonely day because you dont know what to do in life and they just thank you happily,
When someone tells you not to die because he’s not prepared yet for it ,
When you hear that you’re a geniune huggable person ,
When your brother rushes to put money in sadaka because you told him you dreamed of him going to hajj ,
When your ex best friend waves from you from far far far away in the crowd…
Maybe i should stick to these little infinities,
Maybe they only matter now

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Spring white

I forget…

I know i don’t really think of any meaning of time
But im writing this
Maybe to myself , maybe.
It may be a fast year , but i reached rock bottom.
It may be that i didn’t do work like strive for anything, but i did alot , alot of progress and daily stuff..

Maybe now i dont remember any,
And maybe in many times i forget what happens,
The tragedy of my life that i only remember my intrusive thoughts,
I even forget myself or what i did or my world
I forget , i dont always remember , sorry god , and sorry myself,
But to try to recoil them i guess ill be a bit proud ,
I finished the quraan for the 4th time this year , 3 times this year,
I made some beautiful videos,
I made some paintings ,
I wrote here some stuff,
I did alot of good deads for many and for my friends and family daily,
I ran 5k and more for many many many days,
I watched and read alot,
I came closer(hopefully) to god,
I attended many rituals and studies,

I met beautiful people,
I left beautiful people,
And im saying alot,
Alot of which this might never get,
But i was never mad or sorry about anyone,
I was sorry about myself,
To be left .

I cleared my heart alot,
Started night prayers,
I finished my uni courses,
I played allooottttt of chess,
I made some sketches ,
I swam at sea,
I traveled for the first time,
I read maybe the most of books in a year in my life even if not alot,
I organized many things,
I learned many many stuff,
I wrote some stories on paper,
I was joyful sometimes and tried to lighten my heart to the world and to flow,
And took some good shots of memories , even if with myself only,
And i tried…
I tried.

Categories
Blue Winter

Self ocd reflections


7 years , it comes , it goes
You dont know if you’re afraid of it
Or afraid that it will stop and come back in a farther future
Or afraid of it coming in many other forms and topics.
When anything could trigger you , anything , even a single dot gou see or hear can start an endless circle of pain and struggling ,
And you start , another stage , another self defensive mechanisms, another mind games , thought counts , thought strategies and circles of a clash between you and someone you dont even know who wants to tell you its completely you and you dont exist ,
While you feel that you never existed , and you keep struggling to not let one single thought of it enters, no no , one single thought of it to be thought about ,
And then once again , defensive mind mechanisms , other reiterate sayings and actions and symbols and so on so on , until you get to the next subject
And no one fucking knows
No one fucking sees
I was sitting with my best friend for an hour and was counting how many thoughts passed , he was blown away , he was blown away and i was in my best times , i never even show that .
And just knowing that my friend got also fractions of it made me at ease , we as people with pure ocd feel way more better when we know someone feels us , knows us , we feel better when we see a picture just stating what we go through , or even a video , or even someone talking online , because we’re here , left alone , that most of the time i forget my identity , i forget everything..
And even sometimes i feel way better when someone or some people at public do the things we fear to think , and they even feel proud about it and they laugh and they go on without having conscience , like like , i feel better i feel i feel im good in the middle of this unknown mess that is making me everything but not good , i feel this is happening because im good , and that even if all the time im fighting the things that go against my will to prove it , that I’m it
And i dont want to end like crona
I don’t
I want to break free
I want to be fine
I want to be out

Categories
Blue Spring

The sea in my dreams

I used to like summer mornings
I used to like summer nights
Grandpa would leave dessert on the doorway
Each saturday morning
I’d see all this stretching through sunlight

Now i don’t wake up at mornings
And i don’t breath the scent of nights
And all the sweetness left me
I’m trying to regain my peaceful sense

If i could sustain my sorrows
If i could sustain my selves
It sharpens to a point i want to shed my skin
With my finger nails
But all my lover’s finger nails were broken
And i was broken

I stay up late every night
And maybe you think I’ll keep on talking
And maybe you think i abandoned you all
But the only thing that doesn’t shut is my mind
Just for today , i abandoned myself

And if we lost our kingdom in one day
Could there have been any other way ?
Could the way be just to make a choice to not loose it all ?
Did the we ever after ever exist ?

I’m going to bed now
But I’ll not be drown in my sorrows
I’ll be drown in the sea
The sea in my dreams

I won’t go on a ship
I won’t try to swim
Maybe I’ll pray
Not to live
To just feel the will to live

It was an expensive mistakes
It was a forgotten mistakes
My neck shattered to get me here
I have no blood on my hands for a reason
But what was i supposed to do ?
How was i supposed to know how to fix water tubes ?
How was i supposed to know how to ride over other’s thoughts ?
How was i supposed to quite my job ?
How was i supposed to handle a fulfilling college life ?
How was i supposed to have good friends ?
How was i supposed to leave good friends ?
How was i supposed to say goodbye to my grandpa ?
How was i supposed to hold on to a job ?
How was i supposed to run each
Monday Wednesday Friday Sunday Tuesday?
How was i supposed to handle my illness ?
Or my life ?
How the hell was i supposed to handle the illness of my life ?
I was given a body that is falling apart
My house is falling apart
And I was given a mind that can’t control itself
And what about the pain I’m in right now?
And I was given a ship that can’t steer itself.
And what about a prayer ?
How was I supposed to know?
And God won’t forgive me
And you won’t forgive me
Not unless I open up my heart
And how am I supposed to do that?

When I go to this same room every night
And sleep in the same bed every night?
The same fucking bed
With one eye seeing the world dark and a mind darker,
Even in day,
Even is daylight,
The light from the sun,
The sun over the sea,
This sea is too familiar
How many nights have I drowned here?
And i don’t wake up trembling
From a dream where I swam into the sea
I reach out and hold you in my arms
But are you real ?
Am i real ?
My life was searching for sweet on the door
Now it’s searching for a door to a sweet
You choose to survive
To run without a door
Let us go to where we belonged
To the place we built
But we changed paths
From sth inside
Us
But it was not
Us
Was it ?
Did it matter ?
Was it that something we dont know came for us
But we didn’t even come too ?
Will we ever do ?

Categories
Autumn white

For God

I always say i don’t know if i do
That i carry my heaven with me
Because as you see
Carrying heaven is sth i always have doubts about
But carrying hell is sth I’m certain of for sure.
I’m feeling distant not in space,
Nor in personal feelings,nor people,
But im feeling distant as of this world as a whole.
I don’t think that , with all the connections to it,
That i still have interest of it,
And not reclaiming any spiritual path,
But reclaiming a lost in a clear path.

I understand it all
I don’t feel it all
I dont think any of it all is standing beside me
Or having interest in me
And so goes here
I’m not even sad
I’m just calm
I’m just praying for patience and that I’ll always sip my hot cup of tea
When people ask me how are you I’ll just ignore the question
Because i dont understand it
Or that i understand it that its just a human concept
And i can’t accept it
I dont believe it
I dont want to fit my self and my mind that is truggling all the time to leave man-made concept to act upon it
And i have no obligation whatsoever to accept any of it
Even if i have to die
You see
I might live in hell here
With fear here
But I’m the most human being that is devoted to face his shadows
That is surrendering completely for a sake of a long distant unkown unseen place and self far beyond himself
Far beyond this human understanding
And fitting
And seeing
And trying to be
You know when i struggle i dont nag or get upset
Maybe that’s just who i am
If i was build upon fear
If my mind isnt just rotating in a single direction
If im always fighting for unseen things
Maybe that’s why i should always believe that heaven is still with me
Will always be
Alone
And that’s why I’ll reach it
Alone
Without explaining it
Without sharing it
Without letting anyone understand it
Because
I’m the most fearful person on the planet
And also the most fearless one
And i know i can’t let anyone come with me because no one can or try.
And i know no one is ready to throw all his life and relations and personal pursuings and paths and this whole goddamn world like me .

Taking the path to heaven through miles of clouded hell
With you and god only,
This is all for you god , only.

Categories
Fall white

Everyone that i love is dead

We used to play virtual yugioh when we were 7 years old
The writer of the series died this year , he drowned after saving a girl
My old friend that i used to play with left social media
The people i used to watch with in my neighborhood now i only know there names .
And my other friend told me today his story , of how the girl he loved died , and how he can’t move on anymore.
I dont know what to do if something like that happened , i can’t handle someone i love dying, even young .
But then i remember everyone i loved died , they went away , so what does it matter , we mught probably never talk or see each other again , I’ll cry now and I’ll cry when they leave this world , so they’re dead , they passed through time and space already .
And some people left stories behind,
Kentaru muira did , so is he dead ? He changed my life
He taught me how to struggle even when i dont know how
Even if i dont know how to move on , to find a place , someone , something that’s worth living/dying for , he taught how to just keep moving forward
There’s a video of the same title , i cried my soul out when watching it , because , you feel you’re alone , but the only place to ever exist when youre not alone is when you struggle..
If i died now , I’m glad of the life i lived , i lived a great life , i lived marvelous memories that no one will know or remember and theyre gonna be burried with me , but i will be satified and I’ll be glad for everything i saw and went through , or maybe it went through me
Maybe this is a dream and we’re fragments
Maybe i only wish that i don’t feel the track of time in this dream
Maybe i want to meet with the ones who are alive when we wake up ,
Maybe I’ll thank them for feeling their struggle pushing me forward , or hug them
Maybe I’ll never meet some
And eveyone that i left is alive

Categories
Blue Spring

If you ever burried me..

They leave , but where too ?
If they took your world with them
Where did they fit into ?
They leave , and inside of you starts a winter that never ends
That leave you wondering at which storm your heart went

They leave , but not in fall
In fall we met
In fall we were us
We were young
And free
Although it never felt so

They leave , in spring
When you most need the moon
They leave to the moon
The other side ,
And you leave to the other side
Of the bed

If you ever burried me
In my death bed
Don’t write my name
Write those who left
And took me with them

Tell them to come back
On a sunny day
On a summer day
Where we weren’t young
But we were old
And dying
Where it was warm but our bodies were cold
And I’ll forgive them
And they can keep my world with them
And they can fit it into my heart
The one that was inside of them
Inside the storm

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red Winter

Life , actually

There’s just life
Not a monkey life
Not a noodles life
Not losing someone , or grieving on yourself , or patting on a rabbit
There’s no college life
Maybe even everyone you can count didn’t make a significance.
There was life , but it’s dead
And there is life , but it’s not here
There will be life , but it will be gone .
We might make life tonight ,
And if we didn’t ,
We will make life.
You can eat grapes,
Or become a country runner,
Or play a musical,
You can swim,
You can sit under the window,
You can smell the trash,
You can be a dancer,
You can be a dancer under the rain,
You can be a dancer under the rain screaming,
You can be a screamer,
You can scream silently,
You can scream loudly,
You can scream loudly yet no one will listen,
You can talk without talking and you can love without loving,
You can be you when you’ll never be you,
You can’t ever be you,
But you’re living but you’re not here,
There’s no space for you,
Not even for anyone else,
There’s just life,
You can live a thousand lives,
You can be a thousand people,
You can pass a thousand stories or places ,
But they’re not life,
Because life is there,
And they’re not there,
We are,
And through our eyes we look , and dream , and think of life ,
And it always end up….
Not there,
We weren’t even there ,
We don’t want to even know ,
We want to hold the umbrella downwards ,
Not to block the rain ,
To block the world from raining at us ,
And all that we feel of what it want us to go through life,
We’re not there ,
And its not there,
There’s no goal or a place to reach,
Or a happy colored ending waiting head,
There’s no other chapters in life , or new ones,
There’s nothing waiting for you ,
Not even time waits for anyone,
There weren’t older chapters in life
It’s not a book nor a story,
Nor you’re in any,
Nor you are there ,
Nor you’re entering any new form or story
Nor you ever did
Maybe the monkey did
Maybe the noodles did
Maybe patting the rabbit did
But were there any ?
There’s nothing to ask for ,
There’s nothing to be ,
There’s just life

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white Winter

Walking in the path of the ones before me

Walking in the path of the ones before me
I feel sick to think
And i don’t know if i should be writing this right now
I know that as i move worlds move with me
And although I’m glad of paths now
And paths to come
But i keep thinking of the ones who passed
What if we had better worlds and they moved on , without me
What if i moved , but not in the world i live in
What if the world i lived in was never made for us to be together , kind , peaceful , joyful , together
And maybe my heart isn’t made for it
But everyone’s heart was
I wish we opened up , everything
I wish i could let my inner beings to come out , to let them see
That it was always flowing in alternate dimensions
I wish i belong , god
I’m thankful I’m shown all of these
And of these possibilities
And spaces within eyes
And within peaople
The ones before me went away , from themselves
Theirselves went away from the world
The world went away from me
In one hand i want to belong , and in the other i can’t move on from all that we could have
I keep telling myself home is where I’m going
And if that’s it then i totally accept it
Maybe i always saw myself watching , on a higher level , this existence
Maybe i longed to be watched , to be gazed at from far away
For a world to come and pull mine out
To forget here
To belong here

Categories
Summer violet

Hugged our entire world

We were fine once
By hugging the bed
By walking barefooted
By running outside the sushi restaurant because we can’t eat anymore
I was him but not myself
And the world was calling me.
There were monsters
And there were doors
And we weren’t driving away from them
We were driving home
So why did i arrive alone ?
I was fine right now , a second or two
But i can’t face the world anymore
We are stronger
But the call is stranger
And the monsters are the only door
And now that we are home , we can’t escape
And now that everyone i loved lives alone inside of me
We can’t escape
And i don’t want to scream
And i don’t want to shut my mind
But i went again and threw mysef at the bed again
But instead of hugging it… i hugged the world
Our entire world.

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