Butterfly she is...
Ruqayyah Jkh
The story of a butterfly.. When i first met her she was half way flapping her wings.. Then i, as a hurricane i took her with me.. Sometimes making her see wonders.. Sometimes showing her chaos.. She is one of those rare ones.. Wise like a wolf.. Patient like a sheep.. Understanding like a dolphin.. Smart like a fox... Ambitious like a shark.. Fierce like a lion.. Then,one day my hurricane took it slowly away.. She took shelter in her cocoon... What she doesn't know is her worth.. A butterfly isn't born to stay in her cocoon.. She has to fly.. She has to show her magnificent colours first to herself then to others & trust those strong wings of hers.. She can fly again.. She is enough.. She has what it takes.. She is stronger than she thinks.. She is my butterfly.. Fly,fly,fly high in the sky.. You can go through that hurricane.. I believe in you..
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Ruqayyah Jkh
@Visha i do...a lot...😍😘😗😙😚
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2018-09-17 15:47:40
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Ruqayyah Jkh
@deadone thnk u dear..❤
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2018-09-17 15:48:01
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STELLA RAYMOND
Just speechless
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2018-09-17 18:45:48
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Коли я опинюся в твоєму полоні, це буде найсолодший кінець моєї історії. Це буде крапка на кар'єрі поета, ніяких почуттів вміщених на папері. Це буде найсолодший початок моєї любові – моє кохання ловитимеш у кожному слові, у кожному погляді, у кожному русі. Вірші не потрібні будуть, вони стануть безвкусні.
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I Saw a Dream
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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.
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