Scattered words

It's been along time since i last posted something here :'), i don't know why but i haven't been motivated recently so , yeah :/ . ***** She always gave others hope , everytime someone asked for a person to stand there with .. She was the one to answer their help .. She had that weird kind of hope , the one that keeps you alive !  They always wondered about her hope and how she maneged to save it when everyone else seemed to lack hope .. But what they did not really know , is that deep down inside of her she actually started to doubt it , she doubt everything , she thought everyday about what everyone kept saying that there is no more hope to live for here and how they hated everything about here! And it acually started to take here's too . She did not know how she got so much hope herself , but what she knew is that how scared she was of turning like them and what would really happen if she did .  She might have lost it long time ago , but she would never admit it ...

I have been loving creation tusday so far so much ❤️_❤️. Not gonna say what happened to "the truth behind her hope " but it is taking me so long to upload it :( .  Todays creation is send from a lovely girl named : Kinana Edriss, she is also from syria and she is definitely an amazing writer too ❤️ .  Keep it up Kinana 😍 .  ********* كالنفس الاول من كل شيء... انت  كفرحة الام الثكلى التي حبلت بعد الف عام..انت كغيمة يتيمة عانقت اختها.. فامطرت وامطرت  تلك هي انت  وانا والشام  عاشقان لقبلة واحدة قبلة الجنوب من ريح عطرك انت  اجوب الليل باحثا... تائها سائلا الدوالي عنك سائلا السمر عنك سائلا الحياة عنك وبينما انا ابحث عنك في طيات جفوني اجدك.... طال النوى  فالعين تبكي والكف تلتقط جبهتي والارض تستمع نجواي فتسقى. وتسقى وتورقني بالروح منك... طال النوى ولربما سيطول اكثر وانت لازلت كالنعنع كلما اقتصصتك مني تنبتين اكثر وليس بوسعي يا سيدتي سو...

Heyy guys , sorry for not being able to post anything recently but it had been such a mess and so on .. I am going to upload a post tomorrow i hope , under the title of :  The truth behind her Hope ❤️❤️ . Stay tuned 😍. **** Today's creation post is from an amazing Syrian girl named : Reham Shams Aldeen.  She writes mostly poets and her writings are really amazing and touching ! I loved them 😍 Enjoy ... ما أجملَ لو بقينا أنقياء  كالدمعِ في العيون  كوجوه الأتقياء  ما أجملَ لو بقينا أصدقاء  لكنّنا في الحبِّ تعساء  لا نجيدُ لغةَ البقاء  لكنّنا في الحبِّ جبناء  لا نعرف قيمةَ العطاء  ما أجملَ لو كنّا كُرماء  لكنّنا في الحبِّ بخلاء  التضحيةُ ما خُلقت لنا  بل خُلقت للأقوياء  ويا حسرةً علينا  فكلنا ضعفاء  كلٌّ منا فَقَدَ قلبَه  وكلّنا في الحبِّ شهداء ****** مات كلُّ مافينا أحلامنا .. أمانينا بيتٌ ...

I always tend to write about life , or even think about it , to try to understand its logic , but it seems like everytime i somehow start to understand how it rolls , something new change everything up . All these years i have been trying to understand people , their actions , their lifes , and everything concerns how life affects them . It seems like the older we get the more life gets complicated and the more  we tend to spend time alone , and it also seems that the more technology we get the more our life becomes harder and we become more heartless . I have found out finally that no matter what you do people are still going to hurt you , hate you , talk about you , or even ignore you , Unless you are dead . I have found out that as long as there is good there is bad , as long there is pain there is happiness , as long as they talk about others infront of you they talk about you infront of them and as long as there are negativities there are positivities.  ...

A month ago , a friend of mine ( not really a friend ) sent me a picture with my name on it , it wasn't any picture , it was from the land we lost long time ago , that picture really meant the world to me .. Because as i said we lost it long time ago and i don't think i would visit it any time soon ..  As simple as that picture might seem to be to you .. But it is not to me , you see they might have taken our land but they won't stop us from believing that someday we will get it back , they won't stop us from being there by simple letters writen on a small peace of paper and they deffinitaly can't stop us from fighting back even if it was with words .. Maybe .. Just maybe these words someday would turn out to actions .. ❤️ Because this land .. Our land .. Is called palestine. ❤️ ******* موطنٌ سكننا منذ زمن بعيد .. موطنٌ حملنا حبه في عروقنا منذ الأزل ..  منذ اللحظة الأولى و سنوات الدراسة الأولى علمونا حبه .. موطنٌ لم ن...

Heyy friends , it had been ages since i last posted my part 2 of forgiven !! Well , it is finally here ^_^ it took me so long to find a proper end for this story , so now i am so excited about it that it is finally here ❤️ . The end is bit inspired by my lovely friend rawan , i am finally going to post more often since i finally finished this one ^_^ .  I could not wait no more to post this , so i am posting this right now , this late it is 4:00 am here in syria so i hope you all read it even uf it is late :) Hope you enjoy it , also, please tell me if you want me to do a facebook page so it would be more easier for you guys to reach my posts ❤️  I am sorry if this is too long for you but it worth it ❤️. *********** After taking him so long to recover from his brother rami's death , he finally managed to stand up on his feet again , after all these days he thought he would never be okay again since rami left him all alone in that cold house , since ...

Heyy friends , how have you been ?  First if all i want to say that i am really sorry for taking so long to post anything new again , it had been a very weird days. It is creations tuesdayyy agaiin ❤️  Today's post is written by a very dear person , my best friend!! ❤️ Hope you enjoy it and love it too ❤️  Please share your creations with me fir the next tuesday ^_^ ************ هنالك سؤال اكاد لا انفك بطرحه على نفسي في صباح كل يوم،كيف لشيئ ان يؤلم اكثر من فقدان البشر؟  كيف للوطن ان يجرحنا اكثر من احبائنا . عندما نفقد شخص عزيز مهما كانت الاسباب يكون الزمن امثل طبيب ليلتئم جرح الفراق .بينما المعادلة تختلف مع الوطن لتشعر ان الم البعد عنه يتأصل في جوارحك و ينزف مع كل دقة قلب .كيف لارضي ان تتعشق بجسدي مع كل نفس ادخله؟.كيف لجذورها وهوائها وترابها دخول عظامي و الجري في دمائي؟.كيف لارضي السكن في عقلي ودمغ صورتها في روحي؟كيف لوطني ان يؤلمني اكثر من فقدان احبائي؟ لقد اصبت بمتلازمة الوطن!أتدرون اني افكؤ بصورته عند سماع اغاني الحب ...