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Viany Nov 2017
I am a foreign woman
Expressing myself to you
In a foreign language
These words are your words,
Yet somehow reside in me
Viany Nov 2017
I envy the arrival of the moon... for when the moon makes its appearance, darkness forms and silence grows. When the moon makes its appearance, my mind is restless
Viany Oct 2017
My mother always says, a woman's intuition makes a man feel uncomfortable. For he knows that deep down, she knows everything without asking to know. She just knows. It flows like the river in her heart, it flies around like butterflies in her gut, it runs miles in her mind...it's always there. Now some women suppress that intuition for the case of not letting go of love...scared of the unknown after what they thought was love is lost..as we know, love is blind at times. But I encourage you ladies, do not neglect that intuition. For the more you listen to it, the stronger it gets. If you openly accept it, it'll be your safety net, your protection, your armor against deeper pain. Listen to your intuition...for it is a gift from God.
  Oct 2017 Viany
kainat rasheed
I searched for God among the Christians and on the Cross and therein I found Him not.

I went into the ancient temples of idolatry; no trace of Him was there.

I entered the mountain cave of Hira and then went as far as Qandhar but God I found not.

With set purpose I fared to the summit of Mount Caucasus and found there only 'anqa's habitation.

Then I directed my search to the Kaaba, the resort of old and young; God was not there even.

Turning to philosophy I inquired about him from ibn Sina but found Him not within his range.

I fared then to the scene of the Prophet's experience of a great divine manifestation only a "two bow-lengths' distance from him" but God was not there even in that exalted court.

Finally, I looked into my own heart and there I saw Him; He was nowhere else.
But
In my heart .

Writer :

Jalaludin rumi
Viany Oct 2017
He told me all the reasons he could not love me..
The heartbreak from his past,
the distance, and so forth
He said I'm just insecure
No...my love, you're just a coward
Viany Oct 2017
When the sweet sun kissed your skin,
honey was formed..
I admire you like art,
dark skin smooth as silk
I need your embrace..
I need your embrace
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