Qudsi.

Disconnect, to reconnect. BBS! https://www.instagram.com/le_marz/p/BvImwFnlxnD/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=rr45poep2k79

"ռɛʋɛʀ ƈʊȶ ǟ ȶʀɛɛ ɖօառ ɨռ ȶɦɛ աɨռȶɛʀȶɨʍɛ. ռɛʋɛʀ ʍǟӄɛ ǟ ռɛɢǟȶɨʋɛ ɖɛƈɨֆɨօռ ɨռ ȶɦɛ ʟօա ȶɨʍɛ. ռɛʋɛʀ ʍǟӄɛ ʏօʊʀ ʍօֆȶ ɨʍքօʀȶǟռȶ ɖɛƈɨֆɨօռֆ աɦɛռ ʏօʊ ǟʀɛ ɨռ ʏօʊʀ աօʀֆȶ ʍօօɖֆ. աǟɨȶ. ɮɛ քǟȶɨɛռȶ. ȶɦɛ ֆȶօʀʍ աɨʟʟ քǟֆֆ. ȶɦɛ ֆքʀɨռɢ աɨʟʟ ƈօʍɛ." ʀօɮɛʀȶ ɦ. ֆƈɦʊʟʟɛʀ https://www.instagram.com/p/BqU8nAVnVDxybvgQwbVdEA8oNzet78MwJE_7sQ0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ogi355migfzg

The nature of my blood is to run through each vessel with a streaming power and an answer to: 'why?' ~Q (at Hamilton, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/BplE8UAHEVeyuhA6pDY-SqbMlwCAeQL2MB_iNw0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=sb5ty50ijc1e

Your leaves may be covered with snow and silence. Though underneath the beauty there are thorns that prick through the fingers that touch the soft tender flakes. https://www.instagram.com/p/Bpf1HwuHI-4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8lma65pr65q0

Up above the world so high (at Hamilton, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo7UxcXB0BL/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1s6clhmw8bece

Bond. Qudsi Bond. https://www.instagram.com/p/BoA3XG0BpCw/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1j51znb21mot3

Pushing too hard Peddling too fast She fell on the pavement Heart on her cast And in that moment In that instant of a blink I wished i was her Instead of covered in ink The ink of my poems The ink of ny pens The ink spilled on my fingers Cracked and dense I watched her cry I watched her be picked up I watched her be held While her tears would fill a cup I wished my rivers measured I wished the lakes had dried I wished that every bruise she had Were on my side I watched her forget I watched her see The new begining And wished it was me. #moveOn... (at Hamilton Mountain)

Burn your finger. It'll hurt less.

Toxic relationships

Who's going to walk you through the dark side of the morning? Who's going to rock you when the sun won't let you sleep?

Life seemed so short. Like seconds on a clock. Now ... it feels endless. And the hours won't knock. Like it's all a burden, When there's nothing to spare. When there's far too little To carry or share. When you realize that, greed That you once hated so, Is just a defence To this life, very low. When you breathe But your lungs don't expand And your clenched stomach Snaps, like rubberband The air now fills With your salty wet tears And the smoke from the candle That burned through the years And your fingers will shake At the thought of next time A "tomorrow", a "next year" Or when that clock starts to chime. A ring of the future A ring for the past A ring to hold tightly In your hands, just to last. That the ringwill imprint As a promise to make While the air fills with nothing But the smell of heartache For those who have waited For those who have seen The wonders and heavens And the joys in between Because the smile so wide Is just a disguise When the mask is removed The truth covers lies That were sewed in the air And stitched on the grounds Of heavens and hells And the rings to these sounds And when you thought so clearly That life was so short It ended, so quickly While you're left on the court Battling the smoke From your own reckless age Battling fire From a heart full of rage And you stare through the blackness Of steady blood fire And see that your life Is hung by a wire. ~Qudsi (at Al Ain)