Dear past lover,
It still fucks me up so bad.
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Dear past lover,
It still fucks me up so bad.

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I still believe
Redemption
Establishes sovereignty in
Every shortcoming.
Zienab Hamdan
Never allow someone
To use your body as a means
Of escape
From their lonesomeness.
Youāre not a vacation
Or a five-minute smoke break.
Do not allow bits and pieces
Or even halves
Of people,
Make themselves whole using you.
Theyāll take
Pieces of you with them
When they leave
And youāll spend the rest
Of your life, wondering when theyāll
Bring them back.
Zienab Hamdan
Iļø just read a quote that said āNever be the reason someone asked God for peaceā and wow. God forgive me for the times Iāve been the toxic person in someoneās life.
I always left the front doors Of my heart Open for you But when the draft came in And winter commenced You asked me At which point Did my soul become so cold.
Zienab Hamdan - Frigid

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And thatās the one thing I hate most about being a poet. Iām always putting my emotions in places That my emotions have no business being in. Blue, canāt just be blue anymore without the connotation of the sky, or a lovers eyes. Roses canāt just be roses anymore, with thinking about sweet beginnings, or thorns, or a bouquet in the trash bin. And cups of coffee arenāt just a morning thing. Their the moments you spend sipping them, in a particular coffee shop, with a particular person and particular conversations. All the little things around me, they hurt. They hurt.
Zienab Hamdan - A Poets Curse.
Weād burn each other to the ground Then wonder why our love was so ashy.
Zienab Hamdan - Bad Love.
This is you Collapsing into me. This is you Saying āIām sorry you need to carry the weight Of my world somedays. Astronomers say Galaxies happened Because vast clouds of gas and dust Collapsed under their own gravitational pull, Allowing stars to form. So baby Collapse all you want, Donāt you know You are my entire universe?
Zienab Hamdan - The Big Bang Theory
do you take requests?
Sure do!
Maybe self-care is an expensive face mask or retail therapy. Maybe itās a bathtub of warm water and a good book. Maybe itās a long walk or simply just breathing. Maybe itās finding solace in god or whatever you believe in. Maybe itās reorganizing your drawers, your whole room or your whole life. The thing is, mental health is not just a black and grey concept. Everyone copes differently and the method someone chooses to heal is none of your business. Mental health is not a competition and we need to do a better job at understanding that.
Zienab Hamdan

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Everything was so Beautiful and pure When I stared at it Through rose coloured glass. But I just wish I stayed there. I wish I never met the ugly parts of you. I wish we were still Strangers.
Zienab Hamdan - Maybe if we didnāt destroy each other the way we did, I could still pass by you on the street and say hello.
Smoked kisses, I always had a thing For the good boy With cigarettes. Maybe itās because His bad habit Was proof That heād do anything to get His fix. Heād do anything To get me, His favourite addiction.
Zienab Hamdan - Heād go to hell and back to keep getting his fix.
Can you share with us on how you met your hubby?? Love hearing these stories
Mmm... okie.So from when I was in high school, we were always family friends, as I knew his sister fairly well. At his sisterās wedding, I got all dolled up (I had short hair that was slicked back and the sharpest contour) and he had noticed me at the door, which he then proceeded to ask his cousin about me. Fast forward two months, Iām sitting with his sister and she goes āit would be so cool if we were sister in laws?ā And Iām like āwhat a wonderful idea, do you have a brother?ā Thinking she was being sarcastic, she pointed at my now husband and said āyes, that one right there.ā At this point, Iām like woah, heās a cutie. Turns out, he had asked about me, and everyone was liking the idea. Fast forward a few more months, I run into him again at a family friendās house. At this point, Iām still clueless as to what was going on. No one informed me there was already an existing interest. I saw him holding this cute little newborn and as a baby lover, I wanted to hold her. So I approached him, made simple conversation is efforts to have him hand over the baby. To say the least, he didnāt for the longest time, just to keep me talking to him lol.A week after that, he reached out to me through Facebook, we exchanged numbers and literally 2 days later, Iām in front of him, having a cup of coffee in a Starbucks. And the rest is history.
Maybe when Iām 70 Or 80 And this universe Has aged me with Heartache, Iāll run into you. And Iāll tell you the whole truth.
Zienab Hamdan - We can talk about our life stories.
Last night I dreamt That the moon kissed Me for this first time And spilled himself over me Like a ripe peach Dripping down my chin After I sank my teeth into it. Last night I dreamt That I fell in love With the nighttime sky And he swallowed me whole. You didnāt know Did you, His love will seem So precious Until he consumes You whole.
Zienab Hamdan - Cautions.

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One day, youāre 18 and the boy you fell for in high school breaks your heart. One day, youāre 25 and the boy who broke your heart has been long gone and his name is just another name among the bunch of ālovers that went wrongā. Among the āShouldāve beensā and āWouldāve beensā. So there it is. Be 18. Wear your heart on your sleeve. Give your number to a stranger on the train who sparked a conversation with you about the weather or whether your Thursday night was vacant. Wear your heart on your sleeve. Love defiantly. Forgot what heartbreaks feels like, just remember how you wrote good poetry with mascara infused tears leaving track-marks along your cheekbones. Let boys look at you, you are a girl of beauty after all. Wear a new shade of lipstick that begs the attention. Run in the morning, understand you are free. Wear your heart on your sleeve. And by all means, be 18. One day, youāll be 25 and miss the petty heartbreaks of being 18.
18 - Zienab Hamdan (Via moonlyaffairs)
Thereās still time To come back from All that has destroyed you. Redemption Still establishes Sovereignty In every shortcoming. You are not Your sins.
Zienab Hamdan - Forgive Yourself.