Aku pejam mata.
Berbisik dalam doa.

Tuhan,
Lindungi saudara kami di sana.
Kuatkan mereka dengan pertolonganMu,
Berilah kemenangan kepada islam di sana ya Tuhan,
Kabulkanlah.

Ini doa terdalam.
Dari hati—
Untuk kalian,
Palestina bumi bertuah.


(via nurul-qalbi)
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today,
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…
With every goodbye you learn.

Veronica Shoffstall, “Comes the Dawn” (via larmoyante)

(Source: alwanizolkifli)

Say Alhumduillah, because you always have more than you think you have.
Boonaa Mohammed (via rabbrakha)

(Source: soul-submission)

How can I trust in love? How can I trust in anything that can be so present one moment and so absent the next?
Beau Taplin || mistrust.  (via afadthatlastsforever)