#thoughtfuldailyposts

সালাম-ই-ইশক্ক!

আমার কাছে মনে হয়, পায়ে আলতা দিয়ে দেওয়া একটা আরাধনার মত; ভালবেসে, আদরে-যত্নে না দিলে এদিক ওদিক ছড়ায়ে যায়, লাইন আঁকাবাঁকা হয়, গোলটা বহুকোণী হয়। আমি নিজের আরেকটা ব্যাপার খেয়াল করলাম যে, ছেঁড়া ফুল আমি পরা,

Yes another year has passed and today is MY DAY and no one will ruin it.... So here it is HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

Life is strange with its ebbs and flows, the wax and wane s it comes and goes The seasons change We change and grow, It's give and take We reap and sow But everything's not Black and white, With many shades

We built this world with more than our hands Before the first clay met water, we had already shaped it in our longing Before the yam sprouted, we had already fed the earth with prayer The wind remembers

There's no deadline for life. None for getting married. having kids, becoming financially stable, getting a job, or finding your path in life. Life unfolds in ways we can't predict, moving at a pace that

Happy new month to everyone on here on Hive . I hope the month of October is good to each and everyone of us . In this new month I hope we can do more of observing rather than absorbing. If we do more

There will be seasons when nothing makes sense. When the very things you built your life upon collapse in your hands. Your career feels like a mistake, your investments vanish, opportunities slip away,

He is tranquil, patient, quiet like a mountain and she is the definition of restlessness in his life!

A suit of gray, but steps are strong, a fire inside has burned so long. The cloud above may shadow skies, yet flames within refuse to die. Through rain and smoke, the spirit goes, its light the only truth

Recovery is a process no matter what it is you're overcoming. No one is better or greater for recovering faster. It's not a race. You need to go at your own pace, even if that is pace is slow. You see

Some days will always be harder than others. Be patient with yourself; you have won many battles but the war will take time. You can be seventeen or seventy-eight and still make mistakes. Try not to punish

I hope our friends understand that we are growing and things won't be the same anymore. We are facing a lot of challenges as we grow. These are critical years that need us to focus. People we date now

In a society that has taught us to favor being cool over being connected, promise yourself that you will always choose to be the person who cares. To be the person who does not desensitize themself, to

When I see my name written down It doesn't feel like my own it feels more like it belongs to a soul, too far long gone When I see my face in a puddle or catch a glimpse in the mirror it doesn't feel like

Greetings

Our bodies are maps, inked with scars and soft rivers, each curve a sentence, each breath a prayer. Our eyes two lanterns in the dark, burning with secrets we dare not speak aloud They hold storms, they

They call it selfish when I say no, but I've learned that silence is not survival, and giving too much is a slow kind of death. So I draw lines not to push love away, but to keep myself whole. My boundaries

Don't bind me with ropes or even words. Hold me in the silence you never speak, Where your breath trembles Where your voice still hides, Where all I want is all that you keep. Undress me Not this skin

There are memories buried inside me, not forgotten, just sleeping under thick layers of silence. I pressed them down with trembling hands, believing that if I stacked enough laughter and busy days on top,