Sumaika bint Zohair

getting back to reading this classic yet again. Timeless.

minimum clouds, no sun; I guess sky really is a canvas today.

my journal is almost full but not my mind or heart. I can never get enough of pasting things that mean even in the slightest, something to me

perfect reminder that patience isn’t achieved in a single step.

We took a collage of memories and painted it for each other. My pov is with her.

day by day, drop by drop and bits of love.

while every stitch teaches patience, ut also heals wounds that are unseen and unspoken

sumo meri rai hai, mohabbat se behtar chai hai.☕️

If travelling was the only thing i could do, travelling would be the only thing I would do.

Admiring things from a distance which started from compulsion has now become a habit.

The hues that are paunted by the greatest of artist

I had bought this as a reminder to something which i now cant remember. Sometimes things that seem unforgettable only need time to fade

a collage of papers or a collage of memories?

you wipe away tears but how do you wipe away feelings?

when painting brings out the colours within you too!

they heal something within you as they grow.

And we plan but above the skies He plans differently and better gor us than we do for ourselves.

But time keeps running and I am struggling to keep up, how ling before I run out of time?

Hoq many words does it take for a man to know all things at once?

escaping into words so life doesn’t overtake the consciousness.

and when the rain falls again, I hope its to hide your tears.

when the green meets the grey, thats when magic happens

Gotham is okay folks!

cross wording

will the drops fall before the tears? stay tuned to find out