Azra Tabassum's Blog, page 110
July 2, 2015
if i could get tattoos my body would quite literally, be a graveyard for poems, i’d be covered...
if i could get tattoos my body would quite literally, be a graveyard for poems, i’d be covered in ‘em
July 1, 2015
"Then rain fallen across skin,
trickling from thigh to ankle,
down the back of the knee—
beauty,..."
“Then rain fallen across skin,
trickling from thigh to ankle,
down the back of the knee—
beauty, tickling the body
to laughter: I will follow you down.”
- Sara Eliza Johnson, from “View From the Fence, On Which I Sit and Dangle My Legs,” Bone Map: Poems (via pacificaly)
trickling from thigh to ankle,
down the back of the knee—
beauty, tickling the body
to laughter: I will follow you down.”
- Sara Eliza Johnson, from “View From the Fence, On Which I Sit and Dangle My Legs,” Bone Map: Poems (via pacificaly)
June 30, 2015
"My skin blooms
with lost proximity – bruises smaller
than new purple irises. The memory of eye..."
“My skin blooms
with lost proximity – bruises smaller
than new purple irises. The memory of eye teeth
in my shoulder. The print of his rushed thumb
on my wrist. Forgive my stumble.
All I know of falling is finding the ground.”
- Emily O’Neill, from “Sense Memory,” Pelican
(via lifeinpoetry)
with lost proximity – bruises smaller
than new purple irises. The memory of eye teeth
in my shoulder. The print of his rushed thumb
on my wrist. Forgive my stumble.
All I know of falling is finding the ground.”
- Emily O’Neill, from “Sense Memory,” Pelican
(via lifeinpoetry)
"Once I saw an x-ray of a heart and I was alarmed by its smallness, its translucence. A thing we ask..."
“Once I saw an x-ray of a heart and I was alarmed by its smallness, its translucence. A thing we ask entirely too much of.”
- Laura van den Berg, from “I Looked for You, I Called Your Name,” Isle of Youth: Stories (via coffeetooth)
- Laura van den Berg, from “I Looked for You, I Called Your Name,” Isle of Youth: Stories (via coffeetooth)
June 28, 2015
"Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you?Everyone loves strength, but Do you love me for my..."
“Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you?Everyone loves strength, but Do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test.Do you love me stripped of everything that might be lost, for only the things I will have forever?”
- Alain de Botton, On Love (via figmentalism)
- Alain de Botton, On Love (via figmentalism)
June 27, 2015
"I hope it’s all in you. Worlds and constellations and every pretty thing that could destroy you if..."
“I hope it’s all in you. Worlds and constellations and every pretty thing that could destroy you if you look too closely. After you kiss me, I want to have to pull out your poetry from between my teeth. Untangle it from the knots in my hair. Find it clogging up the shower drains.
I hope that I find it after flossing. Standing at the bathroom sink, running my tongue over the words “survive” and “together.” I’m all messed up bedroom hair and dog-tired eyes and your language is painted over me like neon signage. Let’s wake up to burning. It can be the toast or it can be all the bridges we weren’t going to cross together.
I think we began here. I think it all started in your holy hands and dirty, ugly tongue. Say things that change me. Write them on my body, I want to wake up to a different world inside of me. Take every awful thing and make it wonderful. Say “I love you” like a curse. Say it like a blessing. Don’t say it at all. Fuck, I don’t really care as long as you keep looking at me like that. Like maybe you see the beautiful thing inside of me that I already know exists. That maybe you appreciate it too and that appreciation can hold hands and walk into a fire together and it will be violent and devastating and we will love every moment of it.
I gotta warn you now though, there are ugly things inside of me. Dark things that look like whatever you were scared of when you were nine. Sometimes I’m unrecognisable because of them. I need you to love me through those times, even if you’re terrified. Even if your teeth are chattering from the cold because you’ve got them too. And I promise I’ll hold you through the awful. I promise I’ll never make you feel like I’m going to leave you behind. All your drunk and your bitter and your hateful. All the twisted things that keep you up at night. We’ll survive every damn winter together. I’ll hold your hand when the beasts are clawing at you. Let’s do this one thing for each other, here it goes: I have seen the good in you and the bad in you and I will try my hardest to always love them both. When there are days that I cannot love you like I should, I will stay. I will stay. I will straighten my shoulders, take your battle and I will stay.”
- Azra.T “Ugly Love” (via 5000letters)
I hope that I find it after flossing. Standing at the bathroom sink, running my tongue over the words “survive” and “together.” I’m all messed up bedroom hair and dog-tired eyes and your language is painted over me like neon signage. Let’s wake up to burning. It can be the toast or it can be all the bridges we weren’t going to cross together.
I think we began here. I think it all started in your holy hands and dirty, ugly tongue. Say things that change me. Write them on my body, I want to wake up to a different world inside of me. Take every awful thing and make it wonderful. Say “I love you” like a curse. Say it like a blessing. Don’t say it at all. Fuck, I don’t really care as long as you keep looking at me like that. Like maybe you see the beautiful thing inside of me that I already know exists. That maybe you appreciate it too and that appreciation can hold hands and walk into a fire together and it will be violent and devastating and we will love every moment of it.
I gotta warn you now though, there are ugly things inside of me. Dark things that look like whatever you were scared of when you were nine. Sometimes I’m unrecognisable because of them. I need you to love me through those times, even if you’re terrified. Even if your teeth are chattering from the cold because you’ve got them too. And I promise I’ll hold you through the awful. I promise I’ll never make you feel like I’m going to leave you behind. All your drunk and your bitter and your hateful. All the twisted things that keep you up at night. We’ll survive every damn winter together. I’ll hold your hand when the beasts are clawing at you. Let’s do this one thing for each other, here it goes: I have seen the good in you and the bad in you and I will try my hardest to always love them both. When there are days that I cannot love you like I should, I will stay. I will stay. I will straighten my shoulders, take your battle and I will stay.”
- Azra.T “Ugly Love” (via 5000letters)
Do you mind if I use Ugly Love for my wedding vows?
No!!! Not at all!!!! That’s lovely. Although it would be nice if you could mention that I wrote it :) x
You're so beautiful!!
You’re lovely!
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