Azra Tabassum's Blog, page 180

I feel like I’ve been very still lately. And not in a good way but where I feel like I’m...

I feel like I’ve been very still lately. And not in a good way but where I feel like I’m incredibly sad but feel absolutely nothing at the same time. I’m trying my hardest to get myself back but a lot of the time it’s painful to keep peeling yourself for people who don’t want any of it and my insecurity has gotten to a point where I doubt every good and warm thing said to me and where every bad thing is amplified by at least a hundred. What I’m trying to say is that I’m still trying to become the light and its an awful struggle but I hope I get there someday soon.

Azra. Honestly every time you post something, I just sigh and moan and you are so great. You're seriously one of my favorite poets & I wish I could write metaphors and shape them the way you do. I'm amazed by your talent. I hope you can find someone who gi

I hope it’s beautiful where you are. Thank you. 

"Those were the days the flat was cold. The days we couldn’t afford central heating. The days..."

“Those were the days the flat was cold. The days we couldn’t afford central heating. The days where the warmest place was inside of you. That was how we existed like underbellies wrapped around each other. Those were the days you came home from work and we were just legs and arms. We weren’t even sex, we weren’t even longing, I wanted to be under your armpit forever. You wanted to live inside the backs of my knees. Those were the days that I was human with you. The average kind of human. I wasn’t pretty in the mornings, I didn’t want to be. You didn’t ask me to. I wore the same underwear for days. You burped after beers. We kissed sleepy like bears in the winter. Those were the days we were poor and we were delighted with each other. Those were the days your smile lit my insides up like the fourth of July. The days I licked your freckles and swore I could have tasted cinnamon. Those were the days I told you I loved you for the first time and you gasped like you were hearing an orchestra. Those were the days you said ‘say it again, say it again.’”

- Azra.T., “Sleepy Bears” 

ugh oh my god you are so lovely and powerful, like ive never met you and yet you have helped me grow so much and learn to not be ashamed of being sensitive and getting attached to people so easily. i used to be really closed off, and at times in the last y

this message is gonna leave me with a smile on my face for like a hundred and five years I swear

Do you have a poem about anger?

Ironically, no, since I’m angry about 70% of the time

"We missed it. Those sun-drenched bodies, love like honey intoeach other’s mouths.We kissed..."

“We missed it.

Those sun-drenched bodies,

love like honey into

each other’s mouths.

We kissed like we were

licking spoons clean.

We lost it but God,

I’ll think of you.

I’ll think of you there.

I promise.”

- Azra.T., “Halcyon Days”

I wish I could move people the way you do, you're incredible.

You do! You move everyone who you encounter in some intangible way. 

"I feel very close to you although our meetings and communications have not been many. There is a..."

“I feel very close to you although our meetings and communications have not been many. There is a vulnerability we share — the warmth, the hunger.”

- Anne Sexton, from a letter to Erica Jong 

Azra, darling, why is it that the things I hope for most never seem to hope for me?

Because you know what, my love? Sometimes the universe wants you to have better, more beautiful things. 

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