18 & Unbothered
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Not every flower blooms in spring some wait for storms to prove their beauty @icidebot
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Some dreams are too faithful to die, even when the final whistle says otherwise. There are hearts that give everything, only to walk away with silence. They say:
سعيتَ نحوَ العُلا والقلبُ مُجتهدٌ
ترجو من الحلمِ أن يُهديكَ رضوانا
لكنَّ دربَ المُنى قد خانَ موعدَهُ
وأورثَ العينَ بعدَ الضحكِ أحزانا
تبقى المواقفُ لا الألقابُ شاهدةً
فالصدقُ أبقى، ولا يُخفيه نسيانا
Not every dream is measured by the trophy it leaves behind. Some are remembered because someone carried them with everything they had. And sometimes, the greatest victory is having a heart that never stopped believing until the very end.I was born where the sky had a name,
but freedom never learned mine.
The streets remembered every step I took,
yet none of them led me home.
So I became a stranger before I ever left.
And I say instead of all this:
"إذا ضاقَتِ الأوطانُ ضاقَتْ رُوحُ فَتًى
وما اتَّسَعَتْ دُنيا بغيرِ حُرِّيَّةٍ"
