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  • #1
    Malak El Halabi
    “I love you, just a little, as little as a single drop of water that contains the entire essence of the ocean.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #2
    Malak El Halabi
    “Your love is a plant that defies asphalt.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #3
    Malak El Halabi
    “You are to my soul what God is to a mother praying for her child at the altar.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #4
    Malak El Halabi
    “Like a tenacious ivy, your presence clings onto the drab wall of my existence.
    Cling harder onto me love, like a blood sucking bed-bug who is never satiated.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #5
    Malak El Halabi
    “Beach reading: Planning on reading, but failing relentlessly due to the heart-stirring view.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #6
    Malak El Halabi
    “He says "You are my property" and I feel relieved. After all, no one wishes to shatter what he owns.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #7
    Malak El Halabi
    “هُوَ الرجل الذي لن يكرِّره هَذَا الدهر مرّتين..”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #8
    Malak El Halabi
    “Be your own solace”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #9
    Malak El Halabi
    “كم موت أتى و لم تمت يا هوى”
    Malak El Halabi
    tags: death, love

  • #10
    Malak El Halabi
    “Now that your eyes are open, make the sun jealous with your burning passion to start the day. Make the sun jealous or stay in bed.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #11
    Malak El Halabi
    “He warned me of the lion's den and I am glad I didn't listen.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #12
    Malak El Halabi
    “You are the Arabian stallion that neighs on the crossroad of my heart ache covering me with the dust of my own ardor.”
    Malak El Halabi
    tags: desire, man

  • #13
    Malak El Halabi
    “I recall those beautiful summer mornings with my parents by the sandy beach of Belek. My father used to teach me how to ride waves. I remember him constantly emphasizing the fact that no wave, no matter how big it is should stir enough fear inside me to keep me glued to the shore. He used to repeat those words while glancing at my mother with a smile that could set the whole sea on fire. My mother, sitting on the beach, too afraid of the deep blue sea, contented herself with building sand castles, ones my father would step on trying to drag her hopelessly into water.

    Step on your sand castle and dive deep. Dive deep into the unknown. Life is damn too short for building sand castles.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #14
    Malak El Halabi
    “How can I begin to tell you how much I miss you without using those three common words that can't even start to express the magnitude nor the depth of my emotions. How can I write in my own blood while wanting to revert its color. The color of blood is similar to "I miss you". It has been raped by writers and lovers constantly, ever since Cain and Abel. I want to be able to create a new alphabet that can simply stand in front of you without bowing. I want to use new metaphors that would erupt like volcanoes between the phrases of my readers' souls. Metaphors such as your absence is similar to eating salt straight from the shaker while thirst is devouring my tongue. Metaphors such as the lack of your presence is like being straddled behind the glass of my own senses.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #15
    Malak El Halabi
    “Noah's ark is on the tombstone of drowning desire and I am walking furiously on water.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #16
    Malak El Halabi
    “You dance the troika in the opening of my veins and I only protest with a murmur.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #17
    Malak El Halabi
    “He takes my breath away and proves to me that I don't need it.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #18
    Malak El Halabi
    “Killing me softly, and I never felt more alive.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #19
    Malak El Halabi
    “Peut être que j'avais besoin de lui pour me montrer que même les anges n'échappent pas à la guillotine.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #20
    Malak El Halabi
    “دعني أحرق الماضي بجمر عينيك.. دعني أحرقه ورقة ورقة..”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #21
    Malak El Halabi
    “كان الوطن الذي اجتاح كل ابتساماتي في الغربة.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #22
    Malak El Halabi
    “أشهد ألّا رجلاً استطاع ترويضي الّا أنتَ..”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #23
    Malak El Halabi
    “أنا أعتذر. و لأوّل مرّةٍ أشعرُ بسخرية الاعتذارِ. و أشعر أنّ خطابي فارغ و أنّ اللغة, حتّى اللغة شعرت بالمرارِ. أردت أن أجلب لكِ باقة وردٍ عساني أختبأ ورائها ككّل الجبناء. عساني أخفي خلف احمرار الورد خجلي و احمراري. فما أسخفني و ما أغباني.. أنا كسرت المحبة كما أوراقُ تشرين تنكسر و استغربت لماذا لم يرحب بي حين وطأت قدمايَ الدارِ. أنا شنقت المحبة على حبل طويل من بلاغتي و ما كان الكاتب سوى خَنجري الدامي. أعتذر برغم بساطة اعتذاري. أعتذر برغم الاختصارِ. فأنا قتلت أنقى ما في وجداني و لا عذراً لصاحب القرارِ..”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #24
    Malak El Halabi
    “Be the man who has the spirit of a ruthless tiger, ravaging every dusty corner of my soul.

    Be the man for whom I will tame myself voluntarily..

    Be the man who can make me forget my birth date in moments of utter dellusion.

    Be the man whose arms are my harbor, whose lips are my shore, and whose name is my only salvation.

    Be the man who erases my past and draws my future with trails of roses and kisses.

    Be the man who makes me sigh behind the windows of Poetry, longing to be written.

    Be the man whose cigarette's ashes are confounded with mine.

    Be the man whose voice moves mountains inside me.

    Be the man whose eyes devour the innocence within me with every piercing glance.

    Be the man for whom I will transform exceptions into rules.

    Be the man who will dare to tear this poem from my hands.

    The man who will rewrite with the uncertainty of the futur every single one of my verses.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #25
    Malak El Halabi
    “She is the woman that contradicts Simone de Beauvoir's saying "One is not born, but rather becomes, a woman." She is the woman that makes your tooth pain seem like a trivial matter in comparison to the heartaches she causes as she deliberately passes by your side. She is the woman that makes your throat feel swollen and your tie to suddenly seem too tight. She is the woman that is able to take you to the seven heavens with a whisper; straight to cloud number nine.. She is the woman that erases all other women unintentionally and becomes without demanding the despot of your heart. She is the woman that sends you back and forth to purgatory and resurrects you with each unintended touch. She is the woman that will ask of you to burn Rome just to collect for her a handful of dust.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #26
    Malak El Halabi
    “Perhaps your notion of relationships is different than mine.
    You want something that would be a long term safe bet. I don't believe in that. I don't believe in eternity or safe bets. I believe in the unavoidable now and that the unavoidable now in the condition that it is pure with the best intention is eternity in itself.
    I want to love you and to feel your love as much as this is possible, as far as this takes us, and I hope it will take us far.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #27
    Malak El Halabi
    “Relationships are like walls painted off-white and every time you’ll hurt me, it will be like resting dirty shoes on them, like bashing holes in the walls, one after the other. And then there will come a day, where the walls will be filled with so many holes, that there wouldn’t be any place left for you to place the tiniest kiss. Only then will I walk away for good.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #28
    Malak El Halabi
    “You have the body of a god and the smile of a demon. I walk towards you, barefoot, a believer walking a religious path. I wrap my arms around your neck, a priest hugging his crucifix.
    I offer you my all. Burn me like incense.
    Let's make all the church bells in hell ring just for us.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #29
    Malak El Halabi
    “And then there are those you stop counting the years with because they are here to stay.
    They are here. And they aren't going anywhere.
    Nothing will make them flinch.
    Nothing will make them think twice.
    They know you at your worst,
    the worst you didn't even know you had.
    They know the sound of your mood swings, the color of your anger, how you curse when you curse, how you shout when you throw a tantrum. They know when you're avoiding a subject. They know when you're lying. They know when you're jealous. They know your vices by heart and they celebrate them. They celebrate you-- vices included.
    They know your lost dreams and how life fucked you over. They know the battles you lost. And they think your fabulous when you think you're just an unlucky mediocre person who once thought will make it big in life.
    They know the last time you were happy. They see the unspoken sadness in your eyes. They know the words behind your silence. They know the photographs playing in your mind when you're looking afar.
    They know YOU, the naked YOU, the raw YOU, not the embellished YOU people see, not the YOU that will be read in biographies or in elegies once you're dead, not the YOU that introduces you to others.
    They love you from the bottom of their heart. They are your family regardless of their blood. They are your squad. They are your people.
    And no matter how many times you make them open the door, they can't walk out. They just can't. Because, just sometimes, when people say forever, they mean it. They do.”
    Malak El Halabi

  • #30
    Malak El Halabi
    “This is the last time we have breakfast together:
    our warm coffee mugs on the kitchen table
    our cold bare feet on the blue tile”
    Malak El Halabi



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