She is alive and every day she realizes how much life is worth living.
Today, I want to talk to you about uLuup. Its name comes from "you loop" And I want to start this talk with this title: "I made this app because I kept giving up on myself."
By Nazl2 months ago in Art
A single brown leaf, Notebook holds its quiet tale, Poverty silent.
By Nazl4 months ago in Poets
Just as the world tilts forward, and we are deaf to each other. We reach the bend too late to see it, the turn beyond return.
I remember the first day I came to you. The day you first saw me. On the TV, there was a scene from the show Bittersoet, where a girl was mourning the loss of her brother. I was quietly crying.
By Nazlabout a year ago in Humans
Now I've made a decision Another lifetime gone from my life Filled with fear and anger He pushed me down a deep well Yes, I work here.
By Nazl2 years ago in Poets
„When I woke up, something felt different. I...felt?!“ And when they were bored of cruising with their bikes through the desolated village center, sick of playing stick and stones in the mud, they used to imagine new adventures in the old, dark forest. The trees behind the village were uninvitingly mysterious; perfect for a young band of brothers and their schemes.
By Nazl2 years ago in Fiction
Is it easy, do you think, to work where love has faded? To thicken the veil behind which my honesty is paraded, To no longer feel the thrill of a new dawn breaking,
Eclipsed moments, where light dims to reveal, Celestial ballet, where twilight softly steal. Light obscured, yet in darkness, truths unseal,
Isn’t it strange, my yearning for the yolk of an egg, As a child, it was breakfast’s cherished ache. Now, it’s my father I miss,
