The tale of a broken heart always has a purpose to shed tears down your eyes
It is built above bitter memories which accommodate someones untold story
Those who love drama, always find one within themselves
Each of us have stories to tell or to keep or to live in
All of them bear some emotions which become the energy that keeps our story running
Each emotion will later attract like-minded and together we form a hobbies or entertainment
Even the most negative emotions, can be turned into entertainment if we manage to form a focused group discussion
Like the broken wings by the hand of gibran, Layla majnun and khusrau syirin by the hand of nizami, or Bliqis by the hand of qabbani
All of which playing around human emotions in a tragedy called love
Yet human manage to enjoy it and even reproduce and digging it up like a fundamental manuscript to understand human being
The bitter taste of love somehow being addictive
Issit because how shallow human life is?
A random baghdadi once said, "I was running away from my love afraid of getting killed, but i guess i was killed anyway."
"Running away from death, is another form of death"
"Pain is the begining and the end of all things"
When the heart is hurt so much, that pain becomes the only thing that keep a man is alive
the most beautiful story always comes from the most painful part of history
Humans ability to play with feeling never ceased to amaze me
no wonder a man can even declared in the most audacity:
أشهد أن لا إمرأة إلا أنتِ
by the end of the day, no complain can be found in one's poem or story or pocket diary
the tragedy is what makes him feel alive
no matter how painful, no matter how broken, no matter how terrible the damage is
no sacrifice makes him less
the destruction just makes him more and more alive
like what Rumi said, "it is in a ruin, someone usually found treasure"
i guess i've found mine.
@flutteur
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