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how do i repent you, my most beloved sin?
how do i return to an innocence i never knew, to a place that never invited me?
every attempt to pull away from you shatters at the first memory,
every memory of you comes unbidden, slipping in to undo me.
have you forgotten that i was once a part of you?
you are the sin i loved before i even understood what love meant,
you settled into my breath as night settles in my chest,
every shadow in my body echoing your absence.
do you remember the days i believed distance could be my salvation?
i thought forgetting you would free me,
and that time and space would wash my hands of your mark.
but loss became a deception,
and leaving you was nothing but an illusion.
how can i possibly repent you?
can repentance ever be true if the heart remains captive to the mistake it resembles?
how do i turn away from you when your shadow weaves through my nights,
whispering that you were, and that you will remain,
that every letter of repentance i carve onto the walls of my soul is merely an echo of you?
i admit that you were, and still are, a part of me.
every time i call you in silence, i find a secret in you that i cannot speak,
a truth i do not want to forget,
because forgetting you would be a death before it even began.
perhaps repentance is not a cleanser of sins,
perhaps it is a dance with the shadow you planted in me,
to keep the wound, to keep you, to love you despite the pain and the distance,
to understand that some memories must remain,
to teach me how to love, how to lose,
and how to return to myself after abandoning you, again and again, without permission.
perhaps i never will.
perhaps keeping you in memory is repentance itself,
you are the only truth i have ever wished to remain inside me without end.
you are repentance, and you are sin, and you are everything in between.
its so beautiful
This is so beautiful, I want to go and lay on the floor right now I'm sorry
Aaargh I wish I could understand Arabic better to read this! Is your comment under it the translation?
yes!!
Omg it’s insanely good! I admire the fact that you’re able to talk about your relationship with religion in your poems. I’ve heard of you thanks to Lishy and I’m not disappointed! May God bless you 🫶🏼
ahhh thank you so much!! i’m so glad you enjoy my work it really means a lot ☹️🫶
YARA !! This was so insane and so tender. I’m so in awe. The end is perfect, this whole piece bleeds so beautifully !! I loved it sm !! 💗💗
aaaa thank you so much i’m so glad you loved it!!
Your words make me physically melt. I feel so warm and so sad at the same time <3
how do i repent you, my most beloved sin?
how do i return to an innocence i never knew, to a place that never invited me?
every attempt to pull away from you shatters at the first memory,
every memory of you comes unbidden, slipping in to undo me.
have you forgotten that i was once a part of you?
you are the sin i loved before i even understood what love meant,
you settled into my breath as night settles in my chest,
every shadow in my body echoing your absence.
do you remember the days i believed distance could be my salvation?
i thought forgetting you would free me,
and that time and space would wash my hands of your mark.
but loss became a deception,
and leaving you was nothing but an illusion.
how can i possibly repent you?
can repentance ever be true if the heart remains captive to the mistake it resembles?
how do i turn away from you when your shadow weaves through my nights,
whispering that you were, and that you will remain,
that every letter of repentance i carve onto the walls of my soul is merely an echo of you?
i admit that you were, and still are, a part of me.
every time i call you in silence, i find a secret in you that i cannot speak,
a truth i do not want to forget,
because forgetting you would be a death before it even began.
perhaps repentance is not a cleanser of sins,
perhaps it is a dance with the shadow you planted in me,
to keep the wound, to keep you, to love you despite the pain and the distance,
to understand that some memories must remain,
to teach me how to love, how to lose,
and how to return to myself after abandoning you, again and again, without permission.
how do i repent you, my most beloved sin?
perhaps i never will.
perhaps keeping you in memory is repentance itself,
you are the only truth i have ever wished to remain inside me without end.
you are repentance, and you are sin, and you are everything in between.
its so beautiful
This is so beautiful, I want to go and lay on the floor right now I'm sorry
Aaargh I wish I could understand Arabic better to read this! Is your comment under it the translation?
yes!!
Omg it’s insanely good! I admire the fact that you’re able to talk about your relationship with religion in your poems. I’ve heard of you thanks to Lishy and I’m not disappointed! May God bless you 🫶🏼
ahhh thank you so much!! i’m so glad you enjoy my work it really means a lot ☹️🫶
YARA !! This was so insane and so tender. I’m so in awe. The end is perfect, this whole piece bleeds so beautifully !! I loved it sm !! 💗💗
aaaa thank you so much i’m so glad you loved it!!
Your words make me physically melt. I feel so warm and so sad at the same time <3