My name is Hanya - written backwards it spells aynah - In Urdu aynah is the word for mirror - this blog is about me reflecting my personal thoughts - hence aynah's reflection.
nothing more left to say words have abandoned me no energy left to search for them letters sent that form words feel foreign you have given me the way forward though you set me back lost in a vast abyss searching for direction for me, myself & I no more questions no more setbacks no more animosity Hanya x
18 Aug 2011
"If I cast my eyes before me, towards an infinite space in which I do not exist And if I look behind me, what a terrible procession there in which I do not exist And how little space I occupy in this first bit of time" I am not sure where I got this quote from, however I have carefully scribed it in my little diary back in 1997
Where are you leading me O'time? How long shall I follow you? Upon this mysterious road How long shall my soul ascend and descend on this twisting and rocky path. Like a lost child I'm following you, holding on to you for my dreams, and attracted to you by an inner force within me which I can not deny. Halt for a moment, Let me learn, the secret of my existance, stop, for I am weary and my soul is dying Wait I'm stumbling in the darkness. Let me surrender, keep grasping my hand in yours keep embracing my body with yours Take me but never lead me.
Freedom Please give me space Space to breathe the fresh air to feel the breeze on my face Please let me free, free to run after the wind which will lead me to the earths end, so that i can decide my own fate, fate which is destined Destined for me. Please let me free, for my inner self is yearning to be released Please feel and grant my only wish; Freedom! Hanya
Come to me sweet child do not weep for your fate is already written written for you to cry or laugh. Please don't shed tears for if you smile that is your fate