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jupiterliyazar · 1 year ago
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Güzel bakan güzel görür. Nazik olan er ya da geç nezaket bulur. Bunu kimse sana unutturmasın.
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maiotik · 3 months ago
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Geçen yüzyılda yaşamış bir yazar: "İnsan, bedeninin içinde bir yere gömdüğü azapları, hoyratça ortalığa saçmamalı, nazikçe soymalı kabuklarını, zarafetle davranmalı kendine. Aksi halde yaşamak, katlanılamaz bir buhrana dönüşür." diyordu bir kitabında.
Botter Apartmanı - Ayşe Övür
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hiclerordusu · 1 year ago
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Cimriler paraya tamah etmediklerini söyler olmuş, yaptığı hırsızlığı hak iddia edenler doğmuş. Yüzsüzler dürüst, orospular namus bekçisi olmuş. Sövenler nazik, zalimler galip olmuş.
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huseyinozdemirerk · 2 years ago
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Karşılaştık gönlümüzü hedefe koyduk
Bir an öyle bakakaldık bakışadurduk
Gözlerimizi kaçırdık edebimizdenGözlerimizi kaçırdık edebimizden
Sevda neymiş? Aşk niyeymiş?
Kime nasipmiş?
Mutluluğa iç geçirdik edebimizden
Mutluluğa iç geçirdik edebimizden
Sanki sırdı, sanki yasak söyleyemedik
Dilimizin ucundaydı eyleyemedik
İlan aşka yüz çevirdik edebimizden
İlan aşka yüz çevirdik edebimizden
Sevda neymiş? Aşk niyeymiş?
Kime nasipmiş?
Mutluluğa iç geçirdik edebimizden
Mutluluğa iç geçirdik edebimizden
Yüce mevlam yazmış ise karışan olmaz
Müsaadesi olmayınca erişen olmaz
Neyler ise güzel dedik edebimizden
Neyler ise güzel dedik edebimizden
Sevda neymiş? Aşk niyeymiş?
Kime nasipmiş?
Mutluluğa iç geçirdik edebimizden
Mutluluğa iç geçirdik edebimizden
-Edebimizden
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majestativa · 9 months ago
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Yes, my sweetheart. The sea alters its colors. [...] It sometimes drinks the sunset’s blood.
— Nazik Al-Malaika, Listen to the Mourners: The Essential Poems of Nazik Al-Malaika, transl by Abdulwahid Lu'lu'a, (2021)
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feral-ballad · 2 years ago
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Nazik Al-Malaika, tr. by Husain Haddawy, from The Poetry of Arab Women: A Contemporary Anthology; “Five Hymns to Pain”
[Text ID: “How do we forget pain, / how do we forget pain? / Who will light for us / the night of its memory? / We shall eat it, we shall drink it, / we shall pursue it with songs, / and if we sleep, its shape / will be the last thing we see.”]
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lesbiamano · 5 months ago
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NAZIK & SHANYA 🩶
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1siirsever · 10 months ago
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Gözyaşını saklayabildiğin için seni hiç kırılmaz sanıyorlar. Tabi bir yandan güzel bir his güçlü görünmek ama bir de içindeki yangın ile başa çıkmaya çalışma kısmı var.
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Peki o gözyaşlarımı ne zamana kadar saklayabilirim.
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crescentmp3 · 7 months ago
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oh it's speak your language day again...
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gokyuzundekiays · 1 year ago
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“Everyone, is fighting a war you know nothing about. Be kind always.”
“Herkes, hakkında hiç bir şey bilmediğiniz bir savaş veriyor. Her zaman nazik ol.”
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riskycharacter · 8 months ago
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her-moth · 11 months ago
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'new year' by nazik al-mala’ika (1923-2007, born in baghdad), translated from arabic by rebecca c. johnson
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violetjedisylveon · 9 months ago
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Unearthed Secrets
Owl House Blue Guard au chap 12
Summary: The students of hexside hear from their guest speaker, Argi messes with Luz, and then screws with Boscha.
Word count: 3.1k
Warnings: No warnings except for swearing, I think it's pretty chill this chapter
A/N: I'm back with more Blue Guard! I have had this written for a while, I just haven't posted it 😅 sorry
Blue Guard AU Masterpost
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Argi stayed in the shadows of the assembly room, Miss Nazik had given her permission to be invisible here at least. But since there weren't any students yet, she didn't see any reason.
Principal Bump was going over note cards he had prepared. Argi knew he wouldn't get the chance to use many of them, Miss Nazik would steal the show from him. She supposed he wouldn't mind due to their friendship.
She just hung around in the shadows until she heard students coming. She went invisible and hid under the bleachers.
She spotted Skara and the demon student she had been talking with entering together, Skara was following a step behind them. Argi focused on the conversation they were having.
"I know the best place where no one will bother us." Skara was saying.
Her new friend offered small words and followed Skara, Argi's ears tracked them to a high spot in a corner of the gym, hearing Skara talk about how she'd go here to spy on the gym classes and stay away from people when she didn't want to deal with them. She made some comment about how someone didn't even know it existed.
Argi's senses became too preoccupied with everyone else coming in and talking for her to keep track of Skara's conversation. She turned her ears to Miss Nazik and Mister Bump, waiting to hear what they had to say.
Once everyone was settled into their seats and the chatter somewhat quieted, Mister Bump approached the microphone. He tapped to make sure it was working then started speaking.
"Students of Hexside, I have no doubt that you have heard of our special guest touring our school today, some of you have even had her visit your classes, but I am pleased to present to you, our speaker for today's assembly and my good friend, Carlyne Nazik!" Mister Bump announced.
The students cheered. There wasn't a single person on the isles who didn't know who Miss Nazik was. She was iconic and important. Argi didn't know how she dealt with the pressure of everyone watching her, maybe it was just part of getting old, not caring about how she appeared was definitely up Nazik's isle. Hell, she didn't even cover her prosthetic, which was fairly uncommon.
Miss Nazik took the stage. Her impressive stature and scarred appearance easily made her the focus of attention in any crowd. She took the microphone from Mister Bump and it was like she'd put a spell on everyone to snare their attention.
"Hello students of Hexside, I should probably let you know up front that I sincerely like your mixed track program, and as long as I'm around, no one will be stopping it, not even the Emporer." Nazik said.
There were a few cautious laughs, mostly hushed silence tinged with fear.
"Hmm, I guess it's easier for me to make fun of him since he's scared of me." Noticeably more laughter now.
"If I were him I'd be scared of me too based on size alone, you've got no idea what sort of dirt I've got on that little bastard." Nazik said.
Bump cleared his throat and Nazik rolled her eyes.
"They're all teenagers, they can hear cuss words." Nazik argued.
Mister Bump put his hands up, conceding to Nazik before she got really into that argument. Nazik nodded to him approvingly.
"Now that is a smart choice. Don't try to argue with me kids, I've got over four hundred years of arguing on you all." Nazik commented, eliciting more laughter from the school.
It went on for a bit, Argi had heard this particular presentation, or something similar to it, plenty of times. She opted to zone out her mentor and eavesdrop on the students. Silently, she hoped she'd be able to pick up on Skara and her new friend's conversation in their hidden space.
More time had gone by than she thought because soon the students were leaving for their next classes, some were staying to meet Miss Nazik. Argi stepped out from under the bleachers and observed the passing crowd. She caught sight of Willow waiting with Gus in line to speak with Nazik, and saw the human and her girlfriend leaving for their next class. She followed the pair and wound up in their abominations class.
The Blight sure was skilled with abominations, Luz practically had hearts in her eyes as she watched her demonstrate for the class. Argi leaned over from her place beside the human and adjusted her spell.
"I think you're focused on the wrong thing." She teased.
Luz jolted, not enough to get any weird looks, but she was definitely surprised. Luz glanced around for her, she tapped Luz's shoulder and suppressed a giggle when the human looked right at her but still didn't see her. Invisibility was so much fun to mess with.
"Are you taking notes or just watching your girlfriend?" Argi asked.
Luz's cheeks flushed and she glowered in Argi's direction. She spotted a notepad hanging out of the human's bag and picked it up. They were in the back so no one would notice much, and the notepad was soon affected by her spell too. She flipped through the pages, most of it was those glyphs the human did magic with and combinations, both proven and to be tested.
Some of the combinations looked like what she'd seen in spell circles, the human might be onto something.
"Come to think of it, how do you do abominations with your magic? Doesn't exactly seem like you have anything to do that." Argi asked as she set the notepad on the desk.
Luz gave her a frustrated glare and snatched the notepad up, checking through its pages.
"Relax, I didn't take anything." Argi hopped up onto the table and sat in front of Luz, who still had no idea where she was.
Argi kicked her legs back and forth as she watched the human become increasingly frustrated. She giggled and decided to end the little game.
"So, got any guesses yet?" She asked, leaning over to the human.
"What do you want, Silver?" Luz asked, gritting her teeth.
"I'm bored, obviously." Argi said.
"Why are you here anyway?" Luz said in a whisper.
"Miss Nazik brought me, she's my mentor so I kinda had to come." Argi shrugged and pull a twig out of her sack to snack on.
"You are her apprentice?" Luz gawked.
"Yeah, why's everyone so surprised by that?" Argi rolled her eyes.
Despite the oddly amicable conversation they'd had last night, Argi felt like messing with Luz right now. It was fun, like the way she'd mess around with Hunter when she was younger.
"So, do you just take this class to make lovey dovey eyes at Amity or do you actually learn in it?" Argi asked.
Again, Luz blushed and glared at her. Or at least glared at where she thought she was.
"Don't you have anywhere to be?" Luz muttered.
"Nope." Argi chirped.
Luz rolled her eyes and grumbled something Argi didn't bother to catch, it sounded like cursing anyway.
"I do actually learn things, even if I can't use them, yet." Luz said.
Argi hummed and continued kicking her legs.
"You're a Palisde, right?" Luz suddenly asked after a moment of silence.
"Sure am." Argi nodded.
"Eda's got a book that says you guys live really long, and you can see through any illusion." Luz said.
Argi frowned at the owl lady's mention. She didn't like the cursed witch.
"I can see through any illusion, but I can also choose to see it as it is intended, so I enjoyed Gus's spectacles." Argi said.
"You've seen that?" Luz asked.
"Miss Nazik went to his class, she was very impressed with his skill." Argi nodded.
"He'll be on a high about that for the rest of the week." Luz said fondly.
They sat in silence again.
Argi sighed, she should probably be getting back to Miss Nazik by now. She hopped off the desk, she hit the ground and it sent a wave of shock through her body. Her back, which hadn't been as much of a bitch as it had been, suddenly reminded her of the pain she had been in. She grunted and shifted her weight from foot to foot.
"Are you okay?" Luz whispered.
"Old injury, comes with the job." Argi grunted.
It wasn't a total lie, she did have injuries that would suddenly flare up, she just wasn't having one now. She stretched her back and tails, the urge to fly rose with the action.
Outside. I'll go outside. That usually solved the urge.
"Have fun with your girlfriend, Luz." She waved and left before the human could say anything.
She quickly located the nearest exit and practically threw herself out the door, shedding her invisibility. The fresh air was a welcome feeling on her warm cheeks. She wanted to be higher, wanted to fly.
She called Phoebe to her, and greeted the Palisman with a chirp of her own to match their excited greeting.
"Wanna go for a little flight?" She asked.
"Oh yes!" Phoebe chirped.
"Great." She said.
Phoebe took her staff form and she took off into the clear skies. The wind on her face felt so good.
She soared straight up until she was far above the school, it was tiny below her. Then she let go of her staff and let herself go free falling.
The feeling was one that filled her with exhilaration. She had no fear, she knew Phoebe would catch her, and some part of her knew she would be safe, should be safe, whether she had a Palisman or not. She cheered as she fell. It was just as fun as flying sometimes.
Hunter would kill me if he found out. She chuckled.
She was nearing the ground now, Phoebe cawed loudly and swooped in, catching her, dispelling the shock from the sudden stop and gradually descended. Argi pulled her tousled hair back into a ponytail again, it had come out on the way down.
Her feet brushed the solid ground and Argi got off, the quick fall had already made her feel much better.
"What are you doing here?"
Her ears twitched at the sour voice behind her. She turned, a witch with light pink skin, magenta colored hair tied into a bun and three eyes, was sitting in the shadows of the school. She was upset and sulking from the smell of it.
"Just flying, none of your business." Argi told her.
"Well go fly somewhere else, this is my place!" She shouted.
Argi glared at her, the witch hesitated for a moment at her glowing red eyes and ominous mask.
"I fly where I want, but I think I will go, nobody wants to be around someone who's such a jerk for no reason." She said.
Apparently, she struck a nerve with that. The witch got visibly angry.
"I'm not a jerk!" She shouted.
"Well you acted like one just now." Argi shot back.
"What do you know? You're not from around here, you don't know who I am." The witch spat.
Argi looked the witch over again. Three eyes, potion track, over confident. Nettles's kid. Ah, that made sense. Nettles was extremely proud of her daughter, probably overly boosting her ego without meaning to. In some of the meetings she had been in the background for, she had seen the kid measuring contest between Nettles and Blight.
Yet in those meetings, she could clearly tell that Nettles loved her daughter. She couldn't tell the same with Blight. She knew enough about that family to know Boscha was the only child they could have. Boscha was a tad spoiled, and definitely had a superiority complex.
"Boscha Nettles." She stated.
Boscha looked surprised, Argi cocked her head, amused.
"Blue Guard, I've worked around your mother." She introduced herself.
"And I know a lot more than you think, Boscha, I've got good ears." She twitched her large ears to emphasize the point.
Boscha paled and turned her face away. She kicked a pebble towards the wall with a grunt.
"I suppose you are upset because one of your 'friends' doesn't want to be your friend anymore?" Argi guessed.
With all she knew, this almost definitely had something to do with Skara.
Boscha glared at her and Argi felt the tug towards Boscha's mind. She was thrust into a brief flash of recent memories.
Boscha intercepted Skara and Viney on their way to class, Viney got defensive immediately, Skara remained calm.
"What are you doing?" Boscha asked.
"Heading to class." Skara answered shortly.
"What are you doing hanging around those pathetic excuses for witches?!" Boscha exclaimed.
Viney bristled, Skara put a hand on her shoulder, a silent signal that she would handle it. Boscha didn't get the hint and continued taunting the pair.
"You're even playing that stupid flyer derby game, it's so lame, I can't believe you would go that low." Boscha said.
"At least they let me play instead of putting me on the bench making tactics every game." Skara spat.
Boscha took an alarmed half step back.
"What's that got to do with any of this?" She asked.
"It's got a lot to do with this." Skara said, looking her dead in the eye.
"I wanted to check out the new club, I got the jist of it and got some tactics going for the game, I offered them up, and I assumed I'd be the bench tactician again, but she let me join the team." Skara paused for a moment, guilt flashing across her face.
"She had every reason not to."
"Who? That half-a-" Boscha started confidently.
A single, sharp note cut her off. The second hand fear and confusion was intense.
"Don't call her that. She's more of a witch than you'll ever be." Skara said darkly.
"She's also a way better person. She didn't laugh or make fun of it." Skara added.
A silent stand still followed.
"Now, I think we're done here. If you'll excuse us, we have to go to class." Viney said, cutting through the tension.
Together, the pair walked around Boscha. Confusion, anger and dread. The witch swirled and grabbed Skara by her sleeve.
"You are not going to leave me, not like she did." Her words may have been threatening, but the desperation in her tone ruined the effect.
"I should have left years ago. You are a bad friend, you aren't even my friend." Skara snapped.
"You'll be nothing, just like all those losers!" Boscha shouted.
Skara flinched slightly, but remained unfazed by the threat.
"It's good company then. Better than you." She said calmly.
Boscha didn't have a comeback for that. She resorted to nasty.
"Whatever, I don't need you, you're just a weak loser like all that dumb plant bitch." Boscha turned her head up at her former friend.
"This should be a wake-up call, Boscha, you keep acting like this and nobody will want to deal with it. Then you'll be nothing." Skara said coldly.
She summoned her Palisman staff and pointed it at Boscha.
"And don't call Willow a bitch." She snarled.
The two witches left, Boscha stared after her former friend in confused anger.
Argi pulled herself from Boscha's mind.
That filled in the puzzle for her.
"It doesn't make any sense! She played on that stupid half witch's team in that stupid game one time and now she wants nothing to do with me!" Boscha shouted.
Argi leveled a red tinted glare in the witch's direction.
"It's more than just that. There are several reasons why, most of them revolve around you being fairly terrible to everyone around you." She said.
"What are you talking about? I've never-"
"When you found out she had a prosthetic leg you called her stumpy for two months." Argi cut her off.
Boscha crossed her arms and huffed.
"Oh c'mon, that was ages ago and it's not like it matters." Boscha puffed.
"You weren't harassed by your "friend" after a traumatic incident that resulted in amputation." Argi stated.
"How do you know about that?!" Boscha shouted.
"I hear a lot, and I'm good at listening." Argi wiggled her ears.
"Besides, maybe she's happier with a new team that has members willing to learn how to help her instead of shoving her to the side all the time, hmm? Maybe she just likes them more. I can obviously see why." Argi stated firmly.
"Why's that? What do you know about people that you're so sure you know people better than me?" Boscha challenged.
Argi stared her straight in the eye.
"I know you're a bitch. And trust me, I know a lot of nasty people."
Boscha's face was bright red with anger, she summoned her staff and took a threatening step towards Argi. She didn't even blink as she restrained Boscha with vines, she wouldn't be much of a threat in a fight.
"If two of your friends have left, maybe you should start looking for a common thread and that will lead you to find out the source of this problem." Argi advised.
Boscha's mind immediately started turning, searching for someone to pin the blame on.
"It's all that human's fault!" Boscha shouted.
Argi laughed, Boscha couldn't even consider the possibility that she was at fault.
"Nope, that's definitely wrong." She said.
"How do you know?" Boscha shouted, she was screaming now.
"Skara hardly knows Luz, you can't pin this on her." Argi explained coolly.
She turned and started to walk away, it was a beautiful day and she didn't want to squander it talking to some annoying witch.
"Maybe the problem is you, ever think about that?" She asked over her shoulder.
She cast her spell and vanished from Boscha's view, her vines retreated and left Boscha standing in shock. Boscha stood there almost pathetically, Argi wasn't sympathetic.
Willow was a good witch, she didn't need any of this shit from someone like Boscha.
She left Boscha to stew in whatever she was feeling. She didn't care. The skies were beautiful and they called her to fly through them.
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Luz held Amity's hand and followed along behind Willow and Gus, the latter was rambling excitedly about his day and how awesome it was.
A pencil fell out of her bag and rolled away, she let go of Amity's hand to retrieve it. The pencil rolled to a stop against a flat, pale green yellow foot. She bent to pick it up when it vanished.
Abomination goop tapped her shoulder, she looked up into a singular icy blue eye within a pool of deep blue and a glowing Palisman curled up in a monocle shape over the other. A heavily scarred face regarded her before a smirk curled on the leathery lips.
"Luzura." The ten foot tall demon paused, letting the effect sink Luz's heart to the bottom of her stomach.
"the crab maiden, I'd like to talk to you."
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I hope you enjoyed it!
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edwordsmyth · 10 months ago
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"My Arab friend, they're foreignizing all the old abodes. Call out to them, shed tears for them—no matter how you try, only a frightful stillness, drowned in silence, will reply. Foreign footsteps now desecrate the plains where oryx roamed and “Tel Aviv” is written in the sands of Bakr, Wa'il, and Nizar's old lands." -Nazik al-Mala'ika
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majestativa · 9 months ago
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I dream, I dream, but do not wake Except to dream another dream.
— Nazik Al-Malaika, Listen to the Mourners: The Essential Poems of Nazik Al-Malaika, transl by Abdulwahid Lu'lu'a, (2021)
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beljar · 2 years ago
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For sadness is the form of my revolt and my resistance.
"Revolt Against the Sun - A gift for the rebels" 7/8/1946 by Nazik Al-Mala’ika
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