𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙢

The stolen childhood amidst the ongoing aggression against Gaza.

Eyes of injustice in Gaza.
A world that supports those who kill and oppress these children is a world that is heading toward an undesirable end

This is most beautiful ❤️

On this blue day, you stand for a long time on a high mountain and stare at clouds merging together, covering land and sea. You think you are higher than yourself, like a bird existing only in a metaphor. The metaphor entices you to break away from it and look at the empty sky, like a blue desert without a mirage to be seen. Then the metaphor calls you back to its source and you cannot find a way through the clouds. On this blue night, you see the mountains looking at the stars and the stars looking at the mountains. You think they can see you, so you thank them for their affable company. You are reluctant to emerge from the metaphor in case you fall into the well of loneliness.
Mahmoud Darwish, from "A Metaphor" in A River Dies of Thirst: Journals

It's the end of what was bound to end! Where is that which ends?
Where can I free myself of the homeland in my body?
Don't put faith in our trains, love. The last dove flew away.
The last train has stopped at the last platform. And no one was there.

— from Mahmoud Darwish's poem "The Last Train Has Stopped", translated by Munir Akash and Carolyn Forché.

Oh, rascal children of Gaza...

Where are you? 😭💔

Mahmoud Darwish (1941-2008) was a Palestinian poet, often called the national poet of Palestine. Before his death, he wrote, "I am patient and am waiting for a profound revolution in the consciousness of the Israelis...all it has to do is open the gates of its fortress and make peace."

Mahmoud Darwish, from "Mural", trans. John Berger and Rema Hammami

Munir Akash and Carolyn Forché, Introduction to Unfortunately, It was Paradise (2001), a poetry anthology by Mahmoud Darwish

To our land,
and it is the one near the word of god,
a ceiling of clouds
To our land,
and it is the one far from the adjectives of nouns,
the map of absence
To our land,
and it is the one tiny as a sesame seed,
a heavenly horizon ... and a hidden chasm
To our land,
and it is the one poor as a grouse’s wings,
holy books ... and an identity wound
To our land,
and it is the one surrounded with torn hills,
the ambush of a new past
To our land, and it is a prize of war,
the freedom to die from longing and burning
and our land, in its bloodied night,
is a jewel that glimmers for the far upon the far
and illuminates what’s outside it ...
As for us, inside,
we suffocate more!

— To Our Land, Mahmoud Darwish

Mahmoud Darwish

The beauty of Gaza, Palestine ❤️

The beauty of Gaza and its people, 20 October 2020, photographed by Motaz Azaiza.

This is the reality that too many around the world are ignoring and this is the heartbreaking story of just one father...

Multiply that by 5 million Palestinians in the country and those beyond as well as their families and friends.

Imagine if you will just for one moment being in their shoes... (If they actually have any... ) Totally beyond tragic...

Thank you south Africa ❤️🕊️✌️

Al Quds, Capital of Palestine ❤️

Wallpapers for Palestine Lovers ❤️

Palestinian woman winnows olives during the yearly olive harvest, Turmus'ayya, West Bank, Palestine.

Overlooking Al-Quds from the Mount of Olives. Khalil Raad, c. 1929

Where the heart aches 💔😭

💔A tranquil soul says, “She was the soul of my soul.”

Soul of my soul ... May allah have mercy on palestine ✨️✨️🙏😭

She is the soul of my soul ❤️

💔

–Palestinian poet and editor of Mizna, George Abraham.

Blessed land, blessed people ❤️

Palestine, 2004

Palestine teaches life ❤️

The kindness and love of a Gazan children in one picture.
We love life.
We want to live.

What did this child do to see this ugly face of the world?

Hamed Ashour, excerpt of "From Anas Al-Yaziji to his fiancé, Shaima Abu Al-Ouf, whose body he recovered after two days of searching"