Rubab Hamza

Rubab Hamza I write bitter sweet melodies, realities and your thoughts on pages. Scroll and read, you might relate. I'm writing your heart on the pages. You might can relate!

you can give someone all the love, care, and devotion you have — enough to fill the emptiest, driest places in them — ye...
12/08/2025

you can give someone all the love, care, and devotion you have — enough to fill the emptiest, driest places in them — yet it will make no difference if they’ve already chosen not to receive it ❤️‍🩹

| realization phase, love & everything, poets post|

i am learning to let the small ounce of holding on — to go. Realizing some people do not change at ALL. no matter what y...
11/08/2025

i am learning to let the small ounce of holding on — to go. Realizing some people do not change at ALL. no matter what you do or think, some people would stay same , bitter. ❤️‍🩹

| moving on, bitter endings, bitter sweet, relationships, closed one |

to all the goodbyes we couldn’t say / hear[rubab hamza, life reckoning, self worth, self@love, love quotes, ...
11/06/2025

to all the goodbyes we couldn’t say / hear

[rubab hamza, life reckoning, self worth, self@love, love quotes, quotes for life ]

the longer i have stayed,the more i have lost my sense of self’my soul and my emotionsit was too dark , greythat i tried...
10/06/2025

the longer i have stayed,
the more i have lost my sense of self’
my soul and my emotions
it was too dark , grey
that i tried to change. get mold in it,
but the more i did the more it demanded

so one day, it reckoned that the person I’m losing is myself is it worth it? Is it worth it to live like this to shrink myself every day to become what the demanded of me?
so I saved myself I thought of myself and took a step back //

[rubab hamza, life reckoning, self worth, self@love, love quotes, quotes for life ]

“your silence sat with me longer than you ever did. it crawled into bed beside me, wrapped its arms around my ribs, and ...
04/06/2025

“
your silence sat with me longer than you ever did. it crawled into bed beside me, wrapped its arms around my ribs, and whispered everything you wouldn’t say. i learned to read between breaths. i learned that absence can echo louder than presence. i asked for answers, but your stillness gave me the truth—cold, sharp, and honest ❤️‍🩹
“

give space—raw, cracked space—to your grief, your anger,let it scream in the hollow of your ribs,let it flood the temple...
20/05/2025

give space—raw, cracked space—
to your grief, your anger,
let it scream in the hollow of your ribs,
let it flood the temple you tried to keep calm.
don’t tie it in silks or swallow it whole—
let it gnarl, let it snarl, let it bleed into the daylight.
before you let go,
you must let it live ❤️‍🩹

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In these haunting words lies the sorrow of a nation that dreams of still skies but wakes to the sound of fire. With the ...
08/05/2025

In these haunting words lies the sorrow of a nation that dreams of still skies but wakes to the sound of fire.
With the latest attacks.
the illusion of peace shatters once more—fragile as glass, yet heavy with loss. What was meant to be a dawn of dialogue has turned crimson, each drop of blood a silent testimony to hopes betrayed. The air hangs thick with grief, and the ground remembers every cry, every name lost to a war that no heart ever truly wins. Peace, it seems, is not given—it is paid for, again and again, with the lives of those who never asked for war.

I hope the real culprits pay the price. Not the lives.

Love & peace to everyone.
Lahore is under alert. Sending prayers to you All. ✨🕊️

| peace | gaza | lahore |

Some days feel endless. Your heart is tired, your mind is loud, and your hands feel too weak to hold on. But it’s in tho...
23/04/2025

Some days feel endless. Your heart is tired, your mind is loud, and your hands feel too weak to hold on. But it’s in those quiet, aching moments—the ones where giving up seems like the only choice—that you’re being shaped the most. The days you feel like breaking are often the days just before something shifts. So hold on. Not with force, not with fear—just gently, with hope. You’re closer than you think 🤌🏻✨

|closer, do not give up, hold on |

Sometimes we disappear—not because we’re weak, but because we’re trying to hold ourselves together in silence. This quot...
22/04/2025

Sometimes we disappear—not because we’re weak, but because we’re trying to hold ourselves together in silence. This quote is a reminder that healing doesn’t always look loud or visible. It doesn’t always come with updates, long messages, or shared breakdowns. Sometimes, the deepest kind of healing is done in the quiet moments… when we’re offline, unread, unseen—but still fighting to breathe, feel, and come back stronger. You don’t owe anyone an explanation for needing space. Your silence is not absence, it’s recovery! 🤌🏻♥️✨🕊️

| healing quotes , love yourself, silence is not an absence, rubab hamza |

‘all the bling in the lifecan never fade away the pain of life , the miseries and unfortunate eventsonly the love & kind...
20/04/2025

‘all the bling in the life
can never fade away the pain of life ,
the miseries and unfortunate events

only the love & kindness
can melt down and breach
& reach down to pull you out of it
to make you move forward
to make you heal
to make you let go
and be yourself again,

it is just that ‘simple’
but yet so so complicated in every way of its existence 🕊️✨

| scribble, random thoughts of life, life and love, quote for life, poetry art |

without even wanting one without realizing it 🤌🏻♥️ | love post, love poetry, home post, peace post, rubab hamza, wordcha...
02/04/2025

without even wanting one
without realizing it 🤌🏻♥️

| love post, love poetry, home post, peace post, rubab hamza, wordchaos_r |

i have heard it so many times, i am too muchsometimes over* sometimes over sensitive*over emotional*And for a while I be...
03/03/2025

i have heard it so many times, i am too much
sometimes over*
sometimes over sensitive*
over emotional*
And for a while I believed it, but later on I realized
How I AM NOT.
how i am just enough
just enough for everything
for love , for emotions, for everything ✨❤️‍🩹

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