Do you still want me?

I despise myselfwhat about youI’m very hard to lovemaybe you should leave me too. I am not specialso please don’t praise me like thator else I’ll fall in lovewith myself all over again. How do you not see these scarsand this imperfect flesh?Why would anyone love mewhen I'm an ugly mess? I am not a … Continue reading Do you still want me?

The battle of righteousness!

I sat on the groundwith my broken piecesshattered around.Blood was dripping from the skyand Allah was watching me cry.Tears were slowly streamingand the winds were screaming.The mountain I was trying to climbto reach the heavens of desire and lovebroke into pieces and I fell from above. I hit myself so hard that I couldn't feel … Continue reading The battle of righteousness!

POETRY: The blast and the little boy…

I don’t know if it was a dream because it was something, I couldn’t believe. I saw a boy with tears in his eyes and fire burning his hope alive. He quietly looked up and to God, he prayed “please kill me once and not every day.” I couldn’t watch so I ran and hugged … Continue reading POETRY: The blast and the little boy…

I didn’t give up…

I wrote this in high school, around eight years ago. But it still gives me hope. Sometimes I feel like the things I wrote in my early days are better than what I write now. Maybe because they came straight from the soul.... It's a feeling that can't be put into words.... I didn’t give … Continue reading I didn’t give up…