poetry

  • finding my voice

    in the quiet moments i found my voice not in the silence, but in the noises between.where thoughts became my words, and the pen became my compass. words flowed like rivers, through deserts of silence and valleys of feari wrote of my heart, of its wounds and its scars,of memories wrapped in the back of my mind, forever flowing. from the rain-drenched valleys and verdant hills of yemen,to the sun-kissed…

  • comfort in silence

    you know, there’s times in life when words just don’t seem like enough.like when i see you hurting, the sound in your voice, the pain in your heart,and all i can do is stand by, wishing i could do more. how can i watch you grieve and not know what to do?it breaks my heart to see you in paini wish there was more i can offer for you. witnessing…

  • my parents are my everything. alhmadulillah. forever grateful for what they did for me and my siblings,but especially for me, their daughter. growing up with the societal norms they were expected to followthey went against the crowd, ignored their critical staresand didn’t pay them no mind. in a village where traditions and customs held strongwhere women’s roles were set in stone,my parents dared to change that and made a life…

  • through sunny days and moony nights, she praysto break away from the customs set forth,holding her back and preventing her from the countless opportunities she has always dreamed of. when she looks upon other women in life, she feels for their victory, always celebrating their success.but little does she have that same supportwithin her heart, these same dreams ignite. her eyes, like sun rays on glass, gleam with hopethat one…

  • you start to wonder

    when i catch myself thinking about you, i wonder if you still think about me too. i pray for your peace and healing and wish that you never come back to me again. for my peace and yours. we were never meant to be. but i start to wonder sometimes, where did it all go wrong? if i could change one thing in life that happened between us, what would…

  • it’s been really quiet lately, really still and silent. i’m not sure if that’s normal or if that’s even okay but it feels nice it feels calm it feels safe. should i be worried? i ask myself.  should i be trying to do something? no. maybe it’s better this way.  i’ve chosen to allow myself into this space and embrace the peace inside. it’s time i enjoy the silence for…