Trigger warning! Contains details of physical abuse and mentions sexual abuse. This Ramadan... I am reminded of Ramadan many moons ago... I am reminded of my tiny preteen body... Fasting... Washing clothes under the big tree... The instruction was clear: don't you dare eat or drink anything before you have prayed! As soon as I …
What qadr delivers doesn't shrink by additional torment... The words of the Almighty are sufficient... If said in a whisper they don't lose their power.
Level the hell up, so I may hate you a lil
Ah! I take no pleasure in knowing that you are in a bad place... Damn it! It would have been easier... I Much rather hear that you are well and living your best life! I would love to hear that you have found someone and that you are treating her better... For 2 reasons... One: …
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A flag amid a garden of roses
As she walked through a garden of roses a thorn took piece of her dress... Her arms were not a match for the force in a tiny thorn. The more she tried to drag her dress out of its grasp the deeper the tear. She had to keep walking... She tore out a piece of …
Oh, but I was never lost... Just misplaced.
Count down til the weekend
Sunny chilly Friday morning... Count the working hours until it's the weekend... A car drives by my bedroom window slowly... Its lights show up as bar lines on my side... I feel sort of free... Sort of trapped... There aren't many hours in the day I can move freely... Body speaking... Responsibilities speaking... I'm tired... …
The art of loving the complexity of mankind
On the nightstand, my candle is blown away... Darkness falls as the smoke rises Hooked to the voice on the other side of my mobile phone... When will they call again? At first, they are quick to replay always available... “When you need me call me, no matter where you are” They are eager to …
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Silly souls
all souls are beautiful and valuable. Some souls misplace their anger and become hardened by life... Some start to enjoy inflicting pain... Some start to delight in pain... All souls are beautiful... When they aren't is when the soul is missing. Lost somewhere deep within... Out of reach.. forgotten... Unwanted by the body that carries …
Karibu tenderness
Do you feel the change in the way the wind blows? Dabeylaha cafimaad Karibu... come dance with me tenderness.
convosfromwithin 