A honey-gushing spring breeze sprinkles blissful showers, Burnt pages, an oath of no return, spreads its wings Life is molten lava, a moth’s temptation to a flame. Life’s mysterious essence is inside a scared little red box Within the box…

Everything about you unseen Is beautiful, Your mind, spirit and soul. Everything you’ve been through, That has made you the survivor you are, I’m in awe of that. The grace with which you carry your healing, Lovingly and tenderly. Your…

Resurrection lies in wait, For every soul there’s no escape. To meet our Maker, submit our soul, Present our case, our hearts exposed.   Our desperate pleas will resonate, Nafsee, nafsee, selfish state. Searching for a ray of light, Amidst…

Allahu Akbar, they chant in overwhelming frenzy, In vain our men are slain in the name of religion, Take off your rose tinted spectacles, Dare to ponder and look around yourself. You – my dear, average Pakistani – are not…

Love like a plan gone wrong Today I woke up and decided to be beautiful Everyday feels like a song in my head Looking to escape Words rushing out of mouth I like the wanting as it comes to me…

The silence wrapped itself around me, smothering senseless voice, Cocooning me in blissful calm from naked, nauseating noise.   Bitter envy clothed in praise, a blackened heart lauds acclaim. Face to face sincerity, followed by disparity, blatant contrariety.   Begrudging…

Perhaps the reason why our mothers didn’t pray when they bled every month is because that blood is already prayer, the body manifesting miracles can ache, too. Cleansing, all that red giving power to pain. Releasing. The body never more…

If it is true what Leonard Cohen said That it is through cracks that the light gets in, then I have my answer How I survived Why I survived I opened myself up to my broken mess And turned it…

Sunlight streamed through the kitchen blinds to witness its part, as wisps of stalks kissed the sky far off, stretching in bulk – in hopes of someday joining the flour board to Surahs. The salt of the earth knew its…

Who I am Felt unknown to me I lived a life told to me How I speak Refined by another How I dress adjusted by her The way I walk Didn’t seem right For I didn’t fit right I was…

She stood at the entrance of the garden. She was tall, very slim, her skin of dark amber. She delicately wrapped her long cloth around her, the sound of chimes giving away the presence of a few silver bangles. She…