By: Sharmeen Ilyas Do you remember the pain if someone hits you or strike you even in your childhood or do you have shattered memories of those words which have pierced your soul and somewhere lingering in your memory and from time to time their echoes are clearly loud and... Read More
If despair is the only way To bring me back to my knees Open to Your effects Then this melancholy Is my favorite place to be. “Don’t seal off the wound,” said Rumi, “It’s where the light enters you.” And I believe that. For when the chanting high and charms... Read More
Don’t grieve at the stab. It’s only meant to free you. From the chains that bind you to the earth and shackle you to the shadows of people. The mirage of water cannot quench. But is so beautiful to the thirsty. I’m afraid. Of never knowing another life. Different. So... Read More
