Fire pic for Bad Dreams chapt ex Hafsa Waseela

Bad Dreams

“Goodnight Mama!” I sang. “Goodnight Wardah. Please don’t forget to read Ayat-ul Kursi before going to sleep,” Mum replied while still walking. She sounded uptight, like she was on alert. “Okay Mum,” I said. But she had walked past. I called after her. “Jazakallah khair for reminding me!” I’d had a tiring day at school.…

Elizabeth

Islamic Honeymoon

I discovered the truth on honeymoon, Of the extent to which I’d been misled, How I’d absorbed vast torrents of their lies, Via photos and the phrases they’d said.     At night I was scared to see my lover Close-up with all his colouring faded, I felt frightened, and then I got angry. How…

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Of Stones And Diamonds . . .

In the dark, on the rough trails stones paring through, prying my flesh … life gave me these gifts with no bandages or ribbons. Tired at some point, as I rested, on a huge rock and looked down the path I’d traversed; there lay painted tips bright red, glistening stones reflecting the sun; the very…

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The Veil

Once the veil of your eyes has been removed that shielded curtain no longer looms   just remember one thing know for sure Allah bestowed upon this sinner For me to adore   The eyes will begin to witness the beauty with blessings from Allah and His decree   these sinning eyes will start to…

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Submit Your Heart

There was a place when you had everything but still emptiness hounded you somehow. There was a time when you loved everything but it wasn’t the same anymore.   You got up every morning looking forward to the day but when you went to bed at night only disappointment there lay.   You thought you…

Sisterhood

Sisterhood

Sisterhood to me is a bond that we can’t always see.   It’s like when we love our sisters for Allah’s sake making sure, we are holding up our faith, knowing our salvation, is at stake.   It’s reaching out to our sisters when in-need connecting and doing a gracious deed. But sometimes, it’s just…

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Remember When

I remember when I believed in dreams When the milky waves meant a lot to me When I learnt to make wishes like a fairy; eyes closed And open my eyes to see my dreams come true I remember when life was of cream and peaches   I remember all my dreams of running far…

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Ya Ummi

(Dedicated to my mother Mrs. Mariam Nagaria who we lost on 12 June 2014)   Beauty and grace personified Embodiment of tolerance, Through my Ummi I saw lovely patience, I thought she was full of elegance!   Diabetes and Breast Cancer, Angina and Blood Pressure, Yet bravely she fought, Against all odds!   Arthritis in her back,…