A Reflecting Arab Muslim Girl From Around the Corner

Friday, October 11, 2013

that i was.


it is only by fate that i was born to the parents that i was
and in the place that i was
it is only by fate that I was born with the wealth I inherited
there are no accidents and everything happens for a reason
it is only by fate that it was who I was to be optimistic
and that I had altruistic passions to serve sweet milk
it is only by fate that that was who I was

but the reality, destruction and hate in the world
has through fate once again turned me into who I have now become
today my spirit dies more with the fall of sand as I recount their trials
and the many tribulations my once zealous self has faced
i clasped the world thinking it would meet my soft palms cushioned
and now my calloused hands burn from the heat of hate
my tampered soul is abused by selfish wants
just an atom unseen, watching as others live unaware, uncaring

it is only by fate that my once bright face has now darkened

 30th January, 2009

Friday, September 20, 2013

No more drama.

I used to listen to this song all the time when I was younger. I decided to listen to it today - and watch the video. I don't remember being so moved by the video. Indeed. No more drama. No more drama. No more. No more.

Everyone has a story.  Everyone. But it is hard knowing that millions of others are going through the very same things as I did. It's hard knowing that there are innocent children - so pure - that can easily become victim to the same.  If I had to quote something he said to me it would be this "Look, no one has found out about us...it is because God has protected our relationship.  This love is from God".

May God protect all innocent.