Love Song #777

for Maria Your favourite colour is purple and mine is blue and how’s this for romanticism but combined they resemble the shade of a pretty majestic bruise. Before I met you, I’ve seen sunsets merely going through the motions, a…
for Maria Your favourite colour is purple and mine is blue and how’s this for romanticism but combined they resemble the shade of a pretty majestic bruise. Before I met you, I’ve seen sunsets merely going through the motions, a…
She was created the day two stars collided. Her kiss was black and beautiful. She used to say, love was like smoke and fire which filled her lungs, deadly yet meaningless. In the moment of his death, he…
‘Funny how you’ve got to get your heart broken ninety-nine times to feel numb on your hundredth’, she tweeted. Letting her long black hair on the floor from the edge of her bed, she took a look at her mother…
Is it wrong to wear my dress above my knees? Or is it right to be bold? If the latter is right why is the former wrong? And if the former is right, why is the latter wrong? Is…
My heart was bleeding My soul was pleading to unleash the knots of my nerves to drain off the blood from my skin to let me veil, to let me disappear. My eyes were open but the lashes wilted My…
Don’t try to introduce my skin to your skin, ‘cause such introduction doesn’t let the light to get in Don’t try to prove me as your servant while starting my talk about the equality between women and men! Don’t try…
She walked down the hall with her head hung low, Her pace wasn’t fast, neither was it slow People whispered loudly as she walked by, Unable to do anything about it she just sighs They slammed her onto the…
You perceive one of your unique hidden talents, something that you’re extremely passionate about and really good at from within yourself, work on it in order to improve yourself and share it with somebody else who has got the exact…
One of the most sensitive topics in today’s world among Muslim population is fashion, after which the term “Modest Fashion” was invented and introduced by some of the most thoughtful and creative Muslim stylists, men and women. Muslim women were…
“No matter how many books you’ve read, how many tales you know, believe me: no one has ever told you a story like this one.” It is 1990, in Palestine. Isra is crouched over a book, fascinated by stories…
Maybe one day you’ll realise, How it was to see you leaving. In cloudy weather and shattered skies, I couldn’t feel myself wiping those damp eyes. I noticed myself missing you, At late night wanting to listen to you…
I have a lost lover, Who loved me with himself Now loves me with his illusionary presence I have a lost lover, Who stared at me with his own eyes Now stares at me through the moon I have a…
They don’t know who I am, not like they used to think Before it all came apart Maybe I’ve changed Maybe I’ve sunk a little lower When we talk, nothing seems to make sense The voices are strained…
One Minute Later by Susan Lewis is a poignant novel that also shines a very important light on organ donation. On her twenty-seventh birthday, Vivienne “Vivi” Shager’s life forever changes after she has a heart attack. Instead of remaining in London where she…
Paint me with ignorance, Because I love that pain I get. I’m addicted to it as much, As I am addicted to you. You’re always forgiven. Paint me with hatred, And I would still look, Into those brown eyes,…
Merciless Murder of Nusrat Jahan Rafi “Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about the things that matter.” Nusrat Jahan Rafi, a 19-year old teen who spoke against sexual assault was set ablaze by 5 people,…