The Queen Of Poetry

Aisha Idris Suleman

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Author: Aisha Suleman

  • Crowned In Fire

    Steel in my spine, I don’t bend — I refine,You played with my trust, now I sharpen the line.No tears for the snakes, no grace for the slick,You wanted me soft — now you are feeling the kick! I bloom in the fire, I bite when I must,Turn wounds into weapons, turn betrayal to dust.Call…

  • The Debt Comes Due

    I don’t shout — I carve my will,In silence sharp enough to cut.No need for fire, no need for show,I let the quiet pressure grow! You thought betrayal left no scar,Mistook my calm for who you are.But every slight you tried to hide,I forged into a turning tide! I don’t forgive — I redefine,What once…

  • Crown Taken, Not Given

    I don’t climb — I take what is mine,Break every ceiling, cross every line,No luck here, just blood and will,I don’t chase crowns — I bend them still! Pressure snaps? I snap it back,Leave my mark in every crack,They talk big — I move precise,Cold ambition, sharpened ice! Top of the game — I own…

  • Fractures Of Light

    Diamonds remember what hands forget —every touch, every promise set.Cold they seem, but pressure made them,time and fire once unafraid them! So never be the one who startsa fracture in a diamond’s heart.For when it breaks, it does not cry —it splinters light across the sky! And every shard will softly gleamwith echoes of what…

  • Sharpened, Not Broken

    I don’t forget. I don’t fold. You thought silence meant weakness —it meant I was watching. Learning. Waiting. You crossed the line.Now you get to see what I become because of it. I don’t break.I sharpen. This isn’t revenge —this is evolution.

  • The Hour I Rise

    They struck a match beneath my name,Mistook my silence for a flame,That flickers out when winds grow strong —They did me quiet, they did me wrong! But power sleeps in steady hands,Not loud, not wild — just as it stands,I rise, not rage, I choose my hour,And turn their doubt into my power!

  • When Light Turns Cold

    Never wound a soul that shines,Soft as dawn in quiet skies —They carry storms you cannot see,Yet still choose gentle ways to be! But break them once, or twice, too deep,And something buried won’t stay asleep,The warmth you knew begins to fade,Replaced by shadows they never made! For when the pure are pushed too far,They…

  • A Different Kind Of Bright

    On World Autism Awareness Day, we pause to see,A world more vast than what eyes first believe,In quiet strength, in colours bold and true,There is beauty shining in a different view! Not less, not broken — simply uniquely made,With minds that dance where others may just wade,In every laugh, each step, each gentle way,You light…

  • The Cost Of Kindness

    A gentle soul is not a game,Not something easy you can claim,Their kindness blooms without demand,A quiet gift, an open hand! But take too much, ignore their worth,And you will lose what cannot be earned,For hearts that give without a guard,Still know the moment love grows hard! So, cherish those who choose to care —Not…

  • Side By Side In Truth

    We walk together, side by side,No shadows where our truths can hide,With open hands and steady hearts,We choose the light in all our parts! No whispered lies, no secret schemes,No tearing down another’s dreams,For strength is found in honest ties,Not sharpened words or masked disguise! To lift, not push — to stand, not break,To give…