The Queen Of Poetry

Aisha Idris Suleman

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Tag: authenticliving

  • Unapologetically You

    Be yourself when voices say to bend,To blur your edges, twist, pretend,The world may ask you to conform,But you were made to break the norm! Your laugh, your dreams, the way you stand,The truths your heart alone has planned,These are not flaws to hide away,They are your light, your truest way! Let others chase what…

  • Unmasked

    They are learning not to hide their face,Nor shrink themselves to fit a space,For years the world taught them to bend,To mute their truth, to just pretend! But masks grow heavy, hard to bear,They dim the light that once burned there,A practiced grin, a careful pose,Cannot soothe the ache that slowly grows! And now they…

  • The Beauty Beneath

    Some people chase the mirror’s light,A fleeting glow, a borrowed sight,But beauty’s more than what we trace,It lives far deeper than a face! A heart that listens, soft and true,Speaks louder than the brightest hue,It learns to heal, it learns to grow,Gives warmth the world forgot to know! For faces fade with passing years,But kindness…

  • Do What You Love

    Do what you love, while the stars still burn,Before the tides of time return,Sing your song, though few may hear,For every note defies the fear! Step through doors that call your name,Even if they lead through flame,Dreams are not made to sit and wait,They are wings that ache to test their fate! Laugh too loud…

  • Live Your Dream, Don’t Worry

    Don’t waste your dawn in shades of doubt,Let fear stay quiet, don’t hear it shout,Your dreams are seeds beneath the sky,They bloom when you give ‘try’ a real try! The clock keeps ticking, so take your chance,Let courage lead your heart to dance,The world is wide open, so go and explore,You will never know if…

  • Golden Days In the Eternal City – Rome

    The Colosseum rose in the morning haze,Its arches whispering of bygone days,I traced its shadows, wide and deep,Where echoes of battles still seem to sleep! The Pantheon welcomed with solemn grace,Light spilling softly into its space,Its marble walls, its oculus sky,Held secrets the centuries cannot deny! The Spanish Steps, a cascade of stones,Led me upwards,…

  • They Live Unashamed

    They move through life with quiet might,No need to dim their inner light,No borrowed guilt, no hidden face,They have carved their path, they hold their place! The world once tried to draw the line,To box their truth, to redefine,But they broke through, refused to stay,Where silence asks the soul to pay! Each flaw they wear…