The Queen Of Poetry

Aisha Idris Suleman

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Tag: mindfulliving

  • Stay True

    They will whisper soft of who to be,Of shapes to mould, of eyes to see,They will draw their maps upon your skin,And beg you to change the soul within! But stars don’t ask to shine bright,Nor rivers halt to please the night,A rose won’t trade her crimson hue,So why should you be less than you?…

  • 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…

  • The Gift Of Kindness

    A smile can travel far and wide,A gift no coin can ever buy,A gentle word, a helping hand,Can brighten hearts across the land! The world feels lighter when we share,A little love, a little care,For kindness grows, it multiplies,It lifts the soul, it clears the skies! No act too small, no voice too weak,When hearts…

  • The Strength Of Humble Steps

    The tallest tree may catch the breeze,Yet bends before the storm with ease,A gentle root that grips the ground,The weather tempests safe and sound! A boastful song may fill the air,But fades when silence lingers there,While softer voices are calm and true,Leave deeper marks in all they do! No crown is earned by pride alone,Nor…

  • Hello September

    A page turns quietly, the air feels new,September whispers fresh dreams for you,The summer fades, yet the light still stays,Guiding our steps into brighter days! It is not too late, the year is not done,There is time to rise, to chase and to run,Each dawn reminds us that we still can grow,Planting intentions and letting…

  • Always Be You

    The world may whisper what you should be,A shadow, a copy, a faded decree,But stars don’t compete for who shines the most,Each one is endless, each one is its own! Your laughter, your silence, your unsteady song,The edges that feel like they don’t quite belong,They are colours that paint the sky only you know,A canvas…