The Queen Of Poetry

Aisha Idris Suleman

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Tag: mindfulmoments

  • Sugar Beneath The Silence

    They say my face is soft as spring,A calm the daylight loves to bring,But sweetness does not spill in tone,It lives in deeds the heart has sown! I do not paint my care in speech,Nor let my wanting overreach,Instead, I fold my love in small,Unspoken things that say it all! A hand that lingers, eyes…

  • The Light We Give

    Love is a flame that never dies,It lifts the heart, it lights the skies,A gentle word, a caring glance,Can spark a soul and start a dance! It costs you nothing, yet it grows,It heals the hearts that no one shows,Each smile you share, each hand you lend,Can turn a stranger into a friend! Let kindness…

  • Everywhere You Go

    Carry love within your hands,Let it fall like golden sands,Scatter kindness, soft and true,Let it bloom in all you do! Speak with warmth, let laughter flow,Plant small seeds and watch them grow,Smile at strangers passing by,Lift their hearts, help spirits fly! When the world feels cold or grey,Be the sun to light the way,Every word…

  • New Week New Spark

    A brand-new week is here again,A chance to shine through sun or rain,The past is done, the slate is clear,So, rise with hope and drop the fear! Each morning hums a brighter song,Reminding you that you do belong,Your dreams are seeds, your will is the sun,The work begins, the race has begun! No Monday blues,…

  • 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…

  • Perfectly Imperfect

    They are the crack in polished stone,The note that trembles, not quite a tone,They stumble where the road is clear,Yet find new paths when none appear! Their edges fray, their colours blur,A patchwork soul of all they were,Not flawless, yet in every scar,A map of where their triumphs are! Perfection’s mask is sharp and thin,It…