The Queen Of Poetry

Aisha Idris Suleman

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Tag: poetry

  • The Light They Choose

    When storms arise without a warning sound,And heavy skies press low upon the ground,They do not yield to all the weight they bear —They turn within and find a steady care! Through every fall, a quiet strength is grown,In winding paths, new clarity is shown,No trial remains when hope is held in sight —Even the…

  • Karma’s Quiet Return

    Be kind to hands that lifted you high,Not quick to wound or pass them by.For every good that comes your way,Is not by chance — it chose to stay! Don’t trade their trust for fleeting gain,Or stitch their kindness into pain.The world remembers what you give,In echoes shaping how you live! For karma walks a…

  • Where The Fire Cannot Follow

    When the air turns sharp with sparks,and every word begins to burn,step back —not in defeat, but in returnto breath, to quiet, to your own ground! You are not meant to be the fuelfor every fire that finds you.Let the flames speak to themselves —not everything needs your voice,not everything deserves your stay. There is…

  • What Comes Around

    The world remembers what you sow,In quiet ways you may not know.A careless word, a selfish deed,Will plant in time a bitter seed! But kindness moves in hidden streams,It echoes far beyond our dreams.A gentle hand, a heart that is fair,Returns to you with equal care! So, walk with light, let anger pass,Leave truth and…

  • Walk Like A Boss

    Walk in tall, let your fire rise,Chin up proud, with storm in your eyes.Own each step, let your presence speak,Power moves quiet — never weak.Head up high, be bold, emboss —Move through the world like a boss!

  • 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.