The Queen Of Poetry

Aisha Idris Suleman

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Tag: selfworth

  • 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…

  • Unbreakable

    Be the thunder in your own sky,Not the echo of someone else’s storm,The world will hand you mirrors,That bend and blur your shape —Do not bow to glass that lies! You were not made to be folded,into smaller versions of yourself.Your laugh is not too loud,Your dreams are not too wild,Your heart is not too…

  • Unshaken

    I don’t shrink for storms,I don’t bow to doubt,You can throw your shadows —I am walking with the sunlight out! Your whispers hit like pebbles,Mine echoes like a drum,You try to dim the fire —I am where the sparks are from! No borrowed fear can hold me,No smallness makes me drown,Build your walls of worry…

  • Enough, Always

    Love yourself in the mirror’s glow,In highs you soar and lows you know.Not for perfection, smooth or bright,But for your heart that keeps its light.Through every scar and every doubt,You are enough — without, throughout!

  • The Climb They Claim

    They may not stand upon the peak,Where winds are wild and voices speak,Of victories won, of banners high,Of glories stretched across the sky,But still they climb, and step by step,They guard the progress they have kept,A quiet strength, a steady heart,A will that says, ‘begin, restart!’ The world may cheer the fastest few,The ones who…

  • 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…

  • 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?…

  • Unmasked

    Do not paint your face with borrowed hues,Or walk in shoes that are not your own,The world may whisper who to be,But you are more than flesh and bone! You do not need masks to fit the mould,Nor shrink to match another’s frame,Your truth is not too loud or strange,Your soul was never meant for…