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May 2017 · 276
Who am I?
Sadia May 2017
Who am I? A kaleidoscope of beauty from within.
May 2017 · 272
Fear
Sadia May 2017
We all have a fear of something, may it be heights, drowning or an enclosed space. Each of us has the ability to overcome these fears, but can we be certain that this is the single greatest fear we have? What about walking on a path of darkness without the guidance of light. Are we really able to walk on a path that surrounds us in darkness? Many would say we wouldn't be able to walk on a path where there is no light or that there would be no way we would make it to the end of that path. Some may go one step further and say we simply fear the unknown. Let us take for example a blind man with his cane. If we were to take him to a path where there is darkness and no light he would be able to walk in the darkness without the fear of anyone or anything. His trust isn't with his cane but rather his trust is with God.

We don't need the light to guide us instead we need our faith in God. His gifts are present throughout our lifetime. He is there in every step we take. All we need is to trust him, and when we do, we can go a long way.
May 2017 · 406
My Moon
Sadia May 2017
You are far away, but always there, shining brightly in my world. Your soft light caresses my skin and comforts me: I am never really alone. As I close my eyes to sleep, you come to kiss my lips goodnight. You are my moon, shining bright in my dark skies.
May 2017 · 692
Time
Sadia May 2017
As time passes by, the past has been sealed. We cannot travel backwards, time will not permit us to do so. Instead, we need to look forward in life. We are the ones who control our future. It is up to us to fulfill our dreams. If we don’t seize what lies ahead of us in time, our life will tick away...just like the clock that ticks away time.
May 2017 · 347
Memory
Sadia May 2017
What started as a line, turned into a book. A book about his love for her. Somehow he couldn’t forget her. His love for her was still alive in his heart. She wasn’t just his book about his desire; she was the love of his life. It was in these pages his memory of her lived on.
May 2017 · 463
Trapped
Sadia May 2017
I feel trapped within the four walls of my mind; locked inside this body. I've tried to ask for help, but struggle to say what it is that I need. I feel like a puzzle with missing pieces. I'm a prisoner in my own body, and each day hurts more than the last. Life feels like a constant battle, and all I want is a fresh start.
May 2017 · 363
Awaken
Sadia May 2017
Awaken to the whispers of your soul.
May 2017 · 545
Book
Sadia May 2017
You were the book I often dreamed of reading. You were on the bestseller list and then you sold out.
May 2017 · 868
Life
Sadia May 2017
Life was lifeless, a blank canvas; until you arrived, splashing vibrant colors into my life.
May 2017 · 458
Words
Sadia May 2017
The words were scattered and I didn’t even know how to place them. When you spoke to me, your words ignited a spark within me and gave me an inspiration to write. You were my first muse, which is why I call you my poetry.
May 2017 · 367
Yours
Sadia May 2017
In a world full of roses, I'm your sunflower.
May 2017 · 413
Color
Sadia May 2017
Every palette, and every shade of color, reminds me of your beautiful soul.
May 2017 · 428
Favorite Song
Sadia May 2017
When he asked her what her favorite song is, she replied, "the rhythm of your heartbeat."
May 2017 · 330
You
Sadia May 2017
You
How beautiful the poetry is when it's written about you.
May 2017 · 852
Souls Collide
Sadia May 2017
We were both flying high, reaching out to one another.
I felt our souls collide; we shook the skies like a rumble of thunder. The lights flickered, lightning struck.
May 2017 · 952
War
Sadia May 2017
War
I don’t know where I’m going. Whatever path i take, It seems like I’m going back and forth. There is no place to run, no place to seek shelter. My homeland is being bombarded. I'm stuck in the middle of a battlefield. The smoke fills the skies. I can hear the screams of the mothers loosing their children. Bomb after bomb blast echo across the landscape. They are so loud my ears are rending me deaf. My heart trembles. Bodies lay on the ground, some dead, some injured. Those injured are in need of help. Hatred has stained the hearts of many. I lay here, along with the rest of the civilians on the path way.
There's so many questions on my mind. Why is this happening to us? Why are innocent civilians being killed? Do I have to be rich and famous for my voice to be heard?
As the sun goes down, night falls. You can hear whispers of words from those who have been lost. Bodies lay on the ground and a stream of blood flows. Those injured become weaker and weaker, calling in need of help...
Life fades away.
May 2017 · 2.6k
Growth
Sadia May 2017
With every growth there is a deep struggle. The soul has to advance spiritually by reshaping itself. It slowly strips away layers of the internal trappings of our life, be it physical or emotional. In doing so, we mold ourselves back into the shape of a stronger human being
May 2017 · 293
Souls
Sadia May 2017
Evening skies darken. Departed souls roam the night, reaching out to their loved ones for the last time as a breeze of wind. That one touch awakens our spirit, leaving behind goosebumps in the midst of the night.
May 2017 · 626
Soul Traveling
Sadia May 2017
Sometimes I wonder, when we are dreaming, are we really there? Or does the soul leave the body momentarily? Even if it's true, what awakens the soul? Is it someone we haven’t met but we share the same sky with; maybe the power of the universe is trying to bring us together through astral projection? The feeling you get when you meet a stranger; yet you feel you have met him before. Is he your soul mate, is he real? That instant connection, the feeling of warmth. The same warmth you felt in your dream.
May 2017 · 441
story
Sadia May 2017
A long time ago there was a piece missing inside him, until he met her. Who would have thought his meeting would bring so much happiness? She had filled the void in his heart. He loved his conversations with her, he liked what she had to say, for every breath she spoke created ripples inside his heart. Her beauty was mesmerizing, with her elegance and grace and how she carried herself, her presence would light up his eyes each time she would walk across the table. He only had eyes for her.

As they walked out of the cafe, he wanted to embrace her but was afraid of what she would think of him. Little did she know he was in love with her. Both had tickets spending their last day with each other. He wanted to tell her how he felt for her at the train station platform. It would be the last time they would ever meet. Both had two different routes. They embraced each other with a hug. With a final farewell before he could express his feelings, he decided to end the story. Knowing she would never go for a guy like him. As she walked away he turned to look at her for the last time, and went on board and his train departed.

As the clock struck 12:00 the conductor said, “All aboard to the Polar Express." She sat on her seat; her locket fell on the floor and there was a picture of him inside her locket. As she glared she spoke, "I wish I could have told him that I was in love with him but I was afraid to say anything. But my eyes are sealed, the final memory of him of my final farewell, and his love will always be embedded in my heart." Their love story ended before it could ever start, neither one told how they felt for one another. As the train moved she hoped in her destination there would be someone who would fill the empty seat next to her and be the faith in her cards and be part of her destiny.
May 2017 · 383
Soulmate
Sadia May 2017
It was the first time I met you, but it seemed as though my soul had met yours in another life, that I had loved you long before. When you spoke to me, I felt a fathomless connection. The moment I laid eyes on you, your name was engraved in my heart. It was as though you were meant to be here. It was God's way of telling me, “There he is.”
May 2017 · 506
He
Sadia May 2017
He
He comes out only when he's waiting for you. He has many admirers, but you're the one he chose. You are his brightest star, and the reason why he shines so brightly. When you left, however, he split in two and hasn’t been the same since then. The sky remains in perpetual darkness; only your return can make him whole again.
May 2017 · 1.1k
Light
Sadia May 2017
It is the light that shines from within that radiates our soul.

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