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295 · Aug 2020
beautiful poetry
Sadia Aug 2020
I could write the most beautiful poetry if I wanted to. But what good is the poetry if it’s complete without you.
291 · Mar 2018
phases of beauty
Sadia Mar 2018
Each season reminded me of the different phases of your beauty.
285 · May 2017
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.
271 · May 2017
Who am I?
Sadia May 2017
Who am I? A kaleidoscope of beauty from within.
266 · May 2017
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.
257 · Jan 2022
Life
Sadia Jan 2022
It is not always possible to live in black and white. Colors must be felt.
250 · Oct 2018
home
Sadia Oct 2018
He asked her where is home? She said, right in your loving arms.
247 · May 2017
Meeting you
Sadia May 2017
My soul has been restless ever since I met you.
247 · Jun 2018
her eyes
Sadia Jun 2018
She loved her eyes not for their beauty but for what she could see, and that was “him”
246 · Mar 2018
moon/darkness
Sadia Mar 2018
She was the night that filled the sky with her darkness, and he was the moon that stood out because of that darkness.
241 · Apr 2018
destiny
Sadia Apr 2018
You were her destiny written in her cards.
229 · Jun 2017
heart
Sadia Jun 2017
What can be more beautiful, then having your name engraved in my heart.
226 · Feb 2018
scent
Sadia Feb 2018
You are the fragrance that is on my mind.
223 · Sep 2018
soull
Sadia Sep 2018
The vibrant colors of your soul speaks to me.
196 · Feb 2019
Nature
Sadia Feb 2019
As I walked on natures path my soul lingers in thoughts of you.  The beautiful colors on natures pallets reminded me how simply beautiful you are.
192 · Mar 2019
Heaven
Sadia Mar 2019
Heaven would be with you!
189 · Oct 2018
Dreams
Sadia Oct 2018
There is that moment where dreams become just fragments of memories.
186 · Aug 2018
feeling
Sadia Aug 2018
My favorite feeling in the world is waking up next to you.
106 · Oct 2023
Bond
Sadia Oct 2023
Through trials and storms, love remains intact
No distance can separate us when love is pure
Time may pass, but love continues to grow
Eyes hold a blaze,
a fire of love that never dies
No power on Earth
can break the bond of love between you and me
98 · Jan 2022
Choose
Sadia Jan 2022
I am both the darkness and the light. I cannot pick a side. It is what completes me. I am inseparable.
98 · Dec 2021
Broken
Sadia Dec 2021
Her hair danced in the breeze. A spirit that soared with the wings of an angel
She was both alive and broken
Her eyes were as bright as the moon, while tears rolled down her pale cheeks
Her heart was choking with memories, but she had forgotten what to love and be loved felt like.
There were times when it seemed if time had frozen like a broken record on repeat
All she could hear was the echoes of her lonely heart
She needed to let go so that her heart's scattered pieces could come together
And allow her to be whole again.
97 · Sep 2020
Dreams
Sadia Sep 2020
In my dreams you are mine
75 · May 10
You
Sadia May 10
You
Literature is an art and so are you.

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