The word potential is one of self sabotage.
It is dedicated to those unable to their dream to work.
Potential is a word given to the indicated who are poised to have talent but no drive, ambition but no discipline.
Potential is given the abundant group of people who are to breathe but never live life.
Potential.
A word that made to create your grave before you've died.
I haven't figured out how to stay away from the trap.
I will do more then breathe.

IF YOU EVER GIVE UP ON YOUR QUEST
YOUR DREAMS WONT COME TRUE
YOU MUST STICK TO YOUR PATH
LIKE YOUR MENTORS ALWAYS DO



YOU MUST FOCUS ON YOUR TASK
WITH DEDICATION AND BE STRONG
BUT YOUR JOURNEY MAYBE HARD
WITH PERSISTENCE YOU WILL GET ALONG



WHEN OTHERS TAUNT YOUR DREAM
YOU MUST ALWAYS STAY TRUE
BECAUSE REACHING YOUR DESTINATION
TO YOURSELF YOU MUST BE TRUE.  


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Fear is powerful.
Fear has left
me breathless
and immobile
in the face of safety
and normalcy.
Fear has kept me weeping in corners,
fear has sealed my lips
in moments of injustice
and fear has stripped me to the bone
with it's ruthless
exposure.

Yet I am strong.
I am stronger than fear,
watch my lungs catch breath
like a wide net
that scours the sea floor.
I am stronger than fear,
and I weep in corners no longer.
I am stronger,
so much stronger
than the fear that fills me.

I am strong,
and I will rip my mouth open wide
and I will weave my words
into new layers of
sinew and skin.
I am stronger than fear,
and I will cover my bones
with nothing more or less
than my own self.

You were the cry in the night.
You were the voice,
toxic and tar-black,
that oozed into my mind
in all the fright.
You were the shadows
that kept me from light.
Fear of you has made me
strong.

Fear was everything,
until it wasn't.
Fear was the only thing,
until it grew one thing more.
Fear once kept you safe,
but now I'm knocking on your door.
I will rip my sealed lips
open wide,
to drown you in
those screaming words
and to drown out
all the doubt.
I AM NOT AFRAID OF YOU

what does the hijab mean to a Muslim woman ?
why do their women cover their  hair?

to identify ourselves as being Muslims !
that we would be recognized  
we are proud of being Muslim women
                 but telling you a secret that
this scarf says a lot too , who sees me
is what stand before you is a woman
of enormous strength
enormous courage and integrity
this women will
not lie ,
not cheat ,
not deceive
she will be the best employer
                      the best  friend
                      best advisor
                      best counselor
that's a Muslim women
                     and its a warning
she is not a toy
don't even try to play with her

I am fighting
Naked and succumb by waves
That crash with relentless force
Over my body cold and shivering
Extremities going numb

I am fighting
It might look like I don't stand a chance
But I'll stand unwavering
Until the waves grow tired
Of trying to erode my human shape

You seem to forget you, you seem to forget that yes, you do matter
So oblivious to the way things are, you don’t notice - or care. Please gather
Gather your emotions, stop ignoring all the “silly” little things
Annihilate your fixed mindset, destroy it completely
Instead grow, grow into those ever-changing pretty wings.


One called you rogue, worthless, nothing
That comment polarizing you and the self portrait, there is a split between the two cutting
Cutting self and conflicted perspectives, think, “Who am I”
You seem to be the very reason you’re beleaguered, always troubled
Be the very coercion, your own force to think, “I’m a precious little being, bout’ limits? no sky.”


Don’t you dare tame that voice, opine your thoughts, state those opinions, make that noise
Keep it pithy, the concise powerful words spoken, expressed with poise
Inside you’re innate to having confidence, inborn with self certainty, this life is yours to make
Savoir faire, you know just what to do
Ambition to use, goals set, all the stars above are yours to take


Self love is no fallacy, no ruse, no trick, you’ll see
Decimate the huge stubborn part in mind, kill it and change. Perception is what you set out to be
Say it with me, verbatim, word… for… word… “I am worth it, I am enough, I am beyond it all.”
A growing mind always propitious to molding a lovely life, always in the favor of good desire
Aware that with life comes hidden dangers, had an insight of a terrible pitfall

Today, you are okay. Everyday, you will be better.

“I am worth it, I am enough, I am beyond it all.”

The light that lives within me wavers
But even through this darkness it shines
The flame has shrunk - almost invisible
Shadows become heavy in my mind

The flickering dance; my search for strength
Darkness consumes as light grows weary
The fight cannot be finished
Moving forward is the only option
Sorrow attempts to overthrow joy
The flame burns brighter
My light is no stranger to conflict
Calloused from previous affliction
Preparing for trials on unknown horizons
The darkness is what fuels my light
Flames grow after a season of weakness
The fight seemed close
Uncertainty consumed, but is long since forgotten
My light is magnificent once again
A fire so bright to serve as a beacon

Even at my lowest
When darkness thinks to reign
I refuse to be extinguished
Not ever, but especially not today