I cannot believe fasting month is going to be over. It felt as if days passed by so fast, especially when you’re at home. Writing poetry is a bit difficult…
Category: Prose
Some memories can be painful when you remember them. Just recalling it bears a physical pain in your heart and brings you close to tears or in tears. And that…
Sometimes thinking a lot just puts me in a spiral. Have I done it right? What are the impacts I have on others? Do all of these matter? I have…
It has been awhile since I wrote here. And here we are again. The world has changed tremendously for the past 5 months. Cooped up in our houses forces us…
They say the first step is the hardest. Bismillah, this is mine. I am not a fan of change. I don’t hold a banner of protest on it either. But…
I erased my footprints so that you will never find your way back to me. That is the first time I am doing something for me. ~S.H.~
“Don’t scare me like that.” “Like how?” “You being sick, it scares me a lot” “Why?” “Because how am I going to face this world without you around?” “You’ll swim…