Poetry, prose, short stories and more – here you will find words that I feel flow through me from somewhere beyond me.

A Mother-to-Daughter Responsibility

A Mother-to-Daughter Responsibility

I cradle my baby girl in my arms. An old soul new to this world. I look at her in wonder and amazement, her beautiful little face in a place so far away – blissful. And then I think of the responsibility that lies upon my shoulders.

Speaking to the Sky

Speaking to the Sky

Everything is so busy. I stopped for a moment. Breathed in the mystical air of day meeting night, and looked up to the sky – ever changing in those moments, a myriad of watercolour; strokes being brushed, swaying this way and that, before my very eyes.

Assalaamualaikum, Syria.

Assalaamualaikum, Syria.

Assalaamualaikum Syria. I don't know what to say. How are you... maybe? It seems so feeble, my attempt to show you I care. I've heard you haven't been well; worse than not well in fact - I heard it's been like hell. You're caught like a pawn in a game of death... in a...

2012

2012

I wrote this 4 years ago, right at the end of 2012 and it still seems so relevant. It was on my old blog, so thought it only appropriate to bring it over to this one. Enjoy. Another year. Another 365 days. Gone. Gone again in the blink of an eye and a flick of the...

Somewhere on a Park Bench

Somewhere on a Park Bench

Here I am, sitting on a park bench in the country that is my new home. The rustling of the trees, the hypnotic crashing sounds of the waterfall just behind me along with the sweetest birdsong, sends shivers down my spine: I feel peace. True peace. I think of my life...

He Found Me Lost

He Found Me Lost

To find your way, you must first lose your way. And when I tell you I was lost, I was so, so lost. You see, they brought me up telling me I was this religion and this is how we do things. They told me not to do this and not to do that, and to be ever fearful. They...

Transform

Transform

"There is no coming to consciousness without pain. People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own Soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious." ~ C.G. Jung This quote...

Journey Home. 

Journey Home. 

Some days nothing is more difficult than the battle being fought within yourself. Where your thoughts and ideas are at war with your beliefs and ideologies. Where all of a sudden you find yourself questioning everything you have ever known to reach a place where there...

Dark Spring

Dark Spring

It was like the whole world had gone dark. Not just the kind of darkness you get when the moon rises and the world falls asleep, but the kind of darkness which sneaks into every single nook and cranny and wound and open crevice of your bruised and battered soul. Not...

The Wound is Where the Light Enters You

The Wound is Where the Light Enters You

I prayed to be destroyed; to be ruined; for everything I have ever known to be shattered into a million unrecognisable pieces - in order for me to know You. So how can I complain, when all I have prayed for is slowly but surely coming true?

My Sisters in Syria

My Sisters in Syria

I pulled him even closer; my nose buried in his bed of curly hair, my fingers clamped tightly in his small fist. I sat with my back against the hard back of the cold blue chair looking out across my city through the floor to ceiling length window beside me. Lights...

Rich, Poor London

Rich, Poor London

A city of dreams. Of wealth, of love, of good fortune. But I see my brother, sitting on the street corner. I smile at him, yet inside my heart knows there is nothing to smile for. I want him to know that I see him. He's not invisible to me. It's getting cold outside....

One Human Race

One Human Race

Last night, I watched a documentary about the Ku Klux Klan‬. I think we all know that they are blatantly and quite proudly racist as hell, but seriously, looking deeper in, some of their ideologies are actually absurd. As they marched the streets shouting "white...

uncomfortable familiarity.

uncomfortable familiarity.

When you feel like you do not really belong anywhere here, remember ultimately you do not belong to this world.  You have come from and are returning to so much more. Keep faith.

echoes in the night.

echoes in the night.

In the silence of the night I hear the naked echoes of my soul as it leaves my body to speak to You It is the most natural thing I have ever known Me returning to You I am always returning to You Because without You I cannot be found And without You I cannot be saved...

Proximity

Proximity

It is in those times: the times when your soul is in anguish, screaming out for a saviour, crying out for someone, anyone, to run to you and bring back those long lost broken pieces of your heart... And it is in those times: the times when your soul is free and...

Death Song

Death Song

They taught me death was bad, the worst thing that could possibly ever happen. But Love taught me death was a stepping stone, a closing of one door and the opening to another. They taught me I should cry, feel sad, reminisce and not let it go. But Love taught me to...

Rebirth Struggles.

Rebirth Struggles.

Every single day, He tests me. He brings out things from the deepest depths of me, which I didn't even know existed: good and bad. Sometimes it's such a struggle - the struggle with yourself. But there's one thing I must always keep in mind: blessed are the ones who...

I choose Love.

I choose Love.

I chose to walk this way because I want to walk this way: a path laid with thorns and roses, where to experience the beauty I must get pricked, before I eventually reach the Light. You see, I choose to want a life where I feel every single sorrow in order to feel...

Road to Light

Road to Light

The road to light is not easy, and no-one ever claimed that it was. You take your first step after awakening and you know what it is that you want, so you begin walking. And you walk and walk a few hundred miles and you realise that nothing has changed - it is then...

A Place Called Pout

A Place Called Pout

Away from it all, in a place where time never was, Peaceful. No torment or violence afflicted from the outside world and therefore, no torment afflicted within; A place where I didn't even know my soul yearned to be.   Back to the Earth, back to humanity, back to God:...

Broken Light

Broken Light

Your head is bowed in prostration; your hands raised in perfect prayer towards the skies; your eyes seeping seamlessly with tears... You're broken inside, oh-so-broken. You're begging Him to fix you, to take this pain inside your heart, to fill your blackened heart...

The Things I See

The Things I See

I wish you knew the things I see when I look at you. I see strength and power and beauty. I see a person - not a girl anymore but still, not yet a woman. I see your infinite potential; the power in you to become everything you want to be. I see a soldier; one of of...

She Lives.

She Lives.

She lives The curly-haired little girl So happy, so care-free An innocent soul Wandering, observing Excited by all things A free spirit Overjoyed to sing, to shout, To dance in the streets not caring if anyone's watching A joyous being Smiling in this moment In every...

Palestine’s Child

Palestine’s Child

You see my little brown eyes staring at you through the computer screen. Blood splatters my clothes but your attention is drawn to my tear-stained face. I cry out to you, my little chest racking up and down, up and down through the sobs. You can't hear me though. Have...

Moments Became Memories…

Moments Became Memories…

Moments... Memories. You were there when I arrived into the world. Holding my little hand, I grasped tightly onto yours. Moments... Memories. My 4th birthday. I wore the maroon velvet dress with the pearls and sat on your lap to blow out my candles. You held me close,...

Mamma

Mamma

The seconds hand keeps ticking Telling me time keeps on going by But nothing seems real anymore Not since you said goodbye I still see you sat in that corner Checkered blanket over your knees Always looking so beautiful Even with a hot water bottle under your feet My...

The Dance

The Dance

The four year old me stares up innocently at the 24-year-old me; simplicity, innocence and youth fighting up against a somewhere between teenage and adulthood young girl, transcending forms and figures, and slowly becoming the person she will be forever in front of...

New Eyes

New Eyes

I open my eyes for the very first time. Well, for what feels like the very first time. I have been asleep for far too long. Look at what I’ve been missing. I am dressed simply, in a plain white sheet draped across me and around me, covering and protecting my purity. I...

Traveller

Traveller

Gliding past, I float through turbulence My head is bowed to the skies Wind rushes past me Sweet, soft, comforting Lights flash all around me Red, yellow, green Green, yellow, red I see faces, hundreds of faces Eyes tell me stories; scars convey their pain Yet, too...

Run

Run

Candlelight flickers casting shadows on the wall behind me. Who am I? It flickers again. Where am I? It flickers dangerously, as if daring me for it to blow out, cascading me into velvet blackness once more. “Go on, go…”  I whisper, “You leave me too.” As if on cue,...

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