Woe be to the soul that betrays its own heart, that forgets the pulse of justice in its chest, that sells its voice for power and its peace for comfort. And woe be to my pen if it can’t write about humanity, if it can’t capture the screams, the silence, the broken hearts. And woe […]
A poem of humanity for gaza — sadia hakim Read More »
Don’t let social media or characterless people make you believe that you’re getting too old to be someone’s first love. There are many people who haven’t experienced their first love yet, many souls like you who long for one person to spend their life with, instead of switching people like clothes and shoes. There are
Rare love takes time. You are not late. Read More »
Resentment— I had never known this feeling until I saw my parents hate me yet love other kids devotedly. More times than I can count, I have sat on the stairs, watching them laugh and tolerate those kids—their most vulgar language, their unbearable moves—and thought: If only they had poured this love and patience into
I had never known resentment until Read More »
I am tired, I am tired, I am tired. Somebody, please hold my heart and tell me it will be fine, that it will end, that it will end — this life, and its agonies.
Hold my face in the curves of your hands and tell me Read More »
For whom are you performing in the theater of life? Everyone’s got their own script, theater — everyone’s playing their own theater.
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The first betrayal always comes from family, and the second from friends. // sadia’s writing journal
Betrayed by family and friends — life poetry Read More »
Just like wheat and chaff get separated upon violent shaking, some experiences of life also distinguish people from others. These are meant to separate the genuine from the false. Life is just a series of threshing processes designed for humans and people. The threshing processes of life separates humans from people. — Sadia Hakim —
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Not everyone who listens deserves to hear your story. A listening ear has a talking mouth as well.
A listening ear has a talking mouth as well — Sadia Hakim Read More »
Don’t credit my wounds, wars, and scars for the strength I had to build to stand life.
— Sadia Hakim | Quote Bites
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