I am a neurodivergent and introverted poet from Alpha Centauri currently touring your Solar System. Yes, I am an alien. Be my reader at your human risk.
Letters Unsent is a collection of reflections and musings—thoughts I often write as letters to myself or to an imagined world. These words remain unsent, holding emotions and ideas meant for deeper reflection, waiting to be shared with those who pause to listen.
If tomorrow the sun rises without me in its world, let me tell you today: the wind will still roam. The birds will still sing. Nothing changes in this world, but let me tell you, something will. If tomorrow the sun rises without me, you won’t see the shift with your eyes. Clocks will tick […]
I hate war. But what I hate even more are those who glorify war from the safety of their homes, having never seen its cost firsthand, having never felt its pain down to their bones, having never lived its wounds through their generations. — Sadia Hakim
There is something so miraculously hopeful about grey skies. There is something so otherworldly romantic about dark clouds.There is something sacred about solitude, about being alone. — Sadia Hakim 1
Sometimes, being hopeful, just hopeful, takes centuries of courage, because to be hopeful you have to shut your brain and silence the mouths inside that are constantly screaming, murmuring, voicing negativity. — Sadia Hakim
I am so undeniably lonely, so unspeakably unlovable. I am a woman of strict boundaries in a world that thinks it owns my body, soul, thoughts, values, future, life, and destiny. I am so unbearably rebellious, so undesirably human. I am a woman shaped by defiance, by solitude, by understanding, by empathy, and this combination […]
A Hindu does something wrong — you drag Hinduism. A Muslim fails — you stain Islam.A Christian messes up — you mock the cross. A Jew makes a mistake — you curse Judaism. A Sikh stands accused — you question the entire faith. Even atheists aren’t spared from your filthy generalizations. Why? Why do you […]
You are my sunshine breaking through clouds. You are my sunrise rising through mountains. You are my dawn chasing away shadows. You are my rain softening the drought. You are my compass pointing me home. You are my garden blooming through ruins. You are my river cutting through stone. You are my armor shielding my […]
We die a million times to live once, while the goal should be to live a million times to die once. Reality steals the first; dreams gift us the second. — Sadia Hakim Poet’s Note A poetic reflection on how we die a thousand emotional deaths just to feel alive once — when it should […]
I discovered today that one of my favorite content creators recently had plastic surgery, and it shattered something inside me. She had given me so much confidence — just by owning herself publicly, focusing on her content and creativity rather than her body and beauty. It reminded me of a few things: — Sadia Hakim […]
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 […]
