In the chilling whispers of the night,
Thoughts begin to race, take flight.
I listen to my shallow breathing
And the thump of my heart’s rhythmic beating.
When emotions pour out one by one,
I try to escape them, I try to run.
Anxiety creeps …
Numbness overcomes me once I finally see
That I beg for a savior, but it is in vain that I plea.
Storm clouds enshroud the sunrise
As we commence the unveiling of lies.
The pleasure some find in others’ pain
Is a cruelty by which the preten…
The following piece, “With a Soul, I Fly” by Hibbah Haddam, was chosen from a selection of submissions for Expressions: Sisters’ Open Mic, an event at George Mason University sponsored by Muslim Youth Musings. On November 28th, participants were g…
Life is a journey. It continues through the passing of time.
I stepped into a city of gray. I walked through its streets with no guide. People passed by with expressionless faces. Cars honked each other as they stalled in the hum of traffic. Th…
It all flashed right before my eyes, right across the street from the tailor’s shack in northern Bangladesh.
My aunt and uncle were having a salwar kameez, a traditional Bangladeshi outfit, tailored for me. After purchasing the material, we dro…
Her fingers stretched toward the disturbed surface of water. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Then, she plunged.
She plunged into a world where people did not care about their Lord, a world where shades of black engulfed her, where a se…
I was inspired to write this earlier today when a friend of mine asked me for advice:
“I just cannot stop listening to music…I want to, but it’s too hard!”
This is something we’ve all probably said to ourselves, or listened to others say. Whethe…