She walked with her legs heavy and her soul down. The air was cold and sharp and stung the inside of her nose as she took a deep breath. The sun was hanging low in the sky. In the gloomy path of her shadows, she found her footsteps moving forward….
This is a message to anyone who has ever struggled, with anything: You’ll be okay.
Sit back and remember; Allah loves you, a lot. You were born with a fate written for you, and you know that. You are alive, you are breathing. Your heart is beat…
It stood gracefully on a shelf of an antique wooden cabinet – a showpiece in the shape of a heart bordered with Swarovski diamonds. Its many edges, cut with the utmost precision, gave it an additional dazzling shine that captured the eyes of visit…
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…
Queen, Jacks, Hearts, and Spades,
My personality fades,
In a world where exploitation is the exposition for every living respiration.
A world where in desperation, no man does speak his self truths,
A world where one wrong move could make you …
Become one with the earth.
Lay upon the dirt from which you came.
Streaming down the crevices
Cracks, slipping further.
We return to the earth, don’t we?
Go, return to your Lord.
Let the sun wash ove…
Another tear rolls down my cheek,
I feel it meandering its way down,
Joining the others to form a stream.
I slowly close my crimson drenched eyes,
Feeling the shatter inside my chest;
The vessel has finally begun to leak.
‘In life you will…