In the chilling whispers of the night, Thoughts begin to race, take flight. I listen to my shallow breathing And…
In the chilling whispers of the night, Thoughts begin to race, take flight. I listen to my shallow breathing And…
“I’m going to make her happy, Inshā’Allāh”. One day, I went with my mother to the local grocery store to…
Many years ago, while waiting for my father to pick me up from school, I sat in front of the…
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