Poem: Labyrinth

In the labyrinth of my own thoughts,

I seem to be getting lost,

I retreated into my own space,

To find peace and solace,

Only to find myself,

In the deepest, darkest corner,

Where I hid all the monsters and demons,

Coaxing me to let them out,

To come out and play with me,

Temptations whispering,

Such sweet nothings,

What become of me,

If I let them out,

And play with me.

Strength, your strongest weapon

I had an interesting conversation with a dear friend about strength. And I would love to share this with you all as well as what I have shared with her.

We are not all perfect and we are all flawed but one of the greatest qualities we have are our strengths. These strengths are the strongest weapons we could hold onto, that we could sharpen the blunt edges and to bring us forth towards whatever challenges, obstacles, upturns and downturns we may face. Strength comes in all forms but most of all it comes from us, it radiates from our very core. It is something everyone needs.

I am beyond perfect, we all have our own issues, demons and monsters to deal with but I believe that through a strong network of support system, we can move forward and beat it. It is an endless battle but one must not give up or give in, one must not raise the white flag if you know that you can conquer them. I am glad that I have one of the most strongest support system and without everyone around me, I wouldn’t be here. We can’t all simply be miserable when we can do something about it. Even when we are hopeless but if there is a tiny speck of hope flickering through, grab onto it because you might never know that tiny hope is the biggest strength you can hold onto.

Our passion to help others are our strengths too, we instinctively drop our worries away when we know someone that we care is not feeling well and you do everything you can to lift them up and be there for them. In turn, we don’t really worry about ourselves and the clusterfuck of worries bothering us because we care for others.

But sometimes we do need to be taken care of and sometimes it’s okay for us to withdraw ourselves from the world because we need time to ourselves to recuperate and to heal. This is what I learned and this is what gets me by eventhrough my darkest nights, I hold onto to that tiny light of hope to lift me up even when it is heavy, the hope lies within you and those around you.

So to those everyone struggling and in need of a helping hand to get out and bring you forward, let me give my hands to yours and hold on to it.

and here I end this post with one of my poems:

Of Kings and men, 

We fought for their battles, 

Of priests and clergymen, 

They battle against evil and malicious spirits,

But who dares to fight for us?

Of our own monsters and demons

That resides within us?

Pouring my love and strength to all. 🌹

Shadows of the night

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I am very delighted to share with you all that this wonderful poem of mine has been featured in Ministry of Poetic Affairs website! This would be my third time being featured by them.

Ministry of Poetic Affairs is an online poetry magazine and they offer an independent platform to promote writers and poets to share their work. They feature some of the most amazing writers and poets/ poetesses on their website (myself included :p) I love how they would notice your work and approach you to promote it and they would usually interview you on what inspires you to write them. To know more about them you can find them here: Ministry of Poetic Affairs.

They interviewed me what inspired this piece. you can find it here: Shadows of the Night by Little Miss S. They have edited my piece and incorporate it with their image.

I am very happy that I have been recognised for my work, my art. This gives me the courage to write more and to create more poems. I have always been in touch with my surroundings, I immersed myself and feel connected through the things I see, feel, smell, hear and taste. And I would write about these experiences.

I am ecstatic to work on something now!

“The hustle and bustle of the day fades away,
Replace the peaceful
shadows of the night,
Worries of the day gone,
compensate by the tranquillity
the night is ushered in,
such peace the darkness brings
it elicits the most creative
to come out and play.

-Little Miss S ”

If you like to do some collaboration work with me on any type of poem, please let me know. I would be more than happy to collab! Or if you like for me to write a poem for you to dedicate to your loved ones, reach out to me and I would love to help you out!

Thank you all for the love and support!

XX

Hashimah Writes

Why do I write?

Why do I write?

As I am penning down my thoughts,

I let myself go,

Drowning in my own reverie of words,

I let my soul guide the way through,

Writing down the unfulfilled fantasies,

The broken dreams, the secret hopes and longing,

Ah I let my soul show you pieces of me,

Telling you a story that was never told,

Writing down the unspoken words,

Writing gives me freedom,

It felt like my soul has been trapped inside for far too long,

Unbound myself from my own purgatory,

Slowly I feel a little bit alive,

It gives me courage, strength and above all it saves me from myself,

This is why I write.