Personal thoughts on breaking the routine of life.

Poem.

Abortion is murder and our women are generally, the most affected. There are cases that abortion is the only solution. Debates between morality, health and political issues rave on. But we may wonder if the unborn has something to say about it.

Stripped, Strapped and Slapped!

Treading heavily through the moon-lit fields, the air became colder with each step. Winter was coming.
No – winter had already arrived. The fires behind me were slowly dying down, and small flakes started blanketing the valley…

Poem.

The story of a man who, as a result of an unforgettable act of terror, can feel no pain, and of his quest for redemption, justice, and truth.

An angry free verse poem. At the time of it’s creation, it was meant for more of a direct statement against someone but now it is simply a poem.

When I walk along the way
The people just stare at me in dismay

They think that I’m forced to wear that “thing”
But actually I wear it for Allah, The King.

Just letting my style run.