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Sarah Aug 2018
Who am i ?
The girl who wants to ditch the scarf?
The one who lost her love for God?
The girl who once chased a dream?
Until forcefully shook awake from sleep
The girl that used to be so brave
Or the fearful coward she became?
The one who had a sparkle in her eyes
Now her eyes reflect her dull soul's cries
No dream. No hope. No love. No sparkle
Is there anything left to live for
If her life has lost all meaning
Why not she tries living no more?
P.s scarf = hijab, what muslim girls uses to cover thier hairs
This reflects a period of my life, thankfully it's over now.
Sarah Aug 2018
I'm not afraid of death
For death is just another journey
But before I die
I want to live
I want to run toward the horizon
And feel the sunrays  kissing my skin
I want to sail across the oceans
Visit places where no one has been
I want a life full of memories
Magical moments and tiny joys
challanges to overcome
And loved ones to hold close
I want many years to spend
Giving help to those in need
Seeking purpose for my existence
Before my feeble body is deceased
To admire God's creation
Before I have to say goodbye
And wear my big white wings
Soaring up toward the sky
Where God would be waiting
And the angels too
For death isnt the ending
But starting anew
Death from a different prespective

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