I want to quit smiling,
As it weighs more,
A burden pressed heavy on my lips.
Tears comfort me,
While the smile,
Mocks with its hollow promises.
Unbearable, I lose myself in the pain,
Each attempt to smile feels like a lie,
A mask hiding wounds too deep.
Out of this misery,
I seek only mercy
From my Lord, who knows my tears.
In Him, I place my shattered soul,
For it is He who heals,
When smiles become too hard to hold.
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A Convert Muslimah's Journey in Verse
PoetryIn the quiet moments of my life, I found a call I couldn't ignore-a whisper of peace, a guidance toward something greater than myself. I embraced Islam not just as a religion, but as a way of life that touches every corner of my soul. As a convert M...
