AaliaLiaquat's Reading List
6 stories
The speaking soul by AaliaLiaquat
AaliaLiaquat
  • WpView
    Reads 4
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
The dew in the sunshine Is the kaleidoscope of colours Your love for me is sublime A fortress in the heaven The rush in the air The blue yonder sparkles high The glitz in your eyes Makes me blush, why? I fly high to eternity High above are you and me A step to horizon With you, is so fun The wedding of the earth and sky Is so beautiful, don't you know why Cause, though they live away far They meet at the horizontal bar
My Butterfly by AaliaLiaquat
AaliaLiaquat
  • WpView
    Reads 9
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
She came to me giggling.... I was lil amused...waiting her to pause and give me a reason.. But her tee hee wouldn't stop... It was addictive.. It was spreading,affecting me.. Her long silky hair was brushing her face and her twinkling eyes were full of life. Her white frock and the greenery around looked so divinely. I didn't want to stop the melodies laugh. Peeping through her tangled hair, She broke into life size laughter. Holding my arms, she danced with happiness. I asked her, "what happened"? She whispered in my ears,"It is a yes." Before I could react, she went away hopping and jumping like a beautiful butterfly. I wish i could freeze the moment.. I could rollback time. The day my angel arrived, life became extremely beautiful. Don't know how but time flew so fast Fast as if riding a horse. How can I let you go. You are the light of my life. Your radiance will spread as the day engulfs the creepy night. Daughters are precious. Daughters are happiness.
To love or not by AaliaLiaquat
AaliaLiaquat
  • WpView
    Reads 4
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
To love or not Love has many definitions. I followed all of it step by step. But my heart was tiny enough to carry all of it. I had to leave some. Some chose to leave me. But it was always about To love or not. Carrying the sacred most I chose to leave all behind. Not sure of what the destiny had for me I kept walking slow and steady. A But it was always about. To love or not. Hoping to get the love unfulfilled Opened my arms and closed my eyes But love was just a mirage. A delusion of my eyes and soul. My perturbed heart kept asking To love or not. Blinded with pain I went to my Lord Submitted my soul, cried out my heart. Seeking God's love is soothing and Seeking creation's love is hurting Craving creation's love bleeds the heart. Loving the creator brings along the love of his creation.
Heart Speaks by AaliaLiaquat
AaliaLiaquat
  • WpView
    Reads 8
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
When I met you mother I had everything in life Yet I wanted to run away Never knew why When I met my friends My life was so fun Yet I was deeply alone Never knew why When I had a job I was independent Yet I couldn't save for me Never knew why When I had my family It completed me Yet I wasn't at peace Never knew why When I found you Allah I lost many things I had Yet I have peace in my heart Now I know why
A mother's call by AaliaLiaquat
AaliaLiaquat
  • WpView
    Reads 17
  • WpVote
    Votes 2
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
.... I couldn't hear what she just said. I said, "sorry, come again." I laughed,"I know you are joking ". She said, "Aalia, listen to me. Shocked and confused I stood up and started walking away. I ran faster ignoring the calls behind me. I know its a dream and I'm going to wake up soon. I kept running until I stumbled and fell down. I couldn't carry me anymore. As if something was ripping me apart, it was so painful. I was crying out loud, screaming. "It can't happen to me. Noooo. There must be some solution. No one can just come to me n tell I can never be a mother. Nooo, its a lie. "And there was a blackout... . While returning home, I saw a little girl sitting in a small garden, around 3 years crying. I could feel the ache of a mother, which died before taking birth, within me. I couldn't resist n went to the girl. Then I found out it was an orphanage and the girl was crying because she wanted her mother. ... .... Its the last page of my diary......
Silent Valley by AaliaLiaquat
AaliaLiaquat
  • WpView
    Reads 13
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
poetry