Gazawritesback Stories

Let me speak for all of the people in the Middle East who want their voices to be heard. Let me tell you just how hard is. Let me shape how life threatening it can become. Let me explain to you what the media doesn't want you to know. Let me show you the Middle East from another perspective...my perspective. This is a collection of poems about the Arab Spring, the conflicts being faced there, the present-day civil war, and how misunderstood Muslims and Arabs are. ------ Story cover courtesy of @XCrocusX. Thank you. ----- #322 in Poetry and #41 in Crime. Thank you so much. I sincerely appreciate it.

Their past is a chronicle of heart wrenching stories of pain, torture, abuse and oppression- each story darker and unbearably painful than the other. Despite the scars and marred souls, they were happy and content with their life until Wardah is almost killed by Shehzad in an attempt to end his own life. Amidst series of slanders, scandals and shocking revelations, where every incident is destined to keep them apart; they fall in love. Will they succumb to the situations and walk away or will they fight together this time, to complete their remaining story?

A poem about Palestine. Never forget the Ummah in your prayers!

1st place in the #gazawritesback competition. A young boy. From Gaza. Missing things that are needed, and yet you can't say anything, they're choking you though not in a direct way, your sitting on the ground, with your ripped pants and shirt, but it's not because it's the new fashion no its something entirely different, it's because of them, they stopped all the suppliers from helping you out, they took control over water and food, over electricity and other important things. All of that was a reason of why people died and passed away. But I didn't say it was the only reason... Copyright © 2017. All rights reserved.

{A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY} Saleena is a world famous singer, hating the glitter and the gold but remaining number one in the charts in sheer desperation. She will do anything to protect her dark secrets from the public eye, crying every night at the monsters she sees in her sleep. Becky is torn between her mother's commands and her own curiosity. Her naked body is flaunted in every corner but she dreams of a purity she'll never attain. Hidden in the darkness one night, she finally gives into her own beliefs for a change. Layla is a teenage warrior; battling the evil lurking in her blood. Downing pain relief, she goes about her day-to-day life with as little complaints as possible, counting every second as victory. She's terrified for her end but has all the faith in the world for what she can't see. Asiya is a single mother, slaving through three part time jobs after being thrown out by her abusive husband for her sexuality. Bills pile up and rent is due but nothing can drown out the satisfaction of hearing her little girl laugh for the very first time. These four girls have absolutely nothing in common. But a chance meeting, some red velvet cupcakes and a prayer binds them together forever.

"My sisters are being raped in Palestine! Innocent virgins are being raped in Palestine! Let say, it was your mother, sister, cousin, girlfriend, best friend or your favourite teachers? Now let's imagine that was YOU! Would you only care then? Now what if your sisters, best friends, cousins, brothers or teachers were murdered or bombed right in front of your eyes!How would you feel? You haven't stored a weapon in your house or anything but these people call you terrorists? These people killed your family? These people say they defending themselves? The world is more worried about the Fifa world cup? How would you feel?"

This is simply the WhatsApp exchange between two girls, living in two different countries, talking about the situation in Palestine. All rights reserved, 2016

ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴘᴏᴇᴍs ᴀs ᴘᴇʀᴇɴɴɪᴀʟ ʀᴇғʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ Storms are temporary. They come and go, but when they hit us, we may not be prepared. These poems may seem bleak and dark at first but as you read along, you'll realise that all we have to do to get over such hurdles in our lives is just to embrace the storm. I hope you find you find meaning in these poems just as I have and I wish all of you every happiness. -'AMN **ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇs 'ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʟᴇsᴛɪɴᴇ sᴜɴʙɪʀᴅ', ᴀ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴘᴏᴇᴍ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪsʀᴀᴇʟ-ᴘᴀʟᴇsᴛɪɴᴇ ᴄᴏɴғʟɪᴄᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴢᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ. © apostropheA (2014)

Two weeks. Four students. Number one: Aarifah, with her endless struggles of maintaining a balance between her worldly and religious beliefs. Number two: Walid, with his un-ignorable past actions, and the consequences of these actions that haunt him to this day. Number three: Lexie, a girl who no matter how hard she tries could not get her heart to start beating for her rather than the boy who crushed it under his foot without giving it a second thought. Number four: Neno, the guy who has everything he wants, but not everything he needs. In these two weeks, their lives will be intertwined, their facades will be blown away, and their faith in themselves, that was buried in the confines of their hearts will resurface in the form of shores in their eyes. But one thing awaited all of them in the end, and that was; redemption.

This very short poem is written for those who have lost and suffered through their lives and is just a reminder that their are people out there fighting til the very end in the holy grounds of Palestine as well as the many other Arab countries accompanying this horrific crisis. And remember Allah tests the ones whom he loves the most with the most severe of events. I think these sacrifices they direct to Allah alone deserve much more luxury than all of ours combined.

Assalamoalaikum everyone! This is just a collection of random quotes, poems and articles regarding peace for Muslims. They may be my own or quoted. If they are quoted then I'll write the name of the person they belong to at the end. And yeah I suck at writing intros.

Mashal Naeem thought she knew exactly who she was until she was rescued by her neighbour, flown on a private plane and driven on a talking car, kidnapped by terrorists and learned to fight. All because of being the daughter of Naeem Ansar, the founder of Alnihayya. Where freedom is precious than blood.

Assalamu Alaikum my dear sisters! Welcome to this mini-guide for muslimahs where you'll find: reminders, quotes, fun facts, anasheed, qur'an recitations, iman boosters, halal jokes and dua'a. The main goal here is to enjoy ourselves while learning more about the beauty of Islam Insha'Allah. Beautiful cover by @misshijabi3 ONE Strong Ummah has reached #232 in Spiritual on May 8 and #198 on May 11, 2016! الحمد لله:)

A girl named Asil, suffers from grief when her brother Aqil is killed. After trying to find her inner peace, she loses family and even more. Read to find if she survives.

Zainab bint Farouq Thirteen years ago, a girl with fire in her eyes and love in her heart escaped the clutches of war. Thirteen years later, she brings war. *** Asad ibn Malik It takes him ten years to learn of the Great Betrayal. Ten years of blindness reduced his kingdom to rubble. Ten years later, he swears to make up for it. *** For from the ashes of ordeals, is glory forged

Yesterday, 15th March, marked the 3rd year of the Syrian revolution. We've all read the news, seen the statistics, but it's robbed us of the human factor. Those are innocent people, children and families that are torn apart, destroyed and wrecked. We need to open up our eyes to reality. Honestly, if you even caught a glimpse of what's really going on, you wouldn't sit tight. Not meant to be offensive; this is me doing my part in raising awareness. And do your part; prayers and whatever you can give. Its not only Syria, its Gaza and West Bank and Waziristan and so many more places. Spread the word. Stand up. For humanity {Do not have to be Arab or Muslim or Middle-Eastern to read this. For all} A short story- collection, on something that's very close to my heart. [Spiritual #512]

I'll update here daily on the latest news from Gaza and Palestine #freegaza #freepalestine

A collection of stories right from my heart. I may not have experienced all of them, but I have lived them in my mind for a long time before writing them down.