Zarah- A Muslim Against Time
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darkrose112
Ongoing, First published Jan 30, 2017
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A mysterious allure, 

Intoxicating scent,

It seems even gods ashamed of her descent,

Lips apposing the plumpest rose,

Hair black as night,

Smooth like woven silk,

Appealing to men's delight,

Her smile a sin,

Her beauty in demeanour,

Men trying constantly to get near her,

Approving whistles,

Brave eyes ponder,

Who is this beautiful stranger yonder?

A twist of fate, 

A hijab veiled face unfolds,

Suddenly it's as if she's none of those,

Ripped from her life,

Struggling to fight, 

Wondering if god witnesses her might, 

Is she a criminal? 

A thug? 

One to be feared,

Someone who no one should go near? 

Alas alas hurry away- she's coming close, 

Don't allow her access to clean clothes,

Alone afraid,

She sits alone,

Wondering if death or destruction will be first to consume her, 

She's brave,

A fighter,

Abandoned since forever,

Wishing for souls to not be repulsed by her essence,

Whose this girl who always cries at the end of the street, 

Who fears consume her wherever she creeps,

"She's a monster, afraid, emotionless and cold!"

No- she's just Muslim girl, 

Who has a story to be told,
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The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]

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