Aug 17, 2020
As night turns to day these scars of ours will surely fade away like the fresh paint on a blank canvas they reshape our thoughts to believe we never had them as if we never had names before they stepped onto our lands doing to us unspeakable things we could never do to them expecting us to forgive when our throats are still in their hands. - Inaadam My smile is a blessing, that's been missing. My beauty is heavenly, like God's heavens. My heart is hurting, while the worlds turning. My soul is full of light, like the stars in the night. My eyes is full of tears, because of my fears. My pain is endless, as the world's hopeless. My skin is a conviction, as hate is a reflection. My love is like a dove, gentle and above. - Ashraaf