The Prayer.

Moments before I close my eyes I think of you,And the beautiful memories we share. I know you’ve felt like a caged bird for so long,And now that you’re flying away,I often fear that you’ll stray too far,And forget who you truly are. When tears are about to flow from my eyes,I recite a prayer…

Maybe…

To my Godmother, You’ve been gone for sixteen years already, that’s half my lifetime. Over the years I may have resented you a little for leaving too soon and missing so much of what goes on in my life. I may have blamed you for not being there because no one else understood me like…

Your Spirit

Your spirit has aimed right at my heart. It has modestly sat in silence…. Watched me quarrel with my fears… You are the only one who has seen me smile through my tears. ©ZeinaA.G

Hold My Hand

Hold my fragile hand for a little while and don’t hover over me just because I’m small. Crouch down to my level and don’t be mad if my hug pushes you to the floor it just means I love you. Hold my fragile hand and I’ll show you all the signs you ignore throughout your day….

The Drive

Even a simple drive on the seaside road with music blasting on the radio was calming. Her lips curved into a smile as tiny raindrops splattered on the windshield. It was exactly the kind of view she craved for, probably because recently her life had seemed more like a race than a calm journey. Something…

Perspective

  If your life ever feels dull and uninspiring, remember you can shift your perspective as fast as the sky changes colors during sunset. ©ZeinaA.G

Nothing​ Matters

At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter if you did all the right things with someone and they wronged you. What matters is that you stood for what you sincerely believed in. And if you’re patient through all the hurt being thrown at you; keeping your heart open would give you a peace…

Dare Yourself

Dare yourself to see their light even if it burns your eyes. Dare yourself to sway fearlessly with the wind. Dare yourself to believe that you can bend but you won’t break.  ©ZeinaA.G

If I didn’t write…

If I didn’t write, I know I’d be sitting in a corner somewhere overthinking and weighing every word that was said. I’d be distraught about each emotion that didn’t fully come out and it would forever haunt me. If I didn’t write I’d lose all the beautiful images that hardships have tried to erase. I’d…