Read Me 

Read me not like a book but as if you can read between my thoughts and know how I deeply feel inside.

Try to speak to me through silence in a way you can read between my lips and speak about the things I didn't have the courage to say out loud.

Try to read me in a way you've known me your whole life even though you never met me in real time.

Read me in a way that even if you realize a sudden silence or crack in my voice, you know am not fine.

it's that type of way a person can read you in a way like your souls are combined. 

Like they were the ones you were destined to find.

-Nadira Ahmed

Memories of you   




Memories of you in my head



The pain seems unbearable when you barely there.




I can’t turn the pages on this nightmare book.




Because every time I do.




The pages keep reappearing again.

Just the thought of you.




 I can’t seem to erase the memories out of my head.




I can't seem to look at your pictures anymore the way I once did.




They just don’t understand.




The pain I feel.

When you’re no longer there.




They can’t seem to understand

How I feel dead.




They can’t seem to understand why you’re no longer there.




They can’t seem to let it go.




They never understand the fact I Loved you though.




They just keep blaming on me everything that happen to you instead.




-Nadira Ahmed

Where you belong

I want to be somewhere by the ocean




but somewhere by the sea.



At the same time next to a city.




Somewhere I feel at home.




Somewhere I can write my thoughts and express my feelings.



Somewhere I mostly feel at peace.




A place that fills the empty void.



That lives within.




A place that you can call it your own.



A place that’ makes you feel at home.



-Nadira Ahmed

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Lost touch of The Creativity

She miss writing so much that  she haven’t wrote the same , 

Lost touch of the pen .

She just don’t write the way she  once did  ,

Head full of so much  thoughts .

It’s hard to explain .

Like how did the girl that once lived to write poetry , 

Can’t write a Darn thing.

Sometimes it’s harder at night 

With the thoughts caving in .

Sometimes all she  wants to do is reach for the book and the pen . 

But she finds it at times it more easier to keep it all in .

But as times go by ,she start to realize that it gets harder for her to deal with it while she bottles it all in .

She reaches for her book and starts writing .

And that’s the moment she realizes

That’s what she was missing . 

-Nadira Ahmed 

Empty void

She was in a  world where she didn’t know who she was . 

Sometimes she would love to try different stuff .

But I’n the end of the day she would always find her way to come back to her true self .

She try many things but nothing ever sparked her soul  .

A Hijabi girl living in a non Islamic world.

Who would ever thought she would throw away the scarf and put on her tight  pair of Blue jeans and  white tank  top.

She just wanted to fit in with everyone else.

Little did she know that her hijab is what kept her different from the rest .

She was living in a life where she pretend to be happy . 

Happy to be someone she wasn’t trynna be  , 

All she ever wanted to be was free .

Free from the judgment,  Free from the hurt .

The most saddest thing was she was battling with herself . 

Her inner self wasn’t happy to throw away the hijab , Something  always pulled her back .

Every time she tried going bad.

She had such a generous beautiful  soul and  that’s something she never lacked , She had a  Strong  iman and that’s  why she never lost faith in the hijab.

-Nadira Ahmed 

Solo

 

She knew who she was.

 but deep down they all didn’t know.

She didn’t want anyone to figure out her.

She was nothing like a open book .

She rather wanted to be a puzzle .

She just wanted to be free .

Free from all the Chaos in this world .

 She just wanted to feel at peace .

And that’s what she was craving for  .

She felt more happy when she was alone .

And alone just felt right to her .

She knew that true happiness comes within 

And that’s not something we rely for on others .

- Nadira Ahmed

 Distant 

You should distant your self from the negativity.

You should distant your self from the drama .

You should distant your self

From those who come with ill intentions.

And those who bring the worst out of you and never wanting to see you win.

So you can focus more on your self . And choose to live the life you Always wanted to live .

-Nadira Ahmed