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Tag: human connection

  • Survival

    In the world where people look for love and wander for happiness,

    For some people survival is what they can ask for the best.

    Where thoughts are suicidal

    And expectations are ready to grab your neck,

    Where no one believes in Bible, devil is not their rival and it’s easy to sit back and regret,

    Survival seems like a mission difficult to conquest.

    Walking up every morning and knowing all you can do is null,

    When your skull hurts, your will is shattered and your thoughts are mostly dull…

    All i can say is don’t feel miserable,

    I know miracles feel impossible

    And all the dreams unattainable,

    But trust me when I say, after the darkest nights, the mornings are beautiful than ever.

    Who told you the journey from catterpillar to butterfly is comfortable?

    Even if you can’t break mountains and do everything that’s nice,

    You always fall before you rise,

    Said a man so wise.

    So hope for the best and continue to fight your battles,

    Because sometimes just to breathe and survive is all that matters.

    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Cup of Tea

    Come, share a cup of tea with me
    And tell me about, how terrible tea I make.
    Tell me about how your day went
    Talk to me about all you love and all you hate
    Let’s share some smiles for all it takes
    Just a person you listen what you have to say.
    – ©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Set Them Free

    The more you cage them,
    The more they struggle to fly.
    Force your will on them,
    And they will be bound to lie.
    Love isn’t a chain, made to tie people around
    It’s a silk thread, mend to attach your heart to the ground.
    Set them free, let them explore their destiny,
    They will find their way back if they were meant to be.
    If they’re yours that you believe,
    Set them off and they will never leave.
    And anyhow if they didn’t find their way back,
    Then they just weren’t meant to be.
    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Letter to Father

    Dear Father,

    I am your daughter,
    I don’t look like you much
    But I love you too much.
    I am wordless to tell you how I feel,
    After all it’s a real world and not reel.
    All I can say is, you made me a fighter,
    Taught me that behind the clouds, the sun is always brighter,
    From crawling to walking to running to dancing
    You helped me grow and become wiser
    I was nice but you made me nice-er.
    Instead of becoming my hero you taught me to be one for myself,
    I am Your daughter and I am too blessed.
    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Too Late To Escape

    I am a magic, you can’t hold
    I am a story, you have been told
    I am an imagination, you want to believe
    I am a nightmare, you willing want to live
    I am a dance, you’ll do till your feet freeze
    I am a cold autumn breeze
    I am the sun , that will burn your skin
    I am one-of-kind ,is what I have always been listening
    I am what you’ll love and I am all you’ll hate
    I am what you’ll carve and can be used as a bait
    Be wise before you enter the gate
    Because once you enter, it will be too late to escape.
    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Why is Racism even a Thing?

    ©Kulsoom Abid

    I was into my routine “late-night-overthinking” when I realized that sometimes I don’t understand why “Racism” is even a thing?


    I mean it’s like saying white flowers are beautiful because they are white and purple or blue ones are ugly because they are purple or blue.


    At the end of the day, they all are flowers. They all are beautiful.
    Imagine if the World had only white or yellow flowers… Now imagine the world with only red or purple or blue flowers…?
    There will be no variety in gardens and bouquets, everything will look the same.

    Let’s look at it in this way.

    When we make a painting, we colour it the way we want to, we use the colours we think will look good on the object and we go deep down into our creativity and imagination to come up with what we desire for. And when we are done, we don’t care what others think, we love our painting because it is ours it is purely our creativity.

    Now, think of us (the people in the world) as paintings and think of God as an artist. He painted us this way, he painted the flowers this way because he wanted to. It’s his creativity and he loves us he is proud of us for the way we are. In the same way, we would have been of something we created.

    Purple and white flowers look more beautiful together than separately, whether in the Garden (normal life, local places and society) or in the Bouquet (high ranking jobs, prestigious sectors and in the decision making bodies). Understand that. Because we won’t like the future generations to think we were stupid to not understand such simple things, because the world will always be a colourful place, whether you like it or not because the Creator likes it this way.

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