Beneath The Scars

A poem

I tried to name the nameless
Tried to give meaning 

Though the meaning it 
form is beyond my hand.

I could have spoken any word but, 
see what I've left unsaid 
And I remain in that silence.


If I believe in "myself"
I could choose any path 
Any path is mine to take 
But it is a betrayer 
A guide to my own devastation.


Because, I believe in only him 
And In his guidance
See, what road I'm on instead
Though struggling to treasure it.


A path of lanterns, each
lantern glowing softly,
for the one who perceives,
Illuminating the path of healing.


For the scars,
I can't conceal—
For the one who heals 
can see beneath
my open wounds 


like blood
in my viens,
closed, but 
flowing openly.


If I have to choose?
For my heart,
I will choose to weep,
Not only for my happiness, but
for another’s pain.


Through that, atleast 
I will learn empathy 
Rather than seeking it 
only for myself. 
I will learn to extend my 
hand to others.


Perhaps,
A Meaning will form
A name to the nameless 
true meaning to happiness.
Which will glow bright when
we share together, 
our lanterns,  
in his eternal light.

Pov: This poem is very dear to my heart, each line has a deep meaning for me. Maybe because a realisation came with it, how much my writing has changed over time, as a means for me to converse with myself. But also, as I read it, I find that how it beautifully expresses a sense of togetherness in it.

I don’t share any background stories for my poems, allowing them to stand on their own so that every reader can discover their own meaning. I hope this poem brings you joy, even if it offers just a glimpse of reflection in your own journey. That means alot!

Thank you for taking the time to read my words.

May Allah Subhan wa talla guide you to the right path and fill your days with light and purpose. May he protect and preserve each one of you.

Aameen!

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