Hira Fatima Poet Rhyme

Light

She walks in rooms where silence hides it face,
Not loud, but warm-a hush, a golden thread. 
She touches cracks that time cannot Lace,
And brings back truths that long ago were dead. 

She melts the ices that wraps around the Insides, 
And stands where fear and shadow still reside.
A flicker dressed in silver–soft she Greets,
No sword, no Storm , just bare and steady beats. 

She doesn't run, she doesn't Harbor pride–
She only stays to Tell what pain denied.

~hira~

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Janice Canerdy June 27, 2025 at 9:52 AM Hira, CONGRATS on your win. You have movingly described a person who is quietly soul-searching. That's what I THINK. :-) Janice

Crystol Woods June 26, 2025 at 6:28 PM I just realized that it is your name at the bottom of the poem... that's against the rules on PS. But since I didn't know it was your name and therefore it did not affect my judging, I'll hope this will stand. It's a lovely poem and deserves its place! :)<3 xo