Perhaps your mother is not as kind as you think she is, perhaps the sky is a little higher than you think it is, perhaps we fell apart because the nights were too dark, or perhaps I was too bright to light your soul with love.
– Rimsha Qazi
Perhaps your mother is not as kind as you think she is, perhaps the sky is a little higher than you think it is, perhaps we fell apart because the nights were too dark, or perhaps I was too bright to light your soul with love.
– Rimsha Qazi
Even people who live in slums smile with joy when they hang wind chimes on their rusted door. They call the broken house an embellished home. – Rimsha Qazi Wind…
Who should I complain to about the thorns in my soul? The world refuses to return my ornaments before the sun rises, and you refuse to speak to me when the…