Born to fight

you cry and scream like a child when your heart takes the blade of betrayal, longing for a hold of love to mend the broken pieces, your eyes wonder for the answers but the world is full of unexplained chaos, even a touch of empathy does not warm the frozen heart, but you just breathe my little angel, because in this uncertain, unexpected, unfair world, you are born to be a mighty child of God who is armed with the pain of the world as a weapon to destroy the devils that come back at you a second, third or fourth time, on your own, with a heart that has melted overtime with wisdom and maturity, because my little angel, you are your own hero in this chaotic world.

Parveen Maghera


Hope For You

The exhaustion
Is leaving me gasping for air
Each time I leave
Your perimeters
But I’m drawn back to you
On a thin strand of hope
Because I see positivity
Beneath your pessimism
But there will be a time
When you will be left alone
And your anger escapes
Only to hit the walls
And come back at you
Only then will you realise
You forgot
That we were humans too

– Parveen Maghera