True, I did not believe in marriage
Til' in your eyes I saw a glimpse
Of dawn, of sky, of perfect Jannah
Of all, unknowingly, I'd missed
That's when I knew I could be quiet
That I could grasp to wait my que
That I could learn to be your shadow
If it meant being next to you
Aisha. B
YOU ARE READING
By the Fig and the Olive
PoetryThis is a collection of original Islamic poetry, but more so, an inside-look on how it feels to be a muslimah in a world hell-bent on making you like everybody else. This book is not intended to offend anyone, it is a simple collection of my experie...