Beneath it all

Don’t look at me for I’m ordinary. Muddy brown eyes and messy black hair- skin the colour of coffee stains.

Don’t love me. I have nothing to give. A lifeless body moving, a prisoner to my own thoughts, a hopeless soul wandering.

Don’t touch me; I’m the flame that never stops burning, the fire that destroys everything… πŸ•―


“He used to wonder how such a frail little body could house so much joy, so much goodness. It couldn’t. It spilled out of her, came pouring out her eyes.” ― Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed

Note: Hi readers. It’s been a few months since I last posted, I hope everyone is in good health and writing lovely pieces. 🌻 Thanks to everyone who kept in touch via email. Love always! -a

17 thoughts on “Beneath it all

    1. Hello! 😍 How have you been? I’ve really missed reading your posts. 😭 Got a lot of catching up to do. πŸ™ˆ Thank you for always commenting and keeping in touch. ❀

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  1. Hi Asfa, just bumped into this blog. Fortuitous timing. Do keep penning your thoughts. Much appreciated and thanks for sharing

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