I Am A Book Of Rare Entanglements!

This poem is a tale of heartbreaks, mysteries, fears and hope.

I am a book of rare and tangled thoughts,

Every page, every word, a quiet storm I’ve fought.

No one truly knows me, not even close,

In conversations with myself, I become a prose.

Neither fully revealed, nor completely concealed,

Behind each smile, a voice is sealed.

The verses I write aren’t just poetic pain,

They’re moments that built my strength again.

Life gave me names, some wounds, some pride,

I shattered, yet walked with fire inside.

In silence, I carry a thousand storms,

People say I’m just human — I’m much more in form.

Who knows how many times I’ve fallen apart,

Yet every time, I rose with a golden heart.

I’m not just a series of broken lines,

I’m a living example — in strength, I shine.

Sheikh Fiza Bareed is an aspiring writer, cricketer and an embroidery artist. She can be reached at fizabareed@gmail.com and insta : @pamposh_by_sheikh_fiza