mediate the chaos i feel the gale
caressing me despite all pain
its my home with everything nice
its where emotions don't ice
there i smile a bit wider
its where my voice doesn't get louder
its not a place nor any people
it's where, whom, how i get bit better
i don't have to lock back
nobody who says i lack
my home lies in peace
where my heart seems to ease
understood without voicing anything
my peace is my everything
~Nazia Zahra
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NAZIA ZAHRA (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about finding a sanctuary that isn’t tied to a place or people, but to a feeling — a state of mind where I am understood without having to explain myself. It’s about the kind of peace that doesn’t demand perfection, where silence is safe, and my heart finally breathes without fear.
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Such a place resides inside one and one carries it with them where ever they go. Like a turtle with a shell one is always at home. Nicely done
A lovely write of the inner peace and sanctuary it gives, enjoyed the read
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