From Hanya - April 2017

Just hold 

her hand

and walk

with her

and promise her

you will

never leave

~Hanya~

Forgiveness

You asked me for forgiveness 

Take it

It is all that I have left for you

Nothing more

Nothing less

Given freely to you

not for you

but for me

Enjoy this forgiveness 

for it will give you what you want

I let go 

well and truly

you are a door that has now been sealed 

the keys to this door have been thrown into the seven heavens

so search if you wish

I will not be found

not now

not ever

-Hanya-

GAZA - 5 Mile Winter Walk

I would like to thank all the lovely people who were very generous with their donations sponsoring me in aid of the Gaza Winter Walk. it was an experience contending with the cold British weather on an early Sunday morning, however overall a fun day with lots of excited and enthusiastic walkers!

With all your help I raised £533.00 which contributed towards the overall £233,021.91 raised by the #winterwalk volunteers and fundraisers

This was a 5 mile walk to support expectant mothers and new-borns in Gaza

#muslimhands
#winterwalk
#gaza

You have made me bloom with love and realise the goodness that we all carry within our hearts can be put to use no matter what the circumstances are. You have made me believe in myself and in a love so true. Like a butterfly I  feel that i have emerged from a grim cocoon that had enveloped me in darkness and you have set me free enabling me to fly and find my fate
~Hanya~

My Love

The love of my life will be one that will remind me that love is soft.

He will taste of the poetry I write and love me like no other

He will stroke the pain away and tend to the scars you left.

He will savour my life like it is his own and make me his to keep.

This is what love is, not what I had but what I have.

~Hanya~ 

I love you more than anyone else in the world.

With that said,

I’m a little beat up,

a little worn out

and a little exhausted.

I’m feeling all of those regularly.

But I keep on trucking forward for us.

It’s short and temporary…….and I’ll beat it.

Love you baby!

I love you like I have never loved before.

With that said,

I will renew your body

Refresh your mind,

And ease the pains away

Each minute to pass will be saturated with Love

And I will persevere with all my might

Together we will beat it.

Love you too babe!  

~Hanya~

Part Six

'His wisdom astounds me and I run into his arms every day, praying his embrace will last forever'

~Hanya~

Part Five

'His words began healing me, his voice caressed my inner self, he knew how, he knew when'

~Hanya~

Part Four

'Opening my heart came easy, guarding my emotions was hard'

~Hanya~

Part Three

'The declaration of love startled me, it instantly erected a fear of loss, promises were made – Love was not lost

~Hanya~

Part Two

'Lost for words I spoke with my heart, he heard my silence, he listened to my heart'  ~Hanya~

Part One

 ‘Already he had enveloped me in his love, in silence he had captured me’

~Hanya~

It broke hard

You gave my heart it's ache,
You wrenched it open.
Justifying your strikes,
You cared nothing for the agony.

You consoled yourself,
believing your lies.
Surrendering to the fabrications
that your tongue fed your ears

You made visible your pain,
Yet buried me deep in mine.
I sought out souls to comfort me
But they too were your listeners

They trampled upon the remnants of my heart
They gloried on the feast of pain

This heart abandoned and lost
Wept for itself.
It had known nothing else. 
You, Your soul, Your heart relinquished its pain
You broke it.

You will always be the soul that broke my heart.

~Hanya~

Self-Esteem

SELF-ESTEEM

- In Sociology and Psychology, self-esteem reflects a person's overall subjective emotional evaluation of his or her own worth. It is a judgement of oneself as well as an attitude toward the self.

I ask myself
what is my worth?
am I something?
or am I nothing?
i ask myself
what was my worth?

With him
I fought for it
with him
I craved it
with him
I lost it

I was wrong
My self esteem had nothing to do with him
it is how I see myself
not how he did
my self -esteem is mine to control
it is for me
it was never for him to rule

braking out
killed the misconceptions
that dwelled for so long
it threw me out
the burden on my shoulders
it made me well again

~Hanya~

Me

A reintroduction to my readers with a current face to go along with my writing. I am still the same Hanya and at the ripe age of 41 going on 21 I would like to say thank you for visiting my blog and please feel free to comment or send me an email on hanyahussain@gmail.com

Much Love

Hanya 

Together

Coming together is a Beginning.

Keeping together is progress.

Working together is success.

Henry Ford

We have come together

We shall keep together

We shall work together

Hanya Hussain

Like

like the shadow you are part of me

like the beating of my heart you pulsate in me

like the gravity beneath me you ground me

like the air around me you have given life to me

you make me smile

you make me laugh

you make me cry

you make me feel

you make me happy

I love you 

~Hanya~

Love

Love is like a lump of gold,

Hard to get, and hard to hold.

Of all the girls I've met,

You're the one I can't forget,

I do believe that God above,

Created you for me to love

He chose you from all the rest,

Because he knew I would love you best.

- Loy Bowman

The bowed Heart

I sat here some time ago and evaluated all that had swept across me

looking out across to an infinite space of time

a beauty adorned with shades of mesmerising colours

I struck my head and felt the ache echo through to my heart

But it did not skip a beat

bowed down in pain it refused to take anymore

I recall the bleep and then silence

then a view

a response

then silence

It was silent except for the beating of the bowed heart

It beat a bit faster as it realised that someone had arrived

A blessing stroking the pain away softly

reminding it of its existence

telling it not all is lost

that this is meant to be

I sat there some time ago and found myself.

I sat there some time ago and let him find me and my bowed heart.

~Hanya~

The Rose

When the rose is gone and the garden faded

you will no longer hear the nightingale's song.

The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil. 

The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing.

If love withholds its strengthening care,

the lover is left like a bird without care,

the lover is left like a bird without wings.

How will I be awake and aware

if the light of the Beloved is absent?

Love wills that this Word be brought forth. 

~ Rumi ~