The Girl Who Hates Unfairness

Hey reader I am back with another poem for you. I hope it resonates with you in some way or the other. Cheers 🥂

She’s not a saint.

She’s not some savior cloaked in glory.

She’s a girl—raw, bleeding, tired—

but relentless.

Life broke its promises early.

It handed out abundance to the loud,

the cruel, the stars-aligned,

while the soft-spoken were left with nothing,

hands empty, hearts full of questions.

She noticed.

And noticing became her curse.

Whenever she saw someone rejected,

someone folded into the margins of existence,

she couldn’t stop herself.

She gave them her time, her respect,

sometimes her heart,

always her peace.

She didn’t love them.

She didn’t dream of forever.

She just wanted to smooth the edges

of their jagged lives,

to make them feel seen

for once.

It didn’t matter if it wrecked her.

It didn’t matter if she lost herself,

which she always did.

She hated the abnormalities,

the way the world chose its favorites

and left the rest to rot.

She hated it so much,

she made it her mission to fix the unfixable,

to glue the shattered pieces of other people,

even as her own cracks deepened.

Now she drifts,

a speck in the middle of a vast ocean,

untethered,

asking the only question that matters:

Who will save her?

Let me know how can we save such people. Share your thoughts in the comments section below 👇

What’s Your Pattern?

 

Hey reader! Welcome back to Versebound . I am busy these days in preparing for my entrance examination, so I won't be able to write book reviews for a while. But don't you worry, I have got you. I will keep you entertained with my poetry pieces. 

Let’s play a game:

Close your eyes.

Think of the last time life knocked you down.

Now think of the time before that.

And before that.

See it?

That thread, looping, stitching, binding.

That’s your pattern.

Mine?

Mine is delayed happiness—

A bad joke with no punchline.

First, rejection slices me open,

bleeds me dry.

Then success waltzes in,

fashionably late,

dragging its feet,

apologizing as if I should forgive it

for arriving in pieces.

Does that sound familiar?

Do you feel it too?

The déjà vu of pain,

The clockwork of disappointment,

Like the universe wrote a script

And forgot to edit.

Tell me—

What’s your pattern?

Is it heartbreak on repeat?

Or shadows that follow you into new rooms,

wearing old faces?

And what do we do with this?

These maddening cycles,

these spirals that don’t spiral out,

but back in,

again

and again

and again.

Do we fight it?

Do we break it?

Or do we wear it,

like a second skin,

until we forget it’s even there?

Or maybe—

we take a needle.

Unpick the threads.

Undo the seams.

Watch the fabric fall apart

and weave something new.

But tell me,

and be honest—

Do you really believe we can?

Let me know in the comments section what do you think of it.

Solitude in Green and Red

Hey reader! Thank you for all your love and support on my previous posts. I am here with a new piece for you. This one's especially close to my heart. I am not just giving you a poem here, I am giving you a piece of me.

In the green stillness of my walls,

where red wallpaper shields

the creeping whispers of mold,

I sit, feet cocooned, unseen,

beneath a quilted veil of silence.

Paintings bloom and brood around me—

a bird in flight, fragile with hope,

a rose, blood-rich in petaled joy.

And there, an eagle sharp in shadow,

a woman drowning in her own tears.

Art that breathes, yet remains unsold,

its worth eclipsed by empty echoes

of contact lists I never owned.

God, why did you fold the world away

and leave me

to press my fingers into the void?

But—ah, the quiet revelation:

no daughter tethered to her father’s name,

no wife stitched to a husband's fame.

I am just myself:

a girl who paints her dreams alive,

who carves henna rivers on skin,

whose hair cascades like dark silk,

whose cheeks bloom like spring,

whose smile bends light into meaning.

Loneliness has edges,

but also wings.

It has taught me

to wear my name alone,

not borrowed or inherited,

but painted,

bold,

on the canvas of my own becoming.

Let me know how you find it in the comments section below.

Hollow Years

 

Hey reader! I am back with a new piece of writing for you. Honestly, I don't even know if anyone reads my works at all. But I feel like I am born for this; for writing, sharing what's inside. So I am sharing this piece with hope that some day someone will read, and understand. Cheers🥂

Everyone tied knots early—

threaded gold into their futures,

spun cradles from whispers of love.

She watched from the edges,

her hands empty,

palms worn smooth

from grasping at air.

She tried—

not once, not twice,

but five times—

each story collapsing

like paper boats in a storm.

Still, she built her prayers,

stacked them like bricks,

only to see them crumble,

dust slipping through her fingers.

Now, 27 feels like 57.

Her friends hold babies—

soft, warm lives wrapped in purpose.

Her room holds silence—

sharp, cold,

biting her ankles like winter frost.

She sits alone,

the walls pressing closer,

a pen the only witness

to her unraveling.

Books pile up like barricades—

not to protect, but to contain.

Faith—once a flame,

now a flicker,

a matchstick soaked in rain.

The stars don’t answer,

they just blink,

like spectators to her quiet collapse.

No career, no partner, no foothold.

Just the hum of her pulse

and the echo of unanswered questions:

Why not me?

Why never me?

But still, she writes.

Words sharp as glass,

carving meaning from the void.

Perhaps the world doesn’t need her yet,

or maybe she’s more

than hands longing to hold.

Still, she breathes,

though the air is thin,

though the years feel stolen.

She breathes,

because somewhere, deep within,

there’s a spark too stubborn to die.

Humanity Fails in Gaza: A Call to End the Genocide and Protect Innocence

On November 20, 2024, the world witnesses an unthinkable tragedy in Gaza—a land where children’s laughter is silenced, and innocent lives are crushed under the weight of conflict. As an ordinary citizen of India, I pen this blog with a heavy heart, feeling powerless yet compelled to speak out for my brothers and sisters in Palestine. The ongoing genocide is a collective failure of humanity, and it is time for the world to wake up and take action.

The Cost of Conflict: Innocence Lost

War is never justifiable when its victims are the most vulnerable—children, women, and civilians who have no role in political scheming or territorial disputes. Imagine a newborn baby, unaware of the world’s complexities, losing its chance to experience life. Imagine a child’s fragile body trembling in fear, hungry, thirsty, and robbed of safety. These innocent souls bear the consequences of a conflict they neither caused nor understand.

How can humanity stand by while the innocent pay the price of geopolitical games? No political tension, no historical grievance, no territorial rift can ever justify the murder, rape, or starvation of the innocent.

A Gut-Wrenching Hypocrisy

Even more chilling is the sight of soldiers posing victoriously while wearing the clothes of the murdered, a macabre mockery of human suffering. How does one reconcile with this? I, like many others, struggle to understand. If I, an ordinary individual, feel deep remorse for so much as raising my voice in anger, how do people justify acts of violence on such a grotesque scale?

This is a question that challenges the very fabric of our humanity. Are we so desensitized by power, politics, and propaganda that we fail to see the lives we are destroying?

Why Is the World Silent?

As Gaza bleeds, the global silence is deafening. Governments, including mine, have refrained from taking a firm stand. The world’s most powerful nations, which have the ability to influence change, remain passive or complicit. Meanwhile, ordinary citizens like me share posts on social media, feeling the inadequacy of our efforts.

But words are not enough. Action is needed—urgent, collective, and resolute. Leaders must rise to their responsibility. Global organizations tasked with safeguarding human rights must step up. Sanctions, peace talks, humanitarian aid—whatever it takes to protect those who cannot protect themselves—must be implemented now.

A Plea for Humanity

To anyone in a position of power reading this: Do something. Speak up. Take action. The world cannot afford another day of inaction. Each passing moment costs more lives, deepens trauma, and leaves lasting scars on the collective conscience of humanity.

And to my brothers and sisters in Palestine: I am sorry. The world has failed you. Humanity has failed you. Your suffering is a reminder of how far we are from achieving peace and justice. But please know this—your pain is not unnoticed. Millions of us around the world carry your grief in our hearts, even if we feel powerless to ease it.

A Hope for Peace

Let this be a call for introspection, not just for nations but for individuals. Can we not envision a world where peace prevails over conflict? Where leaders sit at the table to negotiate rather than wage war? Where the laughter of children drowns out the sounds of missiles?

If the world could unite against injustice, if we could prioritize humanity over power, perhaps such a vision could become a reality. Until then, we must keep speaking, sharing, and pushing for change, no matter how small our voices feel.

Final Words

As an ordinary citizen, I may not have the power to change policies or stop wars, but I have the power to care. And so do you. Let us not underestimate the collective strength of our voices. Together, we can demand an end to the genocide in Gaza and advocate for a peaceful resolution.

To the world leaders who can act: Please, for the sake of humanity, do not let this genocide continue.

This blog is not just a piece of writing—it is a cry for action, a plea for peace. Share this with anyone who can amplify this message. Let use our voices to stand up for those who cannot.

How To Become A Happy Person

Are you tired of the constant need to feel superior, perfect, and special? Let’s get real for a second—none of these ego-fueled standards are doing you any good. In fact, these self-imposed standards—whether it’s being beautiful, always acing your studies, or having the "perfect" relationship—are just weighing you down. It’s time to kick the ego out of the picture and start living life as an ordinary human. So, here’s a no-nonsense guide on how to shed those toxic traits and find some real peace.

1. Ditch Those Beauty Standards

You’ve heard it everywhere: to be "superior," you need a perfect nose, flawless hair, and eyes that sparkle like diamonds. But who decided this? Not you. If you keep defining your worth based on these ridiculous standards, you’re setting yourself up for a life of disappointment and unnecessary self-criticism. It’s time to redefine beauty as confidence and self-acceptance, not some plastic idea of perfection. So, let that go. You'll thank yourself later.

2. Top Grades Aren’t the Only Measure of Success

So, maybe you’re a student and you feel like anything less than being a "topper" is a failure. But the truth is, there’s nothing wrong with being an average student. Your self-worth isn’t tied to being the best at everything. Success is personal, and everyone’s path looks different. Embrace your own journey, whether that means scoring high, average, or just finding what makes you happy.

3. Forget the ‘Perfect’ Relationship Fantasy

If you’re in a relationship, you might have been sold this story that it’s only good if it’s filled with constant praise, gifts, and surprises. But real relationships aren’t about showing off. They’re about understanding, support, and being with someone who sees you for who you are, not for some fairy tale ideal. Drop the fantasy, and start appreciating the realness of an imperfect, genuine partnership.

4. Your Ego Is Blocking You from Growth

Here’s the hard truth: if you’ve convinced yourself that you’re somehow above others, you’re holding yourself back. Your ego makes you value your own perspective more than anyone else’s, giving their opinions a measly 20% of your attention while you soak up the other 80%. But what good does that do? Try really listening—no ego involved. You might just learn something.

5. What Does It Mean to Be ‘Normal’?

Let’s redefine "normal" together. A normal human isn’t perfect. They fail, they get criticized, and they aren’t always the best at everything. And you know what? They still shine in their own unique way. There will always be someone who’s better at something than you, but that doesn’t mean you’re any less valuable. Perfection is a myth—embrace your flaws, failures, and the beauty of just being human.

If You’re Struggling, Focus on Building Yourself

When life feels impossible, or if you’re dealing with toxic relationships, mental health issues, or just a lack of direction, start by building yourself up. Take care of your physical and mental health first. This will boost your self-esteem and make you proud of yourself for being resilient, for surviving. Find things you enjoy, no matter how small or silly they might seem. Paint, clean, write, pray—whatever grounds you, make it a habit.

And remember, if you’re in a place where anxiety or panic attacks take over, get professional help. Therapy and the right support can make all the difference. No shame in that—getting help is an act of strength, not weakness.

Find Power in Prayer or Positive Mantras

If you’re a believer, keep reciting prayers—they’re powerful anchors. If not, find a mantra that gives you strength, like "life’s going to be okay." Repeat it until you feel it deep down. Positive reinforcement isn’t magic, but it’s a powerful way to help yourself when things feel chaotic.

Final Thought: Only You Can Save Yourself

Here’s the bottom line: no one else can do the hard work for you. Only you can let go of the ego, reset your mind, and choose to live a life that’s free from these toxic expectations. Save yourself, because you’re worth it.

What Is Your Place in This World?

In today’s fast-paced world, it’s easy to feel lost, to wonder, “What is my place in this world?” This question haunts many of us, especially when life throws unexpected challenges or when we can’t see our own value. But the truth is, every one of us holds a unique place on this Earth, a space that no one else can fill. Allah reminds us of this profound truth in the Quran, asking: “Do you think We have created you purposelessly?” This rhetorical question isn’t meant to cast doubt, but rather to affirm that every human life has a purpose. Our existence is deliberate; we are each part of a larger, divine plan.

Your Existence Has a Purpose

From the very start, it’s essential to understand that we aren’t here by accident. We weren’t created to wander through life aimlessly. Allah’s words assure us that we have a purpose and that our lives are valuable. If you’re feeling adrift, hang on to this thread of hope. Remember that you have been placed here for a reason. You may not see it now, but in time, you’ll discover the role only you can play.

Learning from the Lives of Others

History gives us countless examples of people who didn’t see their worth immediately. Take Thomas Edison, for instance. Known for inventing the light bulb, Edison failed thousands of times before he succeeded. Imagine if he had given up! He may have felt lost or even useless at times, but he pressed on, finding his unique purpose after a long period of struggle. His life teaches us that our “place in this world” might not be obvious right away, but persistence brings purpose to light.

Take Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him), who received his first revelation at the age of 40. For years, he lived a humble life in Mecca as a merchant, known for his honesty and kindness. But it wasn’t until later in life that he was called to his true purpose, to deliver Allah's message as His final Prophet. The fact that he received his mission at 40 emphasizes that purpose isn’t always immediate; sometimes, it comes after years of preparation and personal growth. His story encourages us to remain patient and trust that our own purpose will reveal itself in time.

Another example is Abraham Lincoln, who faced repeated failures in his early political career. He lost multiple elections and dealt with deep personal struggles. But his journey was a testament to resilience. His purpose was revealed in due time as he went on to become one of the most respected leaders in history, guiding America through its most turbulent era. Lincoln’s story is a reminder that our setbacks can lead us to our true calling.

These examples remind us that setbacks and waiting periods are part of the journey. Our “place in this world” may come into focus slowly, but it’s worth the wait. Like Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) and other figures, our purpose often arrives exactly when we’re ready to fulfill it.

The Quranic Reminder: You Are Not Created Without Purpose

In the Quran, Allah directly addresses the question of purpose. His words remind us that every soul, no matter how insignificant it might feel, has a reason to be here. Allah’s message provides a reassurance to all of us feeling out of place—that our life’s value goes beyond what we can immediately see. When He asks, “Do you think We have created you purposelessly?” it is to remind us that nothing in His creation is without purpose, including us.

If we feel out of place, this reminder can anchor us in hope. Our presence has a divine purpose. Even in moments of self-doubt, we can trust that our lives are woven into a greater plan. It’s about finding faith that our purpose is real and waiting to be discovered.

How to Find Your Place in This World

It might feel overwhelming to search for our “place in this world.” Sometimes, we expect a grand, immediate revelation, but purpose often comes through small, persistent efforts. Here are a few simple steps to keep in mind:

1. Reflect on Your Strengths: Consider what you’re naturally good at. Often, our strengths are hints toward our unique role in this world.

2. Stay Patient: Just as history’s greatest figures didn’t see their success right away, we too need to remain patient. Purpose takes time to unfold.

3. Stay Connected to Faith: Remember the divine purpose that Allah has set for each of us. His words in the Quran reassure us that we are not meaningless. Staying connected to faith can remind us of our worth in moments of doubt.

4. Embrace Your Journey: Like Lincoln, Edison, or other historical figures, accept that your journey may be filled with challenges. But these obstacles often carve out the exact purpose for which you’re here.

You Are Here for a Reason

We all have moments when we wonder, “Why am I here?” or “What is my place in this world?” But take comfort in knowing that your life’s value is real. The struggles, the questions, the setbacks—all of these are stepping stones toward discovering your unique role on this Earth.

Our place in this world isn’t always immediately clear, but Allah assures us that we were not created without purpose. If you feel out of place, trust in His divine purpose and keep moving forward. We may not see the bigger picture yet, but every small step takes us closer to realizing our place. You are here for a reason, and with patience and faith, you will find it.