This peace is what I want,Like flowers resting in light.The breeze flows, the fragrance spreads,Like holding hands in a crowd,I just keep following you.
— Syeda Rabia Tahir, When The Silence Broke - Modern Poetry Book
“That perhaps all those songs, poems and stories of a bright, burning circle second to the sun, was something that couldn’t provide the same light, were false?”

“"I believe in love," even when it blinds me to reality, leaving me "caught in weakness" but unwilling to let go.”
