zehra

to carry such a fragile heart

with such shaky hands

that can barely hold these emotions

too heavy for me to keep to myself

it seems i push people away

with too much honesty

too raw to stomach

but i can hardly keep it down

it spews out of me

in these words

as this is my great escape

i just wish that it wasn’t so much

so overwhelming

consuming this shapeless form

that i call my mind

A person turns 30 and is called "old."

Another dies at 30 and is called "young."

This is the dunya — full of noise, contradiction, and fleeting opinions.But you? You weren’t created to chase timelines or please people. You were created for something greater — the akhirah. Run your race, not theirs. Because no matter what you do, people will measure you through the lens of their own fears and limits.

But Allah sees your heart, your tears, your efforts — and He judges with mercy and wisdom. Their definition of "too late" means nothing to the One who created time.

You are not behind. You are not ahead.