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Writer's pictureA.N.M Shaiful Islam

Poetry 5

Updated: Feb 19

Guiding Star (To Sheikha hind bint Faisal AlQassimi)


The only star I can talk to that brings me back home; to my place, to my inner light. And it shines on me. A work of art placed in my personal sky that guides me when I feel lost, also when I feel loved. I want to gift you a piece of the light you bring to my life, even if only a little fragment of what you bring. As the world spins around, you are at the center of all things to envision the way.

I look up to you and see.

In the sky and Earth your light shines.

You are my personal angel, my guiding star.


I would choose you a million times again, in this and next lifetimes. In the dark night of the soul you appear to bring clarity. Loving and supporting me. With your big heart and beautiful art you brighten it all. Your strength and love for life are carried by my hands and words as I think of you. The more I do well, the happier you feel. That is rare: you are special.


Even if the Universe could see you break, all visible to others from you is pure light, peaceful and angelic. The world already knows about you and I am lucky to have you so close. Even with drama above and beyond me, you are the reason through which I find peace again.

Beautiful inside out: that is who you are.


Even when you put me in my place, you speak the right words and truth to my soul to soothe and renovate; healing and elevating frequency. You are real and funny at the same time. I really do feel your unconditional support. My angel, my guiding star.

A writer.

A painter.

A creative.

A fashion stylist.

A mother.

A warrior.

A hard worker.

A work of art in motion.


You are the definition of a real person to me. Someone who elevates the sky and makes planets create music again. I can feel it. You love so much and everything around you listens to your depth of feeling. You choose happiness above all else.


I am a proud little cousin next to you. You are the best cousin, mother and human being. If I ever need advise, I will run to you. If I ever need to be understood for drama, I will cry with you: always feel understood once I do. You make me rise again among stars and dream.

All my barriers are set free with your spirit.


You are free like a starry night, magical, free to not be locked in. Pure love unhindered or altered by simple sandbank. You believe in people loving, giving, running like rivers. Stagnation drains you, for you are here to be bright. To live and let live.


You remind me of the most beautiful colors; the sun and its shades as the moon becomes pearl and the highest points of the sky when everything else is absolute dark. My favorite family member, guided by Allah and guiding me back in this life. The real real realest person who deserves all respect


I love you to the stars and back.

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