My Heart’s Ballad

My heart softens and I crumble,

When I see someone so humble,

I try to walk straight but stumble.

My every move is a fumble.

The sight of you just brings me down.

The hijab on your head is your crown.

In front of you I look like a clown,

While others look at you and frown.

Your modesty touches my heart,

And it shows that you’re not just some ‘tart’.

You’re a true believer, really smart,

And you’ve perfected the soul’s art.

Words in my mind are plenty to say

But in front of you I lose the way

You seem to always just smile and pray

And it’s all the same each and everyday

Wait. Did I just write these words today?!

18^th December 2003