Once upon a time, Amina was a girl who suffered from insomnia *in case you didn’t realise, I am referring to myself* I remember laying in my bed for hours on end…begging for sleep…watching the clock tick – thankfully, that time in my life is over!!! I spent most of that time hearing EVERYTHING (I’m…
Author: Amina
Amina is a customer centric human working in the finance industry. When she's not bossing it at work, you can find her dancing, doing laps at the pool or creating amazing memories with her toddler.
Goodbye
To goodbyes and the words we sometimes never really say.
Tanka #6
The nine goddesses.
Hurt
Here’s one from my 2012 archives…
Home…
Home is where we want it to be…
For a long time…
For a long time…
Tanka #5
Sanctuary…
Haiku #10
Healing…
Haiku #9
Enjoy another poem in my Haiku series.
Love is not you…
“…Love is not sold like glittering gold…”
ameena's musings 