Sultan Of Hearts Poetry

Introduction : In a world that rushes past the quiet miracles of life, “If the Raindrops Could Pray” invites the reader to pause — to listen to the whispers of nature and remember the mercy that flows from above. Each stanza speaks not just of rain, rivers, or mountains, but of a divine rhythm — a song of creation that never ceases to praise its Lord. Through this poem, I reflect on the contrast between nature’s humble obedience and humanity’s forgetfulness, hoping to awaken a sense of gratitude, repentance, and peace in every heart that reads it. "If the Raindrops Could Pray" (Mercy of my Lord Beneath the Sky) If raindrops could speak, they would softly say… “My Lord sends us down in a merciful way…” A gift from my Lord’s unending love— to heal the earth from the skies above… If winds could whisper through valleys wide— they’d tell how my Lord moves them in stride… Each gentle breeze that stirs the air— is His unseen touch, tender and rare… If trees could speak with their ro...

Introduction :  This poem, "Rising from Nothing (The Lion Who Refused to Fade)," is a powerful anthem of resilience and self-empowerment. It tells the story of rising above rejection, doubt, and hardship to become a symbol of strength and hope. Inspired by the spirit of the Barbary lion and the courage within all of us, it is a tribute to anyone who has ever been overlooked or underestimated. Join me on this journey of transformation and courage as we celebrate the roar of a lion who refuses to be silenced. "Rising from Nothing" (The Lion Who Refused to Fade) Who am I? The one they laughed at loud, The one they said was useless, not proud. Ignored, forgotten, left in the dust, But now I’m everything — I’ll never rust. Once I was known as nothing at all, But now I stand proud, steady and tall. So tell me now, who do you see here? I’m the one who wipes away your tear. I’m the one who makes you laugh, not cry, The Barbary lion who won’t just die. I’m the one who refuse...

Introduction : “Unseen Scars, Unheard Roars” is a raw, defiant poem about reclaiming identity after years of silent pain. It tells the story of breaking free from the shadows of the past and choosing a new name to honor strength, not suffering. This is a roar of self-respect, resilience, and the courage to become who you were always meant to be.         "Unseen Scars, Unheard Roars" (my journey about Breaking Free from Shadows) In the late 90s, I was named like every child is named, But maybe my name was more — not just a name. Shahzad, of Persian roots, meant something more, Shah — a king, Zad — his son, a prince to the core. But I’m no prince, don’t let the name fool you, Because what I’ve lived through, no royalty ever knew. To most, pain is just a four-letter word, To me, it’s my whole life — every scream unheard. Twenty-six years, and I’ve seen it all, Pain on repeat, like a never-ending fall. That’s why I wanted to change what they call me, Not to forget, but t...