Sultan Of Hearts Poetry

Introduction : A raw and emotional journey through pain, hate, and resilience. This poem tells the story of a young man facing rejection and cruelty from his own family, yet finding strength, hope, and faith. A testament to survival, inner courage, and the power of rising from the ashes. Real, heartfelt, and deeply human. "The Coldest Hands I Ever Held" (They Fed Me Hate, I Grew in Faith) Since the day my feet first touched this land, I’ve felt the coldness in every hand; Hate came to greet me, day after day, While love stood silent… too far away. Even my own blood could not be kind— Their eyes held storms that pierced my mind; I wonder, at times, if they’re truly mine, Or strangers wearing a family’s sign. Each glance they give feels sharp as a knife— A slow, cruel end, not the gift of life; Why not finish me with a single blow, Instead of this endless, painful show? When I was small, my only prayer Was love from the ones who should’ve been there; But my tender dreams were t...

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...