Truth in the Storm

 

Truth in the Storm
In the fire of trials, I came to see,
who truly stood, and who left me.
Who whispered love, yet held a knife,
who envied joy, who blessed my life.

Some felt my pain, their hearts sincere,
while others called it drama to hear.
Some carried grudges, dark and deep,
while others prayed for my soul to keep.

Now my eyes hold a clearer view,
the masks are gone, the faces true.
And though it hurt, I’ve gained my sight—
to walk with love, and guard my light.

                                        KULSOOM AFZAL