Hello, there! I’m Aaliah.

This is my journal for exploring and expressing my philosophy of life. Through poetry, prose, and photography,

I search for the meaning and beauty behind every day experiences.
I write for younger me, future me, and the me that will one day become a memory.

I dedicate my journal to my fellow truth-seekers, idealists, and dreamers.
May we leave the world better than we found it.

Recent posts:

  • The Faith Letters: Fragments
    Dear Part of Me That Needs to Hear This, What a journey it’s been. What a time you live in. What courage it takes to be awake in a world with an abundance of injustice. When something is alive, it moves. That’s the journey of your faith.  Your faith’s been on quite the journey these […] Read more…
  • Love To the Point of Tears
    On nights like this, my tears feel so near. Like they’re wanting to come out for a breath of fresh air but not waiting for my permission. It’s not sadness. Or despair. These tears just want a chance to see the world. To leave my body and mix with infinity of atoms that surround me. […] Read more…
  • Midnight Musings: On Healing
    I told myself I’d take a break from my daily nightly posts on Instagram so I could focus on business development, but my thoughts keep coming back to healing. It’s half an hour past midnight, and I feel wide awake. It’s a bit chilly in my room because I don’t think the heater is on, […] Read more…
  • Reflections on Spirituality: How I learned To Follow My Peace
    I ‘m writing to you in the middle of the night –the way you’ve grown accustomed to if you’ve seen the time stamps on the #100DaysOnSpirituality posts and the poems I share on my Insta Story. I’m writing to you now and it’s Ramadan and a little over a month has passed since I finished the […] Read more…
  • National Poetry Month: Day #30
    God bless the peoplewho stay up untilyou make it homewho text you good morningand good nightand every good between. God bless the peoplewho call youon a Sundayand pray for youon a Mondayand invite youon a Thursdayto their gatheringon a Friday. God bless the peoplewho greet you with a smileat the counterand the drive-thru windowand toll […] Read more…
  • National Poetry Month: Day #29
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  • National Poetry Month: Day #28
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  • National Poetry Month: Day #27
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  • National Poetry Month: Day #26
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