Poetry




The Road to Recovery
I need to do more to remove these black spots on my heart.
I am walking the path... but the road is so  dark,
I am so confused
I am need of light,
To show me the way. to show me what's right.
I make big mistakes I know that I'm wrong
The devils knocking 
I'm only so strong.
I am so sorry ya Allah forgive my deeds,
Ya ar rahman please water my seeds,
All I have is actions, 
all I need is help
I contradict it daily,
i just hurt myself,
How can it just sit on my shelf, when every time i read it, it's the realist thing I've ever felt,
I think about it 
and I get depressed
So please ya Allah make your words the light of my chest 
the life of my heart 
the pulse of my brain
so everything i do on this earth is done in your name.


Raindrops from the eyes
All praise be to Allah lord of the worlds
It begins, the words that are my light,
My heart soaks up the pure rain like parched roots during monsoon.
Every drop is felt listening to the majestic words waters my imaan.  I feel it growing inside me budding lumps in my throat and bringing tears to my eyes. The fruits ripen, swelling, bursting with love and adoration for the one.  My head touches the ground like the autumn leaves
Peace be upon you
Peace be upon you.

The Cross Roads


I'm at a crossroads a long way from home. I feel the dry heat of the desert ...alone.
Which way do I turn? the light leads the way,
Make me of those who are guided and not led astray,
I trust in you!!!! oh giver... oh provider. I leave my affair to u..... wisest of the wiser.
My heart flutters when ur name is recited,
I will walk the road where your light  shines the brightest.

Soul vs desires – fighting seduction

I am easily aroused, by those buttons on your blouse, by that look in ur eyes when ur narrowing ur brow.  The smell of your perfume you call me to fire, I fight epic battles when controlling my desires .But I am a man and I will never falter!

with a momentous shake my mindset was altered. 


 I realized that the easy path is sin, imaan floats above you, when you're getting in.  The pus and foul juices for eternity therein? Surely the face of Allah is what it means to win!  Glory to my lord I need your help so much. Please don't leave me when I'm so tempted to touch.  I need you to put taqwa into my heart, please don't let shaytaan whisper in the dark.  I beg you, I plead with you, I need you, keep me with you.  My lord, my maker oh forgiver oh taker!! please make us steadfast and please don't forsake us.... oh creator!! 




Patience is my provision
Patience is my provision,
Although its hard to eat,
But underneath the hard, tough, sheath, is a taste so sweet,
My eyes are full of tears as I make dua,
"Ya Rubbi, Ease my task for me as I wait another sa'a!!!"
I unfold the cloth that holds my patience for another bite,
It is hard to chew and swallow But Allahs words Recite:
"fassbir subbaran jamileeah"(Al Ma'arij v5)
"Ya Allah!" I complain to him with my head touching the floor
I know he hears my every word, of this i am more than sure
So I wait crying silent screams pleading to my lord
but to the onlooker passing by I am just waiting by the door

Tears on my pillow
I cry silent tears in the darkness of the night.
Begging for forgiveness in hope and in fright.
Face in my hands, thinking about my wrongs,
Thoughts of my imaan which has been less than strong,
flashes of times dark that have long gone,
Sitting in that cage staring at the sky,
Mourning over the dead time that's why,
My deeds matter so much more now that I am free,
But I still feel held back by the roots of my tree,
So my tears are like birds which, fly away,
Lifting off my trunk and launching into the day,
Carrying my spirit into the light so high,
Setting me free thats how my soul survives.



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