Shame From the Past

Shame From the Past

No one I know

Really understands

At all and it seems

My faith was horribly

Misplaced

And now I feel so alone

And

Lost.

But maybe,

In this confused

Melancholy rant

It was me who

Didn’t understand.

Liebster Award a second time

As salam Alikum Readers

I got nominated for a liebster award thanks to Rayeesa Tabassum, please check out her nice  blog A Muslimah’s writings

Here are the rules :

 

1. How do you find time for blogging? When I can’t sleep I write
2. What is the best part about blogging? Expressing my thoughts
3. What did you gain from your blog? A place to express my emotions its a outlet
4. What do you wish to gain from your blog in future? Maybe I’ll turn it into a paperback book.
5. What marketing/promoting tips worked for you best? Still learning on this , use Facebook and twitter
6. Which are your favorite Islamic blogs? I have to choose? There are so many good blogs I can’t choose , sorry I read them all.
7. What have been your biggest achievements in the field of writing? Still waiting for that to happen
8. What is your aim in life? To raise well behaved happy Muslim children
9. What are your favorite Muslim magazines, publications and websites? Oh no not again! I read them all , I don’t choose favorites, I love reading .
10. Who are your favorite Muslim authors? I can’t choose , I will say that I’ll read any book once .
11. What is one advice you want to give to newbie bloggers? Keep going even when it doesn’t seem like you have a following.

11 random facts:

1. I was born in a truck stop
2. I moved a lot as a child and teen
3. I use to live in a bus
4. I’ve worked in farms and orchards
5. I’m short
6. I have dyslexia
7. I didn’t have a tv gowning up
8. I will read any book once
9. I taught myself how to bake at 5 years old
10. I went to culinary school
11. I have lived in three different countries and 48 of the 50 united states

I am nominating the following 11 blogs

Beyond Iddah

The Secret Hijabi

CuriousHearts

The Inquisitive Mind

Thoughts of an American Hijabi

Rekindling The Flame Of Imaan

The Revert Miyabhai

Muslim Mummy

Islam – My Choice

bipolarchaosblog

BEING MUSLIM

My 11 Questions are;

1. How many countries have you lived in?
2. How many states have you lived in?
3. Do you like to cook?
4. What are you afraid of?
5. Do you read book?
6. What was your very first job?
7. How many sisters do you have?
8. How many brothers do you have?
9. Have you lost a loved one?
10. Have you ever had surgery?
11. Can you Crochet?

 

Liebstar Award Nomination

As Salam Alikum Readers

I was nominated for a liebstar award by

My Creative Hut

I would like to say thank you and that your blog is fun and lovely to read .

So here goes these are the simple rules :

The 11 questions I was asked are:

1. What is your favorite color? Blues, I can’t just pick one color of blue .
2. How do you define success? when everyone is ok and no one is crying
3. Where do you want to be in 2 years? in two years I would like to have a small bakery.
4. What is your best quality? Always showing up and willing to help out
5. What is your worst flaw? My unpredictable mood swings
6. What is your greatest achievement? Children who are trilingual.
7. What is your life changing moment? When I reverted to Islam 
8. Describe yourself in one sentence. Honest, to caring and very kind.
9. What are you most passionate about? Baking and reading 
10. Why did you start blogging? To share my life lessons and poetry with the world
11. How did blogging help you?As a way to deal with my emotions and feelings.

Here’s 11 random facts about me

1. I always show up early everywhere
2. I wear dark colors and hardly wear bight colors.
3. I don’t buy my own clothes, my sisters in laws or husband buys them and I wear whatever they give me , I don’t care about clothes.
4. I dislike shoe shopping if I had my way I wouldn’t wear shoes
5. I am allergic to Mangoes, Kiwis, Papayas, star fruits, passion fruits passion flowers, blue cheese and most all commercial soaps .
6. I’m afraid of snakes
7. I have lived in 48 of the 50 states in USA and three different countries.
8. I’m the oldest in my family.
9. I have kept a journal since I was 13 years old.
10. I will read any book once , a good book I’ll reread.
11. I was born with a heart condition.

Blogs I nominate are :

Vive Halal

Musings of a muslimah

Mariam’s Journal

Muslimah According to Me

Submit to Allāh ﷻ

Jannah as my Goal

MariamMea

loveforhijab

we3threeblog

itto’s journal

Live Life

My 11 Questions are;

1. How many countries have you lived in?
2. How many states have you lived in?
3. Do you like to cook?
4. What are you afraid of?
5. Do you read book?
6. What was your very first job?
7. How many sisters do you have?
8. How many brothers do you have?
9. Have you lost a loved one?
10. Have you ever had surgery?
11. Can you Crochet?

Stained Face

Stained Face

Tears you cannot see,

It’s a me that I hide

No one sees inside covered up and bound up

I am not truly free

Everyone thought I was happy

The only things they ever seen

The joy on the outside not the real me

He came and took it away the unseen strife and pain

Now a true joy begins to stream down my tear stained face.

Compassion

Compassion

I never meant to

Give you false

Hope,

But I

Led you on.

I never meant

For

Feelings to be

Hurt,

I just

Wanted you to

Know that

There is love

For you,

And

A place for you in this world,

In my heart.

I Knew

I Knew
When I first met you 

I knew things wouldn’t be the same.

I knew you would be the one I would spend the rest of my days. 

That I would cherish you an you me.

Until the end of time we would always be.

Destroying Nature

It’s a shame that he world has to die like a growing flower in orbit.

The delicate petals like fingers of children that will be no more.

It’s a shame that the fallen skies will surround the rivers with dust and covers the seas like

A woolen blanket which has been torn in the middle like the heart of a lost soul.

The paper is blotted, crystal glass is shattered;

The eye of a lion gauged in a gruesome war.

Doves become black as ashes;

The purity of this earth disappeared as a crow in the dead of night.

People create the world’s nature,

Now people are destroying the nature that creatures created.

Life Journey

We are born alone, we will
Die alone, buried in the
Grave all alone.
Its just our journey from
Birth to death,

We will be
Questioned about
Everything we do,

No body
Will accompany us in our
Grave. Keep preparing
Yourself for the final day,

No More Storms

No More Storms

The clouds came rolling into our lives.

Just like a clap of sudden thunder,

They took you away from me.

The lightning struck at our hearts and split them into little pieces.

The downpour came from falling tears.

The sun would be slow at breaking through the days of torrential rain

The rays would take their time reaching the drenched soil of life.

But as the seasons changed,

The tide turned

As spring blossoms broke,

So would the healing.

As the crocus broke the blanket of snow

Your hand reached out in forgiveness.

As the daffodil smiled your face glowed with knowledge of coming home.

By the time the tulip awakes,

The world will know

When the lily shines through you will be home

And there will be no more storms.

My Shadow’s Shadowland

My Shadow’s Shadowland

Journey with me into the
Darkest of the darkest places in
The never-ending void of shallow
Intention and deceitful truth.
You cannot see for all the
Mirk and Mire that clouds
Your hollow eyes,the blades
Within your souls will burn
Your thoughts until the end of time
For you there shall be no end to your
Unholy torment that shall drive you
Out from inside, the windows to your
Soul shall shatter and your spirit will
Be destroyed by the Universal Hammer
And none shall escape the wrath that
Falls upon the you; beware the broken heart.