Whenever I hit a depression rut, where I feel disabled by the illness and therefore pathetic for being brought to my knees by a bunch of thoughts, it helps me to review celebrities — esteemed politicians, actors, musicians, comedians, astronauts, writers, and athletes — that I admire from both the past and present who have…
No one hears me, understands me
I speak in silence
Hoping that someone will see my words,
Hoping to find love, it has arrived so divine
I wish for a stronger, better life
filled with everlasting touch
I dream the future, but hold the past
My body is brimmed with so many confusions
Am I really here experiencing fullness?
I must be, the pain is so real
The hurt I feel could never be imagined
But I will pull through into greatness
And destroy whatever faces into me
As I struggle I will fight until the end
Whenever it may come
I am not happy sitting in a AC car,
When I see a person who is walking on the road.
I am not happy sitting in a HiFi hotel,
When I see a person begging for one time food.
I am not happy working in MNC,
When I see a person working hard as a labour under hot sun.
I am not happy when I do shopping,
When I see a person struggling to buy something for himself.
I am not happy wearing a nice dress,
When I see a person who is wearing very old dress.
I am not happy when I watch TV,
When I see a person who has not seen TV in a life at all.
I am not happy to be in a rich house,
When I see a person who is living in a shed.
I am not happy when I am going for a world tour, When I see a blind person.
I am not happy that I can sing
When I see a person who can’t speak.
I am not happy that I am perfect, When I see a person who is imperfect.
I am just happy because Allah has given me everything
So that I can share with others
And I can even make them happy..
Al Hamdulillah for everything..
Shukr Al Hamdulillah for everything..
Now tell me..
Are you happy in your life?
I get a funny feeling,
It comes from deep inside.
I get all mad and angry,
Wanting to go and hide.
My doctor calls it depression,
My Mom says it’s just me.
But the thoughts and feelings,
No one will ever be able to see.
Some say I’m psycho,
Some say I’m just weird.
It’s like I’m a different person,
And the old me just disappeared.
I get really edgy,
I want to commit suicide real bad.
Then I get a headache,
Followed by feeling sad.
I wish I could get help,
I wish it would go away.
Maybe if I keep praying real hard,
It will some day.
“I wont let you fall apart
We’ll find the perfect place to go where we can run and hide
I’ll build a wall and we can keep them on the other side…..
But they keep waiting……..
It’s something I have to do
I asked Allah for strength
And Allah gave me difficulties to make me strong
I asked Allah for wisdom
And Allah gave me problems to solve
I asked Allah for prosperity
And Allah gave me brains and brawn to work
I asked Allah for courage
And Allah gave me dangers to overcome
I asked Allah for love
And Allah gave me troubled people to help
I asked Allah for favors
And Allah gave me opportunities
I received nothing I wanted
I received everything I needed
My prayers have been answered
Love is like a box of chocolates,
you can have so much and keep happy for a while then it
shudders like when you get a stomach ache.
Treat love like a poem as I just wrote.
Thoughts fly away from my mind Into the early morning sky Like fluttering butterflies Flitting from flower to flower Wings reflecting the sun’s Bright, blinding rays. A mixture of feelings Come over me Faster than I can comprehend Like paint-splattered canvases An imperfectly perfect landscape Chaotic, dynamic colors. Words inscribed fail to describe Things how they […]