Tears Within 

Tears Within

Feelings of all kinds

Linger within me, the tears deep

Within reach beyond

Any feeling or expression.

They are there to remind me of my weaknesses, 

My sorrows,

The happiness of life

And the joy it brings.

They arise at times

Out of no where,

For reasons unknown.

They linger, 

All the time deep

Within my spirit

Just waiting for the time

To be needed.

Tears,

Life’s little expression from within

That glistens from without.

Life’s Warm Glow

If you’ve ever seen

A beautiful sunset

Then you know it’s

Not seeing its warmth,

But letting yourself

Dream and feel its glow.

It holds spirits, 

Souls,

Memories that rekindle

Every time you’d find yourself

Drifting away into its

Magnificent glory.

A sunset is nothing

Short of a warm loving

Moment that you forget

About life and its sorrows, 

It’s shortcomings.

It’s there to remind us all

Of life’s treasures

And beauty.

Still

Still I fail to medicate myself
Still I continue to devastate myself
By doing what I know to be a sin
Have I been given a guarantee that in the end
I will Win?

Just because I’m still alive and have an easy living
Doesn’t mean that I’ve been forgiven.
Yes I’m still alive, but how can I expect to survive
Life in the displeasure of Allah?

I say I “love Allah”, but does Allah love me?
Let’s see, just how real is this so-called “Spirituality”
that you profess to possess
But when you’re alone you digress and don’t confess!

Thought that you could fool `em
with that beard And that hijab
Not realizing that at your own heart you have
Taken the deepest stab.

Thought that you could fool them with that thobe
And veil over your face!
How dumb you must have looked in front of the One
Who’s knowledge, hearing and sight penetrate every place!

Why do you feel so secure that Allah is going to forgive you everytime?
Do you really feel secure as you drive home from the scene of your crime?

How do you know the wrath and punishment of Allah isn’t waiting for you around the corner?
Don’t you know that the Angel of Death strikes without A warner?

How long do I think I have to make things right?
By Allah! If I knew the reality of my sins, I couldn’t sleep at night!
Afraid of closing my eyes from fear of dying in my sleep!
Only to wake up in a grave so dark, lonely and deep!

-Who’s your Lord? my own desires…
-Who’s your Prophet? my own desires…
-What’s your religion? following my own desires…
-Well welcome to the Fire! -Welcome to the fire!!

What an awful place to retire!

 

Beyond Comprehension

No one hears me, understands me
I speak in silence
Hoping that someone will see my words,

My message
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

Gone!

In the cold pale morn
Her cold dead lips
She wasn’t in love
She never was
The death that took her was
Quite
Excruciating
Doctors diagnosed
Depression
But that’s not
Why she died
She died
Of
Despair
Loneliness
Because
No one cared
No one called
Her on the phone
She had no one
No one even
Knew where
She lived
At work she was overlooked
The best in her
Field
But
No one
Noticed
Cared
Her friends
Or so they called
Themselves
Described her
As
Withdrawn
Quite
Shy
Solf-spoken
Very timid
Around guys
She died
Because
No one
Loved her
Her heart
Broke
From
Lack of
Affection
Of human contact
One day
She decides
To disappear
She thought
What’s the use
No one cares
All they do is give me abuse
Physical
Mental
Sexual
I get bullied
And
Harassed
At work
By some weirdo jerk
Who grabs my ass
The day
She died from
Lack of love
No one noticed
They didn’t
See the empty
Shell
She was still
Alive to them
They didn’t
Realize
The distance look
In her eyes
No one realized
Until it was to late
By then she was
Gone
Gone was her
Smile
Her laugh
In it’s place
Was a Blank
Sonic look
Copyright ©2005(written about abuse) 

Repaid

Repaid

I see the lights on the ceiling.

I see the stars in the lights.

I see the what we once had, and what we
lost…

You see the curtains draped in front of me.

You see the sun come up alone.

You want to show me just what you can see,

And I,

I turn away.

You hear my words, you hate my words,

I hate you too.

I look right at your eyes,

I look right through your eyes.

I change conversation thought for you…

I throw a look that you can’t catch from far behind, and you,

You turn away.

But don’t feel bad ’cause you do to me all

The things I do to you…

Allah Wont Ask……

Allah won’t ask what kind of car you drove, but will ask how many people you
drove who didn’t have transportation.

Allah won’t ask what your highest salary was, but will ask if you compromised
your character or morals to obtain that salary.

Allah won’t ask the square footage of your house, but will ask how many
people you welcomed into your home.

Allah won’t ask about the fancy clothes you had in your closet, but will ask
how many of those clothes helped the needy.

Allah won’t ask about your social status, but will ask what kind of class you
displayed.

Allah won’t ask how many material possessions you had, but will ask if they
dictated your life.

Allah won’t ask how much overtime you worked, but will ask if you worked
overtime for your family and loved ones.

Allah won’t ask how many promotions you received, but will ask how you
promoted others.
Allah won’t ask what your job title was, but will ask if you performed your
job to the best of your ability.

Allah won’t ask what you did to help yourself, but will ask what you did to
help others.

Allah won’t ask how many friends you had, but will ask how many people to
whom you were a true friend.

Allah won’t ask what you did to protect your rights, but will ask what you
did to protect the rights of others.

Allah won’t ask in what neighborhood you lived, but will ask how you treated
your neighbors.

Allah won’t ask about the color of your skin, but will ask about the content
of your character.

Allah won’t ask how many times your deeds matched your words, but will ask
how many times they didn’t.

Broken Heart

Broken Heart

You broke my heart,
Tore it in two,
Then lied even more.

You broke my heart,
Said you still loved me,
Then went for my enemy.

You broke my heart,
Told me you liked her,
Then said you didn’t love me anymore.

You broke my heart,
I told you I still loved you,
Then you said you never loved me.

Harmony

Harmony

If I had a wish, it would be this
that all Allah’s people would be just like him,
able to cope, trust and just get along.
And not wonder if someone’s doing them wrong.
If we just put our trust in Him,
then we could surely enter in, and enjoy what life
has to offer. Instead of trying to hate on your
sister or brother. Yes, life would be so sweet,
if we just stop trying to compete, for what’s already been
promised. Life everlasting and peace of mind.
So, get it together and claim your prize,
for I truly want to get what’s mine.