Awake

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Coming to the realisation, as the people around the world suffer.
As the world watches as we do nothing, just because of the hatred we harbour.
They’re¬†running out of time, just trying to find the exit.
We live in a country less sympathetic, allergic to refugees, pushing for brexit.
Set sail, take heed, offer help. I hear the cries.
We cannot make dua or offer wealth. Did we really try?
Sitting at a distance as we embrace our loved ones but we don’t understand.
Sitting behind the screens while the world just doesn’t give a damn.
The question I ask is,
Are we really awake?
Are we fully conscience of the decisions we make?
Worship our lord, I know we all fall short.
We’re trailed and tested and Allah knows our fate.
But are we doing all we can to help the people, the people suffering.
I fear that it may just be too late.
#Areyouawake?

Recover

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Slumped to the worst
Taste of the harsh fate
Reality hits hard when your least prepared
Life unravels and it’s what I feared
Ah well I’ll recover
I always do
Happiness is temporary
But sorrow is too
Long nights
Overdosed on fun times
Ive made mistakes
I’ve made poor decesions
But it’s made me who I am
That and my religion
I’m well prepared
If not I’ll recover
I always do
Pain is temporary
And life is too

January

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Prove your worth
Roam the Earth
live a little
Crack a smile
but it seems not in January
not with all the mess
not with all these problems,
Well life lessons
The year has just begun
Young man life has just sprung
Echoes of advice
I’m competent but ill prepared
The thoughts of a procrastinator
I always thought I thought ahead
But what I thought I thought I had
Is something I don’t need and certainly something don’t I have.
Oh sweet January
you’re just here to show me who I could be
and remind me who I was and Who I am
This is a fresh start
It seems all I do is wait, wait, wait
I’ve always loved new beginnings
but it’s hard to move through life
carrying the past on your shoulders
Now if only I can attain something I desperately need
A clear mind.

Rectify

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Harsh reality
I learnt that the hard way
Stricken with anxiety
I chase my desires
Dive into a world full of fallacies
I wonder how long I will last
On temporary remedies
Searching for answers within my memories
I fall to my knees
I answer the call to prayer
I so often neglected
The idea of religion being a form of medication
I once rejected
I’m drawn in my time of need
All I have is God
I remind myself everytime I fall
And when it’s time, I answer the call.
To prayer.

The Art of Attraction

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Isn’t attraction overrated
If beauty lies in the soul
And if love at first sight is a lie
Where do we lie in the world?

It seems we’re meant to be together
Seeking temporary solace
But if we don’t have now
Then why chase forever?

I’m just an idea
Based on fate
But if our patience is tested
Should we gamble on love?
Or wait till it eventually turns to hate?

A world apart
Suns, Moons and Stars
But if all it takes is a look
Why don’t you admire from afar

You begin to read my soul
When our eyes meet
We are able to tell so much
Without having to speak
Im in awe, too

But let’s not make promises
We cannot fulfill
What’s the point of moving forward
When we’re supposed to be standing still.

A Smile Amidst Chaos

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The dusty air brings water to my eyes
But my heart is filled with more than just the tears
My eyes see more than just the depression
I could never tell the truth from the lies
Sunshine seeps into my haven
Morning sun, a cup of tea and a peace of mind
Cracks in the terrace
The same cracks that show a glimmer of hope time to time
A head filled with pain and worries
Is also a head filled with precious memories I’m too content, sometimes atleast
A sense of belonging
I’m where I’m meant to be
Even if it is not where I’m supposed to be
I remind myself, I too forget, at times
A walk nearby shows me more than any Story I’ve ever heard
For people walking by
Surely I’ve seen the world
I can be alone
By no means am I ever lonely
I’m surrounded
With familiarity, security, family
God help my soul
For it is you who gives
If not, its you who guides
A smile amidst chaos
There are many reasons to be alive