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?
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I owe you one

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I was so wrong
This was our song
Forget all our failures
Forget all our mistakes
We will get through this
And whatever we face
Just remind yourself
You have what it takes
You’ve always been there
And you always will be
I owe you one
I owe you one
I’m here for you
But what you need is yourself
You need your strength
You need your love
It’s all good loving others and making friends
But you need to love yourself first
You need to be your own best friend
You have what it takes
Just like everyone else
You just need to focus
And if you ever feel like you need someone
I’m here
Only because, I owe you one
I owe you one

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

Bug

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This despicable hindrance 
Had my life on track
But ever since I got struck
I’ve been moving backwards
Time is of the essence
Which for me is insufficient 
A moutain to climb 
In so little time
Made worse with a curse
No, that’s just too much
A bug to put it simply
I can’t think straight
Especially with this headache
Sweet routine, collapsed desire
Broken drive
Really I can go on and on
The effects of this nuisance 
I won’t say this is luck
I don’t believe in luck
I just know that i’m stuck
With this annoying bug.

Elle est Belle

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Elle est Belle
Je Commence
Excusez moi mademoiselle
Comment tu t’appelles?
And that’s where I stop
Must be her French allure
Her pull
She has me
All these thoughts come crashing
kamikaze
Bonjour
Je ne parle pas francais
Simply apology
All I know is Elle est Belle
For love is a four letter word
I can say, I can spell
Just not in French

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.