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Soldier Through It!
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Shaken
by the zephyr of night
in my consciousness lie shadows of bitter torment
Reduced to tears
by those to whom there's no partner
Where whimpers ever grow
around those chained the Prisoners
my being
Is of the gasps of the bereaved
of successive stabs
of tears of small children
Grant me then oh loftiness of time
wishes in a shining lit place ..
MY Jerusalem (Quds)
breath of my soul
Where my nights, whispers &
my beseeching (du3a) reside
Who knows
Of the Yearning in my chest
land where the birth of the first dawn
of the ever changing night
Her Eyes,
hemorrhaging is her only moan
sorrow & sobs
are her place of prostration & destination
Though they asked her of her visions
Where her desires lie
& she answered by 'The capable'
from my heart
Oh love of my heart
I stayed praying to my Lord
that he'd keep you company & reward
From my soul
oh sister of my soul
I came so you'd not weep
