finally.. after a time
two lonely tears
broke free from my eyes
i'd been sitting in a gathering
people laughing and chatting
I remember someone had spoken to me
from the other side of the room
but i wasn't really there
for in that moment in time
my gaze had frozen upon the wall
i wasn't looking at anything
for my eyes had turned to stone
it was you I was thinking
and you I was seeing
a memory had gripped my heart
its cruel fingers clenching hard
until two lonely tears
had escaped my eyes
it had been an age since i'd cried
and still as a statue i stayed
the company, the atmosphere
never took my attention
if anything...
it only heightened your absence
made me miss you more
memories... memories
thank you for leaving those
a distant voice of long ago
echoes through my mind
forever... forever you will live
in a secret place inside
but... but...
this loss i have accepted
as being the will of God
for I know Allah knows best
the Guardian of my heart
format_quote Originally Posted by Scents of Jannah
btw, is it obvious that the girl in the second poem dies?
I think that's whats awesome about the poem..it means something different to everyone, everyone gets it in a different way..i.e. I interpreted..and it was something different..and others would probably be different as well.
Makes it very enjoyable to read if it's like that because each time you read you interpret it differently
“Do not argue with your Lord on behalf of your soul, rather argue with your soul on behalf of your Lord.” - Dhul-Nun
"It is the very pursuit of happiness that thwarts happiness." - Victor Frankl
I think that's whats awesome about the poem..it means something different to everyone, everyone gets it in a different way..i.e. I interpreted..and it was something different..and others would probably be different as well.
Makes it very enjoyable to read if it's like that because each time you read you interpret it differently
that's a good point too mashaAllah... it's just that I pictured everything so vividly, including her death, so it not being obvious to the reader is bothering me a bit. But, I will give it a little longer and see how I feel.
whats this im reading INCREDIBLE poems on LI these last Hours oh:
MashaAllah Sis , JazakAllahu Khair...
And as for the onewho fears standing in front of His Lord and restrainsthe soul from impure evil desires and lusts, verily, Paradise will be his abode [79:40-41]
Seriously, the images were....Rabeee! I just loved it sis...if you had entered the poetry contest you wudda won hands down oh: please stay tuned for the next contest insha'Allah
lol no comment! glad u liked it though
format_quote Originally Posted by IbnAbdulHakim
i dont have any other poems yet sis
i have my own personal collection but im considering starting one of the masterpieces from LI's members...so far you and abu sayyad have taken my breath away with your poetry..jazaKAllah khair to you both
Ah, ok! Wa iyyak bro and thanks for your kind comments and support.
format_quote Originally Posted by Güven
OMG !! whats this im reading INCREDIBLE poems on LI these last Hours oh:
MashaAllah Sis , JazakAllahu Khair...
lol@big face! wa iyyak Guven bro - it's all praise to Allah.
beauty of all shapes, color and size
what hadn't he looked at with those eyes?
until a veil of blindness had descended
his days of transgression suddenly ended
now his eyes are dead to the sinful gaze
his mind begins to clear of evil's haze
he'd tasted the pleasure of forbidden fruit
yet his soul remained famished in dispute
"why?" he repeats, "Do I feel empty inside?"
until the answer comes in a blessed disguise
the distant sound of Qur'anic recitation
he knows what he must do without hesitation
as now in the sundown of his life
when self-denial is no longer rife
he clearly sees what he's left behind
and wonders how he could've been so blind?
he remembers in the spare room.. a dusty nook
something priceless lies in the shape of a book
not once he'd glanced at a single page
but had left it there to yellow with age
a desperate hunger begins to fill his soul
the recitation is getting louder nextdoor
gripping his stick he reaches the spare room
sending things flying in its murky gloom
and soon.. his hand settles upon the dusty Book
a sob explodes in his chest, oh how long it took!
his heart soars as he opens its pages
like million birds let out of their cages
repentance mists over sad eyes with tears
"will Allah ever forgive me - since death nears?"
and as if something is telling him to keep listening...
he hears.."And Seek forgiveness of Allah;surely Allah is Forgiving.." (73:20)
willing his eyes to see, just for a few seconds
to see Allah's Words, His gift of Guidence
in hope of forgiveness he raises his hands
as tears splash onto the Holy Qur'an
Awwww Masha'Allah, ur poetry is beautiful. I love writing poetry to catch phases in my life but i'm not so brave to share cos i feel safer if it's inside me lol if that means anything at all^^!
Jazakillah khairun for sharing
Oh Mankind! What keeps you from your Lord most Generous?
There is no Hand but the Hand of Allah is over it, and
There is no Opressor but he is tried with a Greater Opression.
wa iyyaki, thank you for liking. I believe everyone has the potential as we all possess emotions and an imagination. It just takes different things to trigger it off in us. If that makes sense
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