Missing Thoughts

[Zuko]

Missing Thoughts

In the quietness of my thoughts

I reached out

and found nothing.

Patient tears flowed upon an endless crevice

burning the current's path into a deeper emotion-

Visions of material success, possessions and fame

built empty dreams upon weak ideals.

In a self-created world, my self-created world, I was surrounded

by frustration, denial and an image of who I'd become.

Recollection of parties,

of school

of life

of awards

of moments that were drawn up to reflect "living" and "achievement"

-drawn by a girl who thought she was the artist-

Are nothing more than pieces that remain dead to the conscience of my heart. Memories of times when I thought I should be happy

I stood shuddering in shameful loneliness

letting the bitter wind of reality consume me

and yet I don't know why. . .

Feelings I see in my patchwork of faded existence seem to reveal that

Something was missing,

Is still missing

Was always missing.

I quiet myself further and try and find out why the tears

burn with shame and the Noor has disappeared from my face.

Perhaps it was never there

Perhaps I never let it into my heart

Perhaps I thought I was strong enough on my own.

"Oh Allah (swt) please forgive me,

I need You, I need Your guidance, Your forgiveness,

Your mercy. I am nothing when I fail to remember You,

I am nothing without You

. . . I am nothing at all"

Source: http://www.soundvision.com/Info/teens/missingpoem.asp

[Juneda]

:sister: masha allah ,kool poem,very touchin