Amour

At times,
I hid,
shadowed,
society,
seemingly,
ice cold.

Instinctively,
along pavements,
I walked,
in search,
of the sun.

Honest,
em' pavements,
are mean,
bare footed,
crossing between,
each aligned pebbles.

Crowds,
they gathered,
staring,
I persevered,
faithfully.

Finally,
one little step,
I tripped,
helplessly,
lying flat.

There,
you stood,
your eyes,
determined,
little by little,
I climbed up.

And there on,
you accepted,
my reach,
walking,
through,
these pavements,
and forever,
my amour,
you shall remain.

Steadfast

Dear heart,
I'll be honest,
Part of me,
Screams out loud,
Wanting you close,
Right here.

Dear heart,
I have yet,
to sustain myself,
of sufficient resources,
of solid composure,
of undying faith,
that able me,
to make you,
mine.

Dear heart,
Half,
was your response,
made me clueless,
whether if,
you're with,
or against.

But,
dear heart,
I'll be back,
with needs,
to finally,
wills me,
to have you.
Till' then,
I'd offer,
my steadfast soul.

Numb

Conscience.
Oh dear,
conscience.
Where,
oh to where,
have you lead?

All this while,
you complained.
Every second,
you raged.
Even at the smallest,
tiniest abnormality.
But for what?

Stop.
Take a few seconds,
breathe in.
Have you forgotten?

For He,
created the Sun,
the Moon and Limitless Sky.

For He,
created beauty,
significant excellence.

For He,
made creatures,
of brilliance and,
yet, emotional.

Not once,
not even once.
He stopped,
sharing all,
every single creation.

Ask,
question,
why not you?

Eyes,
to observe.

Ears,
to listen.

Mouth,
to speak.

Hands,
to offer.

Legs,
to reach.

How far?
How much,
have you shared?
Numb.

Astaghfirullah.
Subhanallah.
Masha' Allah.
Alhamdulillah.

Every,
day,
hours,
minutes,
seconds,
moments,
is an actual blessing.