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"

 

 

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IT IS A AWAKENMENT TO FAITH IN ALLAH WITHOUT WHOM WE'RE MERE NOTHING.(MAY ALLAHUTALLAH BLESS US).AND SHALL WE DO ZIKR UNDISCORDED DUE TO THIS MATERIALISTIC PERSUITS.

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warangal

Excellent poem speaks out from a teenagers heart, every way a teen feels, all teens go through that part of life unfortuantely some make it through some don't! lets try to Make it through

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Australia

it pireces a teens heart. show the real sense of insecurity we all feel and opens up a better and secure path for us all to follow. a path that the light will never fail to stop shinnig on, a path forever beautiful!

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university of ibadan, NIgeria

I felt that the poem was interesting but casting out proms, and other social events as being some kind of evil/sin, is confusing to those who do believe in Allah. Having an image of social events being morally wrong can hurt those who do believe in Allah and think of themself as sinful just because they have a life. Life is meant to be fun, and you never know when it will end. Live it.

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North Carolina

I really can relate to that poem...Thank you... May Allah reward the author.

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London

dis poem is top.it shows u da real path 2 follow .

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Bolton

It brings out the tears and makes one realise how 'nothing' he is.

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South America

wonderful! maashalah!

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london

That brought alot of memorys back for me thats exactly the way i was especiouly before i became muslim i was lost. To me know one is know one unless you have allah in your life.

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MPLS,MN

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