Manora

The sky mellows its eyes above me,
Endeared letters inscribed in divine ink
Tips of fallen feathers,
Angels that soar within,
Melding the doors of my heart
Writing your name on its handles
Knocking, that perchance it will open
Torrents of enchantment,
Love, my entrapment
Concealing life's scars,
The scent of peace,
As your presence passes by,
Put me to sleep, oh Lord,
But have me by your side,
Let fate light my manora
In the confines of your heart,
How few my candles
But how close are love
Entwines.
Lighting the darkness of
my prison,
my heart.

Destiny, I've been told

Destiny, I've been told,
favors the brave and the bold--

Our self-will steering the course of our ship
in a sea immersed in Gods waves'

The wind would seem to betray you, as you drift into forlorn Islands, only to find his treasure',

The waves, ferocious, as ever
I tremor, the thought of salvation
Keeps me a float

In a world, heavy as sin, you'd think
It won't be long, before i drown, i sink

But Desinty, i've been told,
Favors the brave and the bold--

How many men have drowned in waters,
Where the torrents of evil neither soften nor quell,
Their vigor as merciless as eternal hell.

But, the Lord watches over the Sea,
Most Sublime and Glorious is He,
Who knows the folly of man?

And knows the reaches of their souls
Casualties of self-love, buried in hearts of coal
in its bottomless pits, lightless, dark, and cold

Destiny, I've been told,
Favours the brave and the bold--

How many a man, Seized by divine light
Martyrs of the soul, Victors of life's fight

Their compasses set toward God,
And so too the course of their flight
Servants of the Most High

The Ever-Living, Ever-Present, Lord of Limitless Might
Their wings, strands, of divine Glory and Praise

Subhanallah as their hearts sore and raise

Destiny, they've been told,
Favors the brave and the bold--

They have recognized the heavens
Are at the core, the nexus of their soul
Nearer indeed, then the blood that pours
Through their veins,
The rise is imminent, for all that does not conform to his will, will ebb and wane

Let all bear witness,
Let the revolution unfold

Destiny you've been told,
Favours the brave and the bold.

[Abbreviated version, of the Spoken Word recording]

Break and Fall

Love, like the reins of virulent breeze,
An infectious melody that summons all that its eyes seize,
Racing through the valleys of our hearts
Would that it would never end, nay
Would that it would never start,
Torturous serenity, in the hollows of my soul,
Fuming fragrances, in my heart, consuming all
Love,
Peace,
As all except the beloved,
Break and
Fall.
Into pieces,
Break and
Fall.

She Still Smiles

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What is it all worth? Cyclical suffering, it seems since our very birth-
we enter this world in pain, tears of a newborn soul--
an introduction to sorrow--the happiness that life stole.
She was told of her impending death, adding more to life's gloom--
still I'd see her smile, even as death would loom.
She'd cook, she'd eat, she'd love, she'd sleep,
she'd even play a game or two--
to the point that I'd wonder if she forgot what death would do--
like what's the point in living if you were told death is coming, and knew

Its indeterminate the doctor said, cancer, and were' not quite sure when you'll be dead.It could be sooner or later, we can't cure you, it will surely grow in size,
till it leads to your demise--I'm sorry Eve, as he stares into her eyes,
three kind words but its as if the doctor lies.

How could he be sorry--he has no idea perhaps he means pity.

You see she is no different than you and i, except that she now stares at death right in the eye, while we blink and cower, even though death is promised to us all, and may come at any hour.

Her eyes betray her sombre reality. We spoke, we laughed, we lived and I could never so much as glean past the glee before me. What it is to live life knowing? Would the candles of our life still flicker?

Her candle is still alight.

She smiles still, even as death looms. Even as death is in plain sight.

Rest in God's peace.




(P.S. please recite the opening chapter of the Quran (fatiha) for her soul)