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In the Name of God بسم الله


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  1. God is dead , said Nietzsche. So he reasoned and thought. Others grasped onto his utterance. Creating an avalanche of unbelief. Man is enlightened , free , From the shackles of religion . Free to invent, to create , to grow. God denigrated to the shelves. Where he gathered dust , discarded. Sometimes sought for , In difficult times - when money failed. The bottle failed , drugs tolerated . Even love became questionable . A weakness , a disease then man fell on his knees. His heart felt - something unintelligible The ravages of life had damaged him . He raised his hands and prostrated. In a last , hope , for mother , father - For God , for those who truly cared . Who had freely given that thing, called Love How he’d give the cars , the drugs . The women , the so-called friends. The credit cards , the gadgets , phones . For an ounce of true love, For a fleeting glimpse of that thing Called , peace , true contentment. (((((Descartes and Nietzsche))))) He maybe realised that he was wrong . Descartes - the I presupposes the Am Nietzsche - God is dead in your mind You looked in the wrong place . You ‘thought’ man no longer needed his Maker. And so you ran and hid - but couldn’t You simply died , inside . God is in your heart . Your words were meaningless , To that man on his knees. reawakened to the truth You cannot hide from God He is the alpha and omega. His way is Love - to stray is to fall. Like that man, arms lifted, like us . So, lift your hands and God may raise you Remember the time when a child. And your mother lifted you - And kissed your cheek.
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    War , used to be bombs , That fell down the road , Air raid sirens , blaring . Announcements on the radio - About the enemy advancing . Songs by soldiers , by mothers - By children in the street - Suffering , hardship . Yes , the puppet was still on strings . Dancing to the tune of nationalism . Now the truth can be altered , By subliminal imagery , advertising . Wars are romanticised , promulgated Through the tinted lens of Hollywood, Played out like soap operas, Talked about continuously on social media - As if we are Kriegsspiel players Dialecticians involved in affairs of state . But nay we are but mere prattlers. Now what is war, a status update . A shake of the fist followed by an espresso. A tear followed by watching standup at the Apollo. Them , the others , ‘This scene may contain disturbing images’ Time to switch channels . What is genocide ? What is mass murder ? Oppression ? Famine ? It’s not us , we’re not aware . It’s the thing we see briefly between commercials . What we forget between binge watching . Till our minds have had their fill of drivel. And they feel well fed , and our eyes are tired . And tearless for others - we cry a small tear . Because our hearts somewhere remember what It was like to feel a genuine Unadulterated emotion . All the time we feel like we’ve progressed . Society and humanity are approaching their zenith . Whilst hungry people starve Children die having never smiled - Cities burn , civilisations , cultures trampled By the army of globalisation. The devil smiles , this is how I want the son of Adam to be - Lost like me.
  3. It took 5 billion years , We emerged , Intelligent . In a short period, We manufactured, Our demise . We destroyed , Killed , lied , cheated . Annihilated . Those who came . Men of God , Enlightened We ignored . Our Holy books, Say dusty on shelves. Regarded as relics . Instead we adopted . Systems that promised - But never delivered . We didn’t trust , God Whose system , could bring peace And salvation . There’s still time , For us to look within - and know Our heart To know our Lord . Look within and you will know . The path you should tread , Step by step .......
  4. Yes change is the most difficult thing , but if you truly want to change God will help you.
  5. The mind shouldn’t be master over the soul , instead let the soul be a calm observer of the mind - calm the mind and let the soul observe , easier said than done
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    The multi-faceted mind always seeking to be occupied by whatever activity appeals to it The singular soul seeking to be heard , only satisfied with Love , Freedom and closeness to the Lord
  7. The days when, Smiles were real. And unsullied. By stress and worry. Spent playing, laughing. The heart was carefree. Life is a circle. You miss those days. Even though You’re surrounded By things . Phone, car, money , possessions . You yearn simple days . When your child laughs. An unfettered laugh. You reminisce . And wish, To set your heart free Once again. By the power of love . You can be unchained . The heart does feel . And beat with abandon . A distinct perfume is smelt. But tinged with that is sadness For the folly of man. Who wants to stab The heart of this world.
  8. You just gotta start writing , it’s the only way thanks
  9. Man lives for the unseen. He builds for the future. The past haunts him And shapes his psyche. He lives in apprehension, Fear of the unseen. What if , what could Have been , what next . Fear not, man Good the unseen Is with you, Right now. No need, to worry. Live in Peace.
  10. Lovely ,, so sad
  11. It’s a candid account of feelings thanks for sharing , I didn’t find it depressing I found it refreshing
  12. People cry For that they never had They procastinate Over the future And the past They hide From themselves Unable to relax Just breathe Don’t think And face yourself Love yourself Know yourself Be glad For the morning breeze The nurturing sun Just breathe and be free With love for Your Lord
  13. Words don’t fill me up, Nor do selfies, likes, When I’m alone, Thoughts I believed were clear- Descend into recurring Chaotic shapes. My shadow becomes the devil - I punch the wall - But he laughs - Lithe and muscular , As strong as ever - Preying on my moment of Turbulence At some point small point I’d had a lucid thought I’m not strong , I’m not clever, I’m not innovative, Only God can give the strength To succeed My worst enemy is not the devil It’s Myself
  14. Salam , One thing that helped me is to remember that everything is relative . What I mean is this - the one who truly loves you is Allah (سُبْحَانَهُ وَ تَعَالَى) , the one you should trust is Allah (سُبْحَانَهُ وَ تَعَالَى) - treat the world with skepticism it will never have the answers you want . Family , friends , yes they love you and you can trust them but they are relative to absoluteness. Then look at your life again , with this knowledge , make God more real in your heart than the world around you . As for the trials and tribulations this is the product of living in a world of change .
  15. This life, This illusion, Wasted words, Actions, thoughts, Make you cry, And realise - Only He loves You truly, Don’t put your trust, In empty promise- But trust Him Fully, Ask Him, Follow Him, Don’t follow illusory dreams, But grasp the rope of reality. And don’t let go
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