Monday, 13 June 2011

Because Of You.

I feel as though over the years my heart has changed shape.
Chipping away at my heart, my arteries and veins
have carved your name; it may sound insane
But why else would my heart favour you
over any other, so it must be true.

I refuse to believe I am in love
Indeed I am in deep attachment to you
I tell myself to get a grip and move on
From this childhood crush
But then I feel my blood rush
In a rage, defiantly
As if you have a control over me internally

At least I have my mind, right?
That you cannot control
I tell myself that anyway, because
You already have a hold on my soul
So I'll be the commander of my thoughts
And I’ll think about whatever I want
But I can't focus I can't sieve through my mind
Because my heart is too loud
I can’t focus when it is the only sound
My heart screams your name throughout my body
Distorting the functions of my organs
And they begin to chant along too

So I give in to the internal screams for a moment
And reminisce back to the days of innocence
To the conception of this sensuality
Back to when you were first introduced to me
As if with a simple hello
You planted a seed in my heart
Which grew with time and
Beckoned my soul towards you
To this point, where I am weak
Because of you.

Saturday, 11 June 2011


Like every other girl, I used to dream too
Of getting married
To my knight in shining armour
Arriving in our horse and carriage

But knights are only in fairytales
With happy ever afters
And those sort of endings don’t exist
Unless it’s in the hereafter

So I pray for a companion
A person that will be my best friend
Who believes in the creator
And knows that this world will surely end

Money, fast cars and big houses
These things dont mean anything to me
The reality of this world is temporal
And it’s only in religion that we’ll find stability

So he doesn’t have to be a doctor or a lawyer
I’d much rather he be a shepherd
Like our beloved Muhammad Mustafa
And love for the sake of Allah

Someone whos heart is beautiful
He will help complete half my deen
Someone who is loving and humble
Together we’ll strive for the life of the unseen

We’ll share a hunger for knowledge
He doesn’t have to be a graduate with a degree
Together we’ll indulge in worship
And build a relationship based on piety

Not an ounce of arrogance or pride
Every word gentle off his tongue
He’ll respect and honour the old
And be patient with the young

Showing kindness to others
Helping the needy and giving to charity
Praying salah and fasting in ramadhan
Will be his passion not only his duty

I don’t hope for perfection
I do not dream of a prince charming you see
Nor of a knight in shining armour
But rather someone with the same goal as me

Friday, 10 June 2011

A Thief that steals youth
And beauty taking it from you
Replacing it with wisdom
A professional that can
Make the rich poor
And give it all
To another
A healer that can
Mend broken ties
And heart ache
A friend that shows
What is true
And what is fake.