Tag: verse and prose
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A Tear Descending from a Soul Ascending
On and on time flows while we remain resigned to what each moment brings, Tis but by virtue that our souls ascend towards life’s heavenly springs, For through life’s journey the hearts of men amend As phase by phase the patient, begin to apprehend That vision by which souls may rest restored Through earnest seeking…
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Exhale
Breathe. Gather the winds and make them plead, Bring cirrus, stratus, and nimbus into thee, Breathe. Until thy lungs are ruptured and sore, Stoke the fire in thy belly, make it roar, Breathe. And leave no room for doubt, Breathe with certainty inside and out, And bring the heavens to a halt in one clean…
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The Qur’an: An Aesthetic Treasure Trove
The cosmos held its breath in anticipation. The fabric of the Unseen dilated and grew infinitely thin. Rip! It irrupted with the Divine Command, Iqra’!
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A Slumbering Sojourn Toward the City of Lights
I stand alone, on the edge of an abandoned campground, stupefied by the sight of ashes once bright. Shrouded in sheets of iron and shackles of pyrite, imprisonment has led to an all-consuming ache that has since seeped into the rivulets of my palms.
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Tomorrow
“The world is but three days: As for yesterday, it has vanished. As for tomorrow, you may never see it. As for today, it is yours, so work on it.” – Imam Hasan Al Basri Tomorrow is a traitor full of deceit, who promises the hopeful an epitaph sweet, it swears that our troubles can…