Is Love…?

Does Love reside inside a heart?
does it carry the memories of painful pasts?

Does it enter with permission before sneaking out in the dark
Leaving another hole inside my heart?

Why realise love through the strangest things?
Like when I feel pain…
guess love stings

I sometimes wonder
I mean I ask myself
If love’s just the word
For feelings of hope we don’t give up?

The ones we use to buoy
The strangest curves
The hardest times
the deepest hurts

Is love the expression of this eternal hope?
That provides the light
On the darkest road?

Because if that’s the case
I don’t need this note
To convey this message of everlasting Hope

Coz Love stays alive
Throughout the dark
It’s buried inside the fear of falling apart

It’s Love that leads you on the rocky road
It journeys where
You’d never go

I guess Love springs eternal
In every heart
Coz Love is the beating
of every heart


Consider, your space
the energy around you
the feelings you create

Consider your thoughts
how they originate

Consider your words
the meanings they emanate

Consider, the reason
behind inaction
the power it manipulates

Consider your fears

Consider, with an open heart
the energy you create

Jummah Mubarak 17 Oct, 2014

There is a reason behind every experiences.
There will come a point soon, when you will be able to understand that.
Don’t discard the value of your experiences. The beautiful, the torturuous, the confusing are all leading you somewhere.
Go there.

Jummah Mubarak xo

Every time I pray…

Every time I bow my head in prayer and supplicate for those who can’t defend themselves, the oppressed, I end up reverting to supplicating for myself. Because when I reflect on the condition of the defenceless, I wonder if God will ask me about them. I wonder if when I’m taken to account for everything I didn’t do, if my total lack of effort will become my noose. So I weep in my prayer begging the Merciful to remove the current state of the world from my scales.

love is

If love’s the conversation,
 let’s keep talking
Love’s my consolation,
 you can keep the prize
If love’s an affliction,
 i’ll resist its treatment
Let love be my addiction,
 i’m enjoying the high

Marriage Part 15 – The Illusion

How sad to heave all your problems on an external entity for resolution. The reason we never consider, discuss or address issues like mental illness or personal happiness and our purpose in life is because we deem these all to be addressed through Marriage. I’ve wondered for a long time why that is. And today I think I’ve realised that it’s because we’ve given our power away. We have accepted that the answers do not lie within us they lie elsewhere. And so we created a modified narrative for life and we put all our hopes and dreams there. And we never stop to check if it’s actually even coming true. It’s been so long that we’ve been building our hopes that we’ve now started feeling supported by our own make believe. We rest on our own dreams and when they become nightmares we simply turn over and start a new one.