Month: May 2017

Constant Battle of Beautiful Conundrum 

“A​nd make not your own hands contribute to your destruction; but do good; for Allah loves those who do good.” (Quran, 2:195)
“Nor kill or destroy yourselves: for verily Allah has been to you Most Merciful!” (Quran, 4:29)
“And never give up hope of Allah’s soothing Mercy: truly no one despairs of Allah’s soothing Mercy, except those who have no faith.” (Quran, 12:87)

Cuts

My blinding distraction

Gone in seconds for hours of your wasted moments

I dug a grave for my purpose

Tuned in to a bright future, sat front row as it crumbled and fell

Tie me up nice so I don’t have to feel this

Relief flowing through my veins, I traded my soul for a rush, my fix, and now I hurt without even with

Always chasing, always hating, ever loving, never enough

My subconscious effort not to succeed

Where did my refuge go? You used to hold me, now we embrace and you turn your back

  • Old Gray, Show Me How You Self Destruct 

6:94

– (And Allah will say): ‘Now you have come to Us all alone even as We had created you in the first instance, and you have left behind all that We had bestowed upon you in the world. We do not see with you your intercessors whom you imagined to have a share with Allah in your affairs. You have now been cut off from one another and all those whom you imagined (to be Allah’s associates in your affairs) have failed you’ –

The Serial Killer

I stay awake because my mom told me there’s serial killer behind me

I can’t close my eyes because my dad told me I’ll regret everything if I sleep

I drink cups of coffee because my sisters told me I’ll lost everything if I let my guard down

I decide to be prepared because I told myself I want a happy ending story

I want to fight back, can I win against that serial killer?

Can i win against time?

Time Tunnel

I asked the wind for the second time why she blew my hair and made me feel peace at ease.

The stars asked me what was my original intention the night I gave up on sleep to see her light.

Same song, different moment.

Same place, different  time.

Same person, different me.

Coup d ‘etat

Roses in your garden full of thrones

Painting of your self-portrait slowly lose colors

Chandelier in the hall ruins your party

Everyone brings their shining sword

But you didn’t see the dried blood

When you look at their eyes

You suddenly believe the lies

They had so much fun and so many plenty time

Loving people by their prejudices

Double clicked because they need to get it back

You get attacked in every side

Everyone brings their loaded guns

But you pick the painkillers

Put away those offensive hearts

There is no place for uncontrolled brains

Even a greener field beside you is full of artificial grass

Your discovery tab is out of date

They try to spell your name and describe your stories in past tense

24 hours trapped in your own reality

When you already realized

Everyone loses their broken mirrors

But why you sunk yourself in their pool of words?

Hollow

They just flew a paper plane

A folded letter

A miles away

Its like attack to your heart

Burning fire

Bursting wave

You wait for this moment

You wait for a reason

‘Cause confusing dream are just in your daydream

They shoot an arrow

A fake hardwork

A real emptiness

Its like attack to your heart

Its like the hollow you knew