I've been feeling a little down lately, and so many things are coming my way. I don't know how to explain anything anymore, so the only thing I could do was write a poem:
What a waste
The way the calm air lifted me
Carried me along
Watched the lives
Of others
How they moved
How they fell
How they could get up
Dig themselves out of the hole they’re in
And stand tall
Once again
I kept track
Saw progress
But somewhere along the lines
He fell
Down hard
Crashed into
The dirt covered ground
And lay there
Gathering the sins
Purity shed
Like dead skin
Face darkened
Where there might have been light
I waited
For him to stand
Again
To get up
And proclaim
The beauty
Of life
Yet he remained
On the dust swept
Dirt engraved road
Thinking this was life
Thinking he was right
He didn’t know someone
Was watching
From a distance
Marking the moves
He made
Didn’t know
Why he wouldn’t
Laugh anymore
He never reached his hand out
For help
For someone to lift him up
Instead he took people’s hands
And dragged them in
Into the hole he’d dug himself
Audience around him
Thought he was so cool
Let it get to his head
Told him
So much
So many times
Islam was more
Rich
Valuable
But he didn’t listen
Wasted his life
Living a lie
Dwelling in the gap
Where Islam should have been
But now replaced by life
By amusement
When his soul deserved
More
He reached the top
Only to find
There was nothing there
But emptiness
And the hell of a life
People lived.
He watched movies
Listened
To music
When he could’ve used
A couple of prayers
To brush up those
Mountain-sized sins
I saw him
Fall deeper and deeper
Desperate for help
Yet somehow not managing to realize
That he had fallen
Entertained
By freedom
Mistook life
For the end
When it was only the beginning
My heart broke
Wanting to do something
To make him stop
Digging himself deeper
But everywhere I turned
I saw a dead end
A stop sign
Flashing in my face
I was trapped
I tried to reach out
Tell him to hold on
Tell him I could lift him up
But he refused
He was too far down
For me to reach
He continued to live
Lies
Sins
And thought it was
Perfection
Thought it was
The truth
Yet he had mistaken the truth for lies
And lies for the truth
He had given up Islam
For a life
Of amusement
And I shivered
Knowing what would come
Dark days
Fire of hell
Stared him in the face
What a waste
Of such a young life.
8 thoughts:
Salam malekat.
Sorry to hear that you've been feeling down...I'll make dua for you, Insha Allah. And don't worry tomorrow's going to be different. :)
Plus, What an amazing poem full of meaning! It was nice reading it. Masha Allah. And don't worry too much about it - Allah guides those whom He wills. :)
Luv you,
Quick It Girl :)
Thank you for sharing this deeply thoughtful poem. It's a powerful reminder for us all.
Malekat, I was wondering where you had disappeared too.
I am sad to hear that you are feeling down, that makes 2 of us. Here's a hug for you Malekat *HUG*
and also a cyber kick *KICK* to put a smile back on your face (:
When I am feeling down, I always TRY to remember that Allah does not burden us, He doesnt test us with more than we can endure.
So remember that girl, you're strong!
Also, you have a way with words. I connected to that person you wrote about in the poem. Love ya.
Awww malekat, I hope something can lift your spirits up again. I know how it feels like and it sucks (I think that is a mild word to use)- but hey, I am sure you have read in the Quran that there will be relief after going through any difficulties.. so I hope this will just go away pretty soon :(
-BIG HUG-
and oh yes, really nice poem! You are creative masyaAllah. Good reminder for us too!
AWW, my lovely sis...I feel what you feel, your sadness is like mine...if you feel so lonely, just remember Allah, me, sister in Islam, sisters in the orphan's home...and then you will not feel alone again...btw, I really like your poem...
Salams!
Hope you feel better soon! remember that Allah loves you and is watching over you. I can relate very much to your poem-- teenage life is not easy, especially for a muslim trying to do the right thing!
Assalam malekat
Alhamdulillah ! Its a beautiful poem. :)
you have written it beautifully, . . .
well, my dear. . . Hope you are feeling better now. . . Read a lot of darood. . . . It calms the heart. . . .
and well, bout the poem, . . . See, its good to try to get people to the right path. . . And i know it feels bad when people keep gettin lost in sin. . . But dont work yourself up. . . god Himself says that He has sealed the hearts and minds of some. . . They will never return to the right path. . .
dont let such people sadden you in a way that starts affecting your life. . . Oki? ?
keep smiling gal :)
Allah hafiz
MashAllah!! Your posts are so beautiful. I can relate to that poem! I see people close to me and I want to help them but somethings just bringing them down and they won't accept it. And I agree with Quick it girl, Allah Guides whom he Wills.
Much lovee <33 Salam =)
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