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The Masked Dreams...
I had once dreamed of teaching this concept that I thought was essential,
after which I figured my personality..
It was one of the dreams, like the many feelings and
thoughts that would have been considered irrational,
so I was determined to find a group who would appreciate my work..a group I could
refer to as my family...
Throughout my life, had I continuously tried and failed,
I thought my feelings will remain concealed within my skin and bones,
because..it was always the wrong people behind whom I had often trailed,
the ones who would later throw me to the side..and blow me off with curt, flat tones....
It made me cry, this cruel world in which I live,
I felt the enveloping darkness suffocate me and take over my heart,
But the One Existence Who was the Planner had sent me people who were
always positive,
who always were there for me when I was torn apart...
The dream of mine was to preach Islam,
my soul reason for existence had I wished to complete:
Enjoining good, forbidding evil, and greeting with Salam,
I wanted to reinforce the concept of the Islamic way to greet...
And here I am, on a site I call my home,
a distraction it sure is (),which consists of my favorite community,
the first place where I saw the bond of Brotherhood reform,
I'm so glad! I finally found my family!
And yet, to add to the happiness here,
a newly purified soul..a new sister steps in..reading the Shahadah (Emma13)
and finally, she courageously makes herself declare:
Ash-hadu anna la Ilaha illAllah, wa Ash-hadu Anna Muhammedur-Rasulullah!
So what I learned was that the world is not wholly cruel,
because in the huge shadow of darkness is a Guiding Light,
it's our perception, how we view the World with a confused soul,
but deep inside, we all know that in one way or the other, we
can force ourselves to choose what's Right...
Let's hold hands and release the sorrow, the hopes and
the dreams that lay masked,
Let's take a huge step as one, promoting and maintaining the Brotherhood,
Yes! We can express ourselves, whether or not we're asked,
because there's this small part of the world that still cares..and will always
help you feel good..
-knowitall10-
-Thursday, 06/06/2013-
I don't know if the brother/sister had meant it, but I wrote this poem based on the saying:
I learned that the world didn't see the inside of you, that it didn't care a whit about the hopes and dreams, & sorrows, that lay masked...
masked by skin and bone. It was as simple, as absurd and as cruel as that...
The quote had a huge impact on me..it was an eye-opener because I have only recently experienced the cruelty of the world...which is why I wrote the poem...it was the only way I could express myself..and the people mentioned know who they are, although I'm tagging but a few
Raweeha sumaiyarox:) cyclone94 Zari geek101 Soldier313 PhyZac LorenzoInDiviDuaLisT biba gary221 Al-Anoud 1995@10Sept fantastic girl Happy Muslimah muslimah here Nibz, badrobot14 Nayya Hassan @everyone on this forum.
Thank you very much for being the most special people in my life...especially you...Emma13 and Raweeha