How free are birds, thye fly, fly and fly and they spend life flying, flying and flying ........to destinations unknown and known.
Birds have wings to fly from pain, from loneliness and boredom and to the horizons of courage and mystery!
When I will be a bird?
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Rains and Sadness!
whenever their are rains, a film of sadness transcends over my heart and around me is only veneer of sadness overtaking all the facts of life.
Rains and sadness are like clouds, sometimes they mere hover around and then they unleash their fury like a storm in hte ocean.
Rains will always be htere and silence of sadness will also be there!
Rains and sadness are like clouds, sometimes they mere hover around and then they unleash their fury like a storm in hte ocean.
Rains will always be htere and silence of sadness will also be there!
Monday, July 20, 2009
Sin!
Sin from a plateu turns on a flat pitch........then drags downwards......a never ending abyss. This is the hell........result of our actions. May Allah give us courage to face allures of sin..Ameen.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Sleepless Nights! (Corrected)
Sleepless Nights!
I dream of sleep and when I sleep I dream of being awoken! I chase the shadows which have not risen yet and I construct the shadows in my heart and they pierce deep in my soul to lacerate myself .
The pangs of searching the destination and yearning for a journey of a free destination allude me like the mirage alludes the passengers in desert.
I can not look beyond my self but can think of stars beyond the comprehension and reach of human gadgets... so is my expanse less than a grain of sand and vaster than the entire universe. I am in journey , a joureny which has begun since times immemorial and will end at indefinite limits of time.
The imagination dwarfs myself in eyes of action and ideas rage like a jungle fire to consume myself and environs to transform the nothingness into being ... absurdity at the same time. The duality of action is in my spirit and I am grappling with this giant since I was born in physical essence and in spiritual realm thousands of years ago and in future with its own limits of extrapolation and inertia at the same time. I am steeped in between flight and stagnation , my steps are moving backward and forward at the same time..........oh I am not moving! But this immobility soon will pass and from behind the dark clouds sun will rise and there will be light. The ligth will enlighten me and my surroundings and wait will be over as finding oneself in light is the essence of search ... and search continues. It neevr stops , even inertia is a stage of search..
I dream of sleep and when I sleep I dream of being awoken! I chase the shadows which have not risen yet and I construct the shadows in my heart and they pierce deep in my soul to lacerate myself .
The pangs of searching the destination and yearning for a journey of a free destination allude me like the mirage alludes the passengers in desert.
I can not look beyond my self but can think of stars beyond the comprehension and reach of human gadgets... so is my expanse less than a grain of sand and vaster than the entire universe. I am in journey , a joureny which has begun since times immemorial and will end at indefinite limits of time.
The imagination dwarfs myself in eyes of action and ideas rage like a jungle fire to consume myself and environs to transform the nothingness into being ... absurdity at the same time. The duality of action is in my spirit and I am grappling with this giant since I was born in physical essence and in spiritual realm thousands of years ago and in future with its own limits of extrapolation and inertia at the same time. I am steeped in between flight and stagnation , my steps are moving backward and forward at the same time..........oh I am not moving! But this immobility soon will pass and from behind the dark clouds sun will rise and there will be light. The ligth will enlighten me and my surroundings and wait will be over as finding oneself in light is the essence of search ... and search continues. It neevr stops , even inertia is a stage of search..
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