You lay upon that ledge of death and grabbed My hand, I begged you not to let it go, But saw the razor edge of…

I have no tears left to shed for you, No sympathetic words slide off my tongue, The salty streams of sympathy you’re due Evaporate upon…

It’s fascinating how a stone may lie Deep  down beneath a hundred miles of earth, And stay there as a billion years go by To…

I’ve strolled this river often thinking why I find myself attracted to its shore, And after some such strolling, can’t deny The reasons why it…

The thing about forgetfulness is that A creature that someone believes you know Has left the rocky perch where once it sat And wandered off…

I tried to capture into the confines of a sonnet the gist of Shaykh Amin’s insights into the conclusory verses of Surah Al-Qasas (the chapter of…

There aren’t so many things I cannot stand, But of the ones I cannot stand at all Are: handshakes feeling like they’ll break my hand,…

This sonnet was inspired by an exegesis of the opening verses of Surah Al-Qasas (The Story). Shaykh Amin describes the inspiration sent to the pious…

A lunchtime sonnet to parents out there getting anxious about their babies’ walking/talking abilities :-). Why all this haste to see a baby walk! Are…

You ever see a face you’ve seen before, Then start to wonder when or where that was? You glance askance while lined up at the…