Micropoetry

If it’s one of those days
you reach for a clothes hanger
and it breaks as you fetch it
and you think to yourself:
“I didn’t do anything”

Banish it with a thought
heeding it as a sign
maybe it’s one of those days
when you break a thing 
though you don’t mean to

Sometimes you find the perfect word
To utter something cold
It comes to show you who you’d be
Had you discovered gold

My heart is caked with many layers
Of this filth and grime
It’s dripping with the sins that I have
Gathered over time

Hold on to your driftwood faith
As the skies turn gray
Let the tide of Allah’s Name 
Wash every doubt away

On to sandy shores again
You’re returning to
Tolerate your driftwood friend
Or is it biding you

If you still haven’t found
What you’re looking for
Then sit down, close your eyes
Helps to shut the door

Turn your heart to the Light
Whence comes everything
Take a breath and believe
In the hope of spring

Start afresh on your quest
Leave it all behind
It may be you’re the one
That is hard to find

It’s only a blessing if you’re grateful for it
If you’re grateful for it it’s a blessing

Has a greater calamity been sent
Than the unwillingness to find
A reason to repent

You know all that garbage you spew
There’s a reason it came to be
And if you had paid attention then you
Would undoubtedly come to see:

You alone are the greatest sign
That you have a long way to go
Sit down in the dust poor khalid a while
It’s purer than you’ll ever know

Beware the currents of doubt
And the undertow of kufr
Sometimes it's not enough
That you can swim

The peace that we long for
And the hope that we seek
Lies in those who prefer silence
When the ignorant speak