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
Micropoetry
Tyrant
Sometimes you find the perfect word To utter something cold It comes to show you who you’d be Had you discovered gold
Encrusted
My heart is caked with many layers Of this filth and grime It’s dripping with the sins that I have Gathered over time
Driftwood
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
Hard To Find
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
Grateful
It’s only a blessing if you’re grateful for it If you’re grateful for it it’s a blessing
Unwilling
Has a greater calamity been sent Than the unwillingness to find A reason to repent
Dustbound
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
Surf
Beware the currents of doubt And the undertow of kufr Sometimes it's not enough That you can swim
Quietly
The peace that we long for And the hope that we seek Lies in those who prefer silence When the ignorant speak