Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Nausea







For no one to see,
for no soul to intrude,
all you have to say,
is
just let it be. :')
In happiness,
the tears
will roll down your old creeks.
You'll remember now,
not to make way again,
ever.
And in that state,
you pursue to be.
Only to know
One day you don't know the skies no more.
You have ceased to be.
Is it good or bad?
You can not see.
All you see is -
The tears bid you goodbye;
and here you are: RobJ
Freshly wrapped,
for the wide eyed world to see.
You see,
you gotta see harder. F
For you've been told stories of people who have eyes, yet cannot see.
That's how the world ought to be.
But you, my dear one, don't give away to the designs of others.
To Allah we belong, and to Him alone is the return.
Remember that,
always.
Carry the Quran in your heart.
Light up the darkened alleys.
Love,
beyond.

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