My Post on Al Hiba Magazine


My past cannot be retrievable, cannot be reversible

the imprints are still there, which determines my story

it  determines who I am, it doesn’t seems like a fairy tale

I wish I can go back once and pick up the crumbs of ifs and buts

the  chants of complains and nuisance of negativity

the uproars  of hopelessness and discomforts of despair

the burden of countless expectations from myself and others

the world became a gloomy and lonely place for years

the positivity seems to shatter, the true passion disappeared

the wave of darkness overcame the joys and cheers

the circle of trust was weakened, the hopes and dreams shattered

life was meaningless, clueless, worthless, and senseless

why it happened what  was the reason behind all this distress

may be it was the lack of trust on the Lord

may be it was too much trust on one own’s self

may be it was the shackles of  ingratitude leaving me heartless and cold

may be the reward of every hardship in the hereafter was forgotten

may the real purpose of this life was stolen by the glitters of this world

then I realized that the Lord never burdens the soul what it can’t bear

He is with you, He holds you, He calms you , He is always there  for you

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