spontaneous combustion

i cannot help
but having

my soul curl up in another ball 
when

`she, again,
tries to melt my heart
with one more look

in my 
direction

 ~

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i feel so boring when i realize that i haven’t written in a while

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sharpening spears
i’m ready for the attack,

            “hello, how are you?” 

Dear Homeland

“Dear Homeland
… They shut me in a dark cell,
My heart glowed with sunny torches.
They wrote my number on the walls,
The walls transformed to green pastures,
They drew the face of my executioner,
The face was soon dispersed
With luminous braids.
I carved your map with my teeth upon the walls
And wrote the song of fleeing night.
I hurled defeat to obscurity
And plunged my hands
In rays of light.
They conquered nothing.
Nothing.
They only kindled earthquakes.”

Mahmoud Darwish

So, what did the Muslims do for the Jews?

thefortunatemuslim:

Islam saved Jewry. This is an unpopular, discomforting claim in the modern world. But it is a historical truth. The argument for it is double. First, in 570 CE, when the Prophet Mohammad was born, the Jews and Judaism were on the way to oblivion. And second, the coming of Islam saved them, providing a new context in which they not only survived, but flourished, laying foundations for subsequent Jewish cultural prosperity - also in Christendom - through the medieval period into the modern world.

Read the full article here.

Coming from a Jewish professor, posted on a Jewish website.
Pretty fascinating, and an interesting read.

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Kingdom of Heaven

  • Saladin: Will you yield the city?
  • Balian of Ibelin: Before I lose it, I will burn it to the ground. Your holy places, ours. Every last thing in Jerusalem that drives men mad.
  • Saladin: I wonder if it would not be better if you did. You will destroy it?
  • Balian of Ibelin: Every stone. And every Christian knight you kill will take 10 Saracens with him. You will destroy your army here and never raise another. I swear to God that to take this city will be the end of you.
  • [thinks]
  • Saladin: Your city is full of women and children. If my army will die, so will your city.
  • Balian of Ibelin: You offer terms. I ask none.
  • Saladin: I will give every soul safe conduct to Christian lands. Every soul --the women, the children, the old, and all your knights and soldiers, and your queen. Your king, such as he is, I leave to you, and what God will make of him. No one will be harmed. I swear to God.
  • Balian of Ibelin: The Christians butchered every Muslim within the walls when they took this city.
  • Saladin: I am not those men. I am Salahuddin! Salahuddin.
  • [thinks]
  • Balian of Ibelin: Then under these terms, I surrender Jerusalem.
  • Saladin: As-Salāmu `Alaykum.
  • Balian of Ibelin: And peace be with you.
  • [walks away]
  • Balian of Ibelin: What is Jerusalem worth?
  • Saladin: Nothing.
  • [walks away]
  • Saladin: Everything!
  • [smile to each other]

she flips everything

i am always at an unbalance - 

intoxication may be the biggest understatement to describe of when our electric skin meet. and any more words will only belittle the cherished moments. we must all learn the language of love to understand: anything else is but a poor translation 

of her touch opening my eyes to the world,

of sunlight making its way

to me 

from her

heart. 

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I cannot bare

to write

in FIXED

lines ~~

it seems imagination would offer

much

much

much

m
o
r
e
.
.

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a pause in life

greatnesslieswithin:

I cannot force myself to write,
just as I 
cannot force myself 
to feel.

and what is worse,

is that these ants 
crawling through 
my chipping bark

have numbed 
my heart,

and now, too,
have a hold on my 
words.

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itsallthereisleft:

Here I ache

Soot in between my legs

Waiting for the mountain

To climb over me

Until I am unearthed.

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,are you afraid of bleeding? (the truth hurts)

i am 
the scholar of the streets, 
who writes 
with 
a pocket knife

i can pen you a personal poem
that will tell you
a lot
about this
world, 

and, maybe, even
yourself -

but first, are you afraid 
of 
bleed
ing? 

ROM

retracing footsteps,
    praying     that i find that spot
   
      where we were happy,

“You need to wake up every morning asking yourself, ‘What am I going to do for Allah today?’ For, indeed, if you don’t have a plan to please Allah today, then you might as well go back to bed. Because you are not going to do any good for yourself, or you are not going to do any good for anyone else.” - Yusha Evans, A Transaction with Allah (swt)

Alhamdulilah, this is certainly something to strive for!
What more is there? 

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Yusha Evans

Allahu akbar!
I know this is just a snippet, but his whole reversion story is very beautiful. 

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greatnesslieswithin:

I am a Muslim

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