Friday, 19 December 2014

A weakening heart

Who are you?
- A human
No, I asked who are you?
- A woman
I asked who are you?
- A muslim!
The question was answered, the voice was tough.
Baffled reaction, exasperated they looked.
Falon i was not,
Then why that look?
Is being a muslim a crime?

My religion is as pious as yours,
My book is as echt as yours,
My Allah belongs not only to me, but to you too, Then why do i deserve that reaction on revealing my roots to you?

The evil is dumb, deaf and blind,
Cannot see the truth behind (quran)
Are you like him too?
Then why look at me like that, what did I do?

I pray like you, I enunciate truth like you,
Then why do I look like an evil to you?

I give to poors, my book asks me to,
I dont obliguy on others, my book asks me not to,
I dont drink, My almighty orders me not to,
I take care of my neighbors, so they take care of theirs too,
A better society that will build, a good country that shall make.
Then why? Why do I deserve that look?

Evils kill in the name of my religion,
But does Islam sanction it?
Will my allah forgive them?
No. They shall never be forgiven.
Allah has no place for felons in his jannah,
Then why you look at me like that?

I am a normal humanbeing , I follow Allah's path, path of righteousness , of truth and of peace.

No look can shake my roots, but it can surely weaken my heart.

Thursday, 4 December 2014

Sometimes I forget

Sometimes I forget,
I am not the only one,
I am not the only one breathing,
I am not the only beautiful.

Sometimes I forget,
I am not the only one given that award,
I am not the only singer and I am not the only dancer.

Sometimes I forget,
I am not the only one with a beautiful family,
I am not the only one happy.

And then,
Sometimes in joy I dance , love, laugh and live,
Believing that yes I am one of the blessed ones,
And then I understand,
Sometimes forgetting is so much better.