'Scruple'

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Blest surprises,

Profuse smiles,

Like blooms in snow,

Feeling preserved,

Forlorn drowning, deferred?

Morning dew for dying,

Or perky grass defying, frosty gloom,

Your vigor ~

~ My love.

 

The bliss in laughter,

Nature matures heedlessly,

Sweetness unwonted,

Peccable passion,

Blind sense of reliance,

Trusting hearts,

Shear favoritism,

 Oh wait.....

......No judgment endowed.


The prism of life,

That exhaustive shine,

Another beginning,

Chance rendered,

Questing an approbation,

...........Would I or Wouldn't I

Be deified ~ cherished

Or

Penalized for trusting.

"بِسْمِ اللهِ، تَوَكَّلْتُ عَلَى اللهِ، وَلَا حَوْلَ وَلَا قُوَّةَ إِلَّا بِاللهِ"

Bismillaahi, tawakkaltu 'alallaahi, wa laa hawla wa laa quwwata ‘ illaa billaah.
In the Name of Allah, I have placed my trust in Allah, there is no might and no power except by Allah.

(Abu Dawud 4/325, At-Tirmidhi 5/490)

'Acquittal'

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Agony of presence,

A spatial quandary,

Of non existence,

While I lurk in existence,

The wandering soul,

Am I alive?

I feel not.

 

They say, I am

When, I am not.

It’s the dilemma!

Resurrection??

A trick or truth

Magician’s sleight of hand?

Or just an illusion of fate.

 

My passing on,

The bleeding heart,

The enshrouded body,

The impaired soul,

It’s gone…

The miracle or more

Aptly, a portent fact.

 

I am here,

Lost and confused,

The nightly mirk,

The unbounded thoughts,

The self disgust,

Taking on me,

A toll I can't pay.

 

Waiting,

For your mercy,

The limitless compassion,

A sign, a hopeful ray,

Forgiveness, only

Your grace,

Make me worthy.

 

Pure me again,

Instill the spirit,

A life, devout

To You.

Till then,

I am Alive

..........But feel not.