Dear you,

Are we not contempt with what God gave us all?
Pasturing herds of sheep on a forbidden land.
Devouring green grasses and grazing scented flowers.
Mustering sorrow in the hearts of children of heaven with traces of petals.
In every path the sheep herded

Our lives has been destined in a divine circumstances.
Is it right to succumb to fallacious feelings?
Only when uncertain doubt over lapse mountains of vague hope.
Promise had been made. And promise to God are to keep.

Only one heart will break tonight.
Let it not be the innocent one.
For the non-deserving one have not deserved.
And those herds are still lingering.
Lingering vague hope of bliss and prosperity in those forbidden land.

Young and elderly chanting feast.
Chanting feast, in pleasing Almighty.
Opening door to what was before closed.
Cloaking heart from straying arrows.
Closing chapter to those endless search.

Give them their rights of joyful feast.
Fulfill every single promise there is to keep.
And be contempt with every blessings.
As feelings are lucid, hope is uncertain.

What are gowning bride without doubt.
While giving in to certainty often surmount to grievance.
Why give up honey and olive,
for a coarse bread hoping to taste the same.

Faithful servant will always unveil wisdom.
Behind those divine circumstances.
Groom those seven pounds for the feast.
Seal down the doubt. and Drift them to sea.

For I'll look ever forward. and never look back.
and you should too.

5 comment:

B. Arafia says:
at: May 7, 2011 at 7:21 PM said...

Masha'Allah ayub, did you write this? such a compelling piece :)

at: May 7, 2011 at 8:41 PM said...

Sometimes coarse bread is essential to survive. Sometimes doubt is knowledge. Sometimes arrows get stuck in hearts forever and sometimes promises were never meant.

Sometimes they can happen to me.

a.j. says:
at: May 7, 2011 at 9:40 PM said...

B.Arafia : Yes. Title is. Song of the solemnly sworn and the self scorn.

a.j. says:
at: May 7, 2011 at 9:49 PM said...

Anon : We'll get it over soon. inshaAllah. Whatever drifts, hopefully it'll shore when the time is right.

a.j. says:
at: May 7, 2011 at 9:50 PM said...

Anon: Happiness is for the patience one.