What is it?

What?Why you looking at me that way? Do you see something in my eyes, as you scope my face? Do you have deep subliminal thoughts mesmerizing your mind, as you stare at me? What do you want to do? What are you thinking about, and why do you always look at me like that? I feel your eyes piercing through my body, like you want me, so stop talkin' to me through your eyes, and touch me, kiss me, make me call your name, just so I can know what your thinking?

I miss you...

Everyday I think of you and how you walk around trying to avoid me. When I see your face in my mind, when I close my eyes, I get an instant reason to smile. I know it hasn't been long since you've been away, but I just want to let you know your being missed.

Blue Notes

I hear all of these songs because of what Im going through. When I cry, my tears are notes. My tears are lyrics, my tears are tracks,and beats when I cry.Please don't tell me to dry my eyes, because the cloud keeps hovering over me. My eyes swelter from these tears, I feel hurt, depressed,and sad all the time. I need to go somewhere, where it's ok to start all over again. Let me go.

Just Being Honest

What would you say? How would you feel?Why do you constantly hold back? Are you afraid of the consequences that you may face in certain situations, after you've stated your case? We keep dodging the vital questions, that force us to be true. Are you afraid of hurting me?Am I afraid of hurting you? True feelings crowd our hearts, but the words are too crucial to form. We say we want the truth, but we both know we're not strong enough to handle it. Please let me know now, because whether it's going to hurt or not, at least I'll know that I can trust you.

Your's Truly

Truly Im yours. Hold up, what am I saying? Why should I be using those terms so freely? What is it about you, that gives me the liberty, to refer to myself as yours? Am I your property, have we signed some form of contract, an arrangement, some aggreement, that has made me utterly commit my all to you. And if so what are you doing on your part, that makes me feel that its ok being committed to you? Do we have some form of respect here, or are you my warden, and I your prisoner? I refuse to continue stating my loyalty and committment to you, if you aren't capable of giving this back in return. Do we have a partnership, and if so are we each dedicating committment, loyalty, communication, and support for one another. But if not, and this is a one way street, then I've found myself headed in the wrong direction, and need to make a right turn.



A right turn towards finding myself, and figuring out how I let myself be capable of being led away from all that I stand for. I am a proud woman. One who is able to stand in front of sheer power, and be judged knowing, that my all was giving in the name of the most high. That I am the descendant of what is real, and pure, and that the uttermost mercy and patience has been bestowed on me, because I have been guided in the right direction, and have been given the strength not to turn away from what is naturally difficult.Enough for me to be able to make it easy for myself, to give my all to, so if I am ordained to be committing myself to be truly anyone's, I am truly a servant of Allah.

Consciousness

Yes! I am an opened minded being, that allow the cosmic ray's to filter the darker matter that contains my very essences, down to the atom. My open-minded thoughts see no color they travel with the speed of no color, that means I only see in color. That is a beautiful thing.... so try to be open-minded.....

Thank you for reading.

Wileek

Thoughts of a Muslimah

Life of A Muslimah

Alhamdulilah, my deen has grown stronger through the years. However, I still am very cautious as to the many challenges I am faced with in today's society. I feel like I have to constantly tell people that I am not a terrorist...." Just because I cover my hair in wearing a hijaab, doesn't exactly mean that I am plotting to let something explode under my over garment"... I am an intellectual a person that's trying to make it through these harsh economic times, just like the next person. But I feel that I am not successful in going forward beyond the interview process, not because I have a degree and demand more money, but because I wear hijaab and you fear the unknown. So many times I hear myself saying..." I don't mind questions, because I'd rather someone asks then to assume and continue in their ignorance of what the newspapers have told them, or how the 5 o'clock news depicts Muslims. It has occurred to me time after time again, that I am defeated in this world, which keeps me grounded and devoted to my faith because it is divinely written that" After difficulty comes ease". Which is why I pray that my struggles and constant sacrifice are revealed when I meet with my maker- The Almighty-Allah, and make Dua' in asking him to let my face be brightened on the day of Judgement,and the records of my Deeds given to me in my right hand so that I can find my place in the hereafter on the day of YomaAkree, and I continue to forever be a servant of Allah and be rewarded in Paradise.