Love's Subtle Actions

Its interesting how love wraps its hands around your wounded-ness
caresses the pain away with the slightest touch
Oh, what a feeling! Oh, how it makes me blush!
Sometimes it serenades me to sleep in the darkness of night
Settles secretly next to me subtly


A Folklore to be Told

You whispered to me
as my head rested upon your chest
as the stars and the moon witnessed this Most Divine intervention
me, you, stood isolated from the world, but most present to everyone
and the air was cold, but your words were most warm and soothing
and I didn’t want to leave, to go
To forget the feeling of locked eyes, inviting conversation, and a warm heart
Our bodies touched, your hands interlocked with mines, our hearts and souls in sync, our pain collapsing into love set aflame, sending doubts and uncertainties asunder
that night, a folklore was made, to be remembered, to be retold by generations to come

Saturday Night's Final Thoughts

Assalamu alaykom (Peace Be Upon You),

Over the last week I have found myself going skating on a daily-basis to let off some steam, but it wasn’t until I pulled out my prayer-rug and read Qur’an that I found true contentment. It was a different kind of contentment. It’s a kind of contentment that is reassuring. I’ve thought about the Eid and how I may have to pass on attending the Eid-prayer on Tuesday, inshALLAH due to a science-lab that I have on the morning of the Eid. I’ve never missed an Eid’s prayer since I’ve been Muslim, but I guess this time will be an exception. It kills me, but it’s just a choice I may have to make, inshALLAH. I absolutely love celebrating the Eid (the day of happiness/festivity) with others. I usually get a new outfit, go out to attend the morning-prayer, and do things afterwards in celebration of the day. InshALLAH, I will still celebrate the Eid, but I may just miss the prayer- which is the best part for me. It’s so moving and exciting. I absolutely love it. It’s a beautiful beginning for the start of an Eid. So, I’m not sure what I’m going to do. Allah knows best! I will pray about this.

However, I read Surah Hajj and Surah Muminoon over the last two hours and found myself just startled. Why startled? I don’t know. Just reading Qur’an just makes you slow down and think about the bigger picture. We are all going through our own issues and problems and Qur’an reminds us that life on Earth isn’t a paradise. We are here to strive and worship. However, don’t get it twisted and think we have to be angels because we aren’t. We are human-beings dealing with the trials and tribulations of life.

“To Him (God/Allah) belongs what is in the heavens and what is on the earth. And indeed, Allah is the Free of need, the Praiseworthy” -22:64

I’m not perfect and will never claim to be, but I am very much an individual that seeks to live a life in a way that offers meaning. There’s this reality that while we enjoy the life of this world there is the life of the hereafter. In Islam, there aren’t saints. There aren’t monasteries or convents. So, there is no such thing as withdrawing from the world because a Muslim should be able to balance the world and their spiritual-life. And this is a trial for many because some have taken much of this world as their final resting place when it’s not. In between living life, there are the five-daily prayers. In between having a good time, there are obligations we must give to others. Our spouses have rights over us. Our neighbors have rights over us. Our children have rights over us. Our parents have rights over us. Our pets have rights over us. Our Lord have rights over us. We have to always strike that balance, so right now…I’m trying to strike that balance.

Sometimes I find myself dipping my hands in too many things at once. In doing this, I cause myself to get burnt out and to just withdraw from people. Many times when I get overtly stressed out, I just write, skate or just listen to something. It’s my therapy. In many ways, this is my reason for blogging. It’s a form of therapy. It’s a form of self-expression. Not only is it self-expression, but it’s something that I enjoy. And sometimes, I just like to be by myself. I like to sit out in nature and just watch the world around me. I do many things, but I also isolate myself too. I like to seek that balance between my social and personal-life. It’s quite important for me to reflect on my personal-life. I believe I am like this because of Islam. Islam really humanizes me. It makes me look at the world as a whole. Also, it causes me to look at my own life and the relationships that I have with others. It strips me of everything and causes me to think critically about myself. And this is what I need. This is what we all need. We just need to sometimes be real with ourselves and not lie about the reality of our lives and how we live them.

Just some Saturday night’s thoughts.

As We Tango Our Love

The moon’s tantalizing light caught us

dancing beneathe its stars

Bodies rockin’

Swayin’ to the sweet sounds

of latin jazz

with the fusion of african drums

our hearts beating


As the smell of your dark, mystifying and euphoric cologne

entices me

seducin’ my body to tango with yours

intoxicated to the brim with the taste of your lips

Adrenaline rushing as our bodies make melodic love under these stage lights

setting the scene to our own show

the temperature rises as we come center-stage

Allowing the night to veil us in that secret place

in which we called our own

driving each other wild

as the pace of those drums had quickened

finding our bodies sweaty, aroused

with our clothes soaked in intense, sensual passion

the air smelled of something like love and euphoria

enchanting our hearts to murder each other

resurrecting in each other’s kisses

Captivating one another to hold tighter

to cling

to firmly grasp each other’s bodies

as if the the world was ending

and the judgment day was here

and the flames of hell were seeping through the cracks of Earth

We were going to dance the night away

Fill our hearts up with this blissful enchantment

Dive head-first into this sea of boundaryless rapture

and confiscate each other’s heart

And tango like there was no tomorrow.