Salvation XIV

Though we trek on this path alone,
Our souls unite us under His vibrant light.
We are never astray,
never fearful,
for we cower not under the Sun of Virtue.
He bonds us to those we cherish;
He provides us brawn when we have none;
and in the most shrouded of places,
He leads us.
For He observes all,
Discerns all,
His love relentless.
He defends us so that we could defend others;
and we will ascend,
a Flame flickering in His Hearth,
Glowing and liberated.

Salvation XIII

Although you abused me emotionally and used me to near depletion, I still worry about you. I hope you’re eating enough. I hope that you find a place to call your own. I hope that you find what you seek in life. I don’t want you to die. I will always care for you, even if I have accepted the fact that I can never let you inside my heart ever again.

Salvation XII

I know that I gave you a hard time for the last several weeks. I tried so hard to push you away, to scare you off. But you’re still here. I hope to God that you will always stay. I didn’t think we would make it this far. You pulled me out of my comfort zone. I thought only darkness awaited me. I was wrong. A blinding beacon of light enticed my very soul. I am drawn to you like a moth to a flame. The fire illuminates my life in a way I never thought imaginable. I yearn for your embrace. I have dreamt of us making love everyday since desire resurfaced. We are both survivors, battered, broken… but together, we can be… Salvation.

Salvation XI

“Do you think every person in the world is part of one huge cluster? And that we’re all tied together somehow? Even total strangers?” I think so because of the farmers who supply our grocery stores or politicians who can alter our nation in even the most subtle ways all contribute to the cluster. The economy, social media, air travel, the fine arts, music, movies… everything! In a way, it’s a bit comforting to know we are all the same species. There must be far worse malevolent forces in the universe apart from ourselves. We must band together to save our planet and all its inhabitants. There’s only one Sun, one Moon, one me, and one you. There’s such little time to prove just how much we appreciate each other. Although, one connection between a certain set of people may indeed vary in frequency compared to another, I must ascertain the notion that these dark secrets and ulterior motives that do occur in a much larger scale, all derive from distorted desires. Disappointment and needs that failed to be met, especially during childhood, are to blame for such atrocities. If there was a way to satisfy everyone’s needs (apply equity to our everyday lives), we may be able to ultimately dispose of corruption. You must have faith, not just during the miracles, but even when there aren’t any.

Salvation IX

I         II       III       IV       V       VI      VII       VIII

Peering at life through a keyhole,
You’re more refined than you’ve ever been before,
But you still have more wisdom and experience to acquire.
Trembling like a god,
Holding up half the sky to say
That you can’t do it on your own.
Just because you stumble and lose your way,
It doesn’t mean you’re lost forever.
Sometimes we all need a little help.
Compassion makes you chary.
Yet you still can see beyond the walls
They made their homes from their pasts many years ago.
Their torment overwhelms you.
It seems easier to give in to the mayhem you uncover,
But it’s not their pain you’re afraid of,
It’s your own.
And as frightening as that may be,
That desolation will make you stronger.
If you allow yourself to intuit the sorrow –
Encompass it –
It will make you more powerful than you can ever imagine.
It’s the most cogent gift to have,
To bear their agony without falling apart,
And resilient empathy is born from the most human power…
Hope.

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Salvation VIII

Salvation I

Salvation II

Salvation III

Salvation IV

Salvation V

Salvation VI

Salvation VII

Anyone is capable of great benevolence and great evil,
Good deeds are hardly altruistic,
But they’re still good deeds,
No matter what background –
Or terrible upbringing –
You may blame for being half-alive.
Even in the deepest depths of despair lies such a benign unknown,
The beauty in this world indeed exists.
I’ve witnessed it a few times myself.
It may seem nugatory and scarce,
Yet losing faith in the beautiful uncertainties in life
Would hurt tenfold compared to any pain that evil can ever inflict upon you.
You are entitled to your own destiny.
The fork in the road lies bare
To a flow chart of decisions.
So where will you go from here?

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Salvation VII

Salvation I     Salvation II     Salvation III    Salvation IV    Salvation V     Salvation VI

There will always only be one such existence as yourself.
You are nobody else…
That is why everything you do –
Or touch
Or construct
Or modify
– is something only you and you alone could have done.
Just by breathing,
even if just a little,
you changed the world around you for the better.
You may be despondent,
but the world you live in will continue to go on.
The home to this insane and magnificent guild –
the world that your life itself has changed,
no matter how paltry.
You exist as a fragile,
porcelain gear amongst many within the turning of the world clock.
A person’s life isn’t defined by grand accomplishments.
There’s no need to further pursue a timeless quest to justify your existence,
Or anyone else’s for that matter…
You are alive!
Does that not itself give meaning to your life?

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Salvation VI

Salvation:
I II III IV V

I really admire the people who are closer towards pursuing their own salvation than I am.
There’s no need to be envious or to posthaste.
It’s harder to chant the truth that I’m ahead of some like some are of me.
The pursuit of happiness isn’t a race.
It’s a herd of lamb led by a shepherd.
Our wool upon our backs vary in weight.
Our hooves are different in girth and shape.
However it’s our goals that allow us to persevere through our shortcomings.
We’re all born in glass houses and opposable thumbs make it effortless to throw stones.
Look at how imperfect we are!
Blurred silhouettes of lamb-men hybrids consumed by the desire to be normal.

If no one else can see it

Good morning to my expressive fallen angels! What do you have planned for this weekend? So today, I woke up recalling the times when I still lived with my mother. I remember sometimes she would get her hair done. Beautifully styled to compliment the women on the shows on TV Land we used to watch together. Why did this random memory resurface today? I notice that my first thought of the day usually composes of either my ex or my mother. The two people who hurt me the most are the two people I once loved the most. The pain has been nullified as the time goes by but pain demands to be felt. My mother hid her beauty under a hijab (a shawl muslim women wear to cover their scalps). My ex hid his heart within the abysmal darkness that made up his walls. I’m not like them. I take pleasure in that fact. I don’t repress anything. My heart and my masculine beauty may be hidden by most but not all. I am not a generalization. I understand that if most people can’t see the real me, then it’s because I don’t let them get to know me. This loneliness is eating me alive but I forgot how to live any other way. I’m an introvert. Apart from you, my fallen angels, only my therapist has access to my rantings. But who am I to you? Who are you to me? Does it really matter if no one can see it? I’m just a fabricated leviathan easily slain. I think very highly of myself but I’m only human. One fatal draw of fate can end my time in this world. My body is merely a vessel of biblical proportions. Then again, I’m relying on belief that this life is worth living. Nothing is proven. But to sum it all up, perhaps loneliness is one of the truest things there is and whether or not I let myself establish external connections with others makes no difference either way. Maybe I’m right or maybe it’s just another theory piled on infinite other postulates by other Philosophers. At least I know for myself where my salvation came from. I can only hope that you find yours too, if you haven’t done so already. Age is no correlation to when you’ll discover it. Time treats the soul differently. With that positive note, I wish you all a wonderful day! Over and out.

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