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The Scented Sands I write to you before my slumber, And I seek your answer before the day. For the coward's eyes never sleep, never rest, As I watch you crumble, what am I to say? You haunt my thoughts, and you thrive in my heart, For the blood that's spilled, you are more than worth. But my...

Longing for redemption My company remains my wandering heart, As the candles burn a sombre glow. The night a thief that steals my time, As the tears from my eyes continue to flow. I talk to my heart in hope it'll respond, But silence, its response, empty in tone. I try again, as my hope slowly...

The Storyteller Once upon a night filled time, Sounds eluded my distracted hearing. Occupied with the thought of gaining some rest, My heart at ease — no longer fearing. My soul pours out a subtle sigh, As I drop myself against a wall. As I drag my rifle towards my side, Another one...

Stranger's World Skies dispersed, Blueness fades. Stubborn hearts, At guard with spades. A world of madness, Ignoring our sorrow. Missing their target, They plot for tomorrow. Broken smiles, Hidden tears. Out my window, My soul still peers. World for a stranger, Unknown...

Pure I remember her tranquil, bluish eyes, Shimmering like the stars, that hang above. It's been too long, since I've gazed upon them, How sweet she was to befriend and love. I rest myself against my pack, The chill of the night begins to numb my core. The crackling of the fire the...

Land of the White Minaret Freedom sounds while a whisper travels, And floats on a road that hugs the towns. The land of the white minaret is calling, But it's whisper fails to convince the crowns. I see the red that paints the walls, The floors and hands, and all the clothes. But I...

Heart of Iron My Lord, You know of the tears I withhold, In hope that my smile will obscure my pain. But truth be told, my eyes are heavy, Like a heart of iron with an eroding chain. My path now set - my steps do fade, Forgotten by all, but I desire no remembrance. My freedom encased...

Longing Hope I looked into my heart in search of love, For longing has fallen into the depths of my soul. Captured and immersed - I grasped it tightly, A prisoner to hope - within me a hole. Pondering for hours while gazing above, The clouds floating by like the thoughts in my mind...

She stayed in the rain Her sweetness entices my wandering senses, As her eyes are felt by my struggling heart. A collapsing heave accompanies my tears, As I ready myself to begin to part. My eyes are racing to catch her beauty, As the sounds of battle continue to blaze. Blurred...

Light of the fireflies It's light had touched the tips of the hills, On a night when the moon was entangled with lamps. Every step I proceeded, felt as if it were ages, While seeing some fireflies huddled up in camps. The gravel beneath my worn out boots, Would screech and mix with the...

Note: the following is fiction and merely a reminder. I remind you O one who slumbers away from his kin, And feels as if there is no one to love. Your place of dwelling is common for believers, Imprisoned within walls like a cage with a dove. O one who resides without seeing his son...

Nation of sail Where has it gone and when shall it come? It's beauty has escaped the corner of my eye. Gone with its honour as its sweetness retreats, Woe to us who haven't answered it's cry. O nation of truth I long for your returning, Like a stranded man who longs for some water...

Following is fiction, however, I hope that it may inspire some compassion in people who are harsh towards their spouses: Uncertain The sweetness that seeps from your tranquil eyes, Will never be removed from my longing soul. Let not its yellowness seep out of despair, For the longing...

Strangers that fly The rumbling of the engine silenced by thought, As I sit with my brothers in the back of a truck. A mesmerizing time overcomes my soul, The feeling of happiness - my heart it struck. I grip my rifle with my dried out hands, Swaying sidewards every time we turn. The woodlands...

The believer's home By Abu Khattab By the glowing fire I read him a story, About the day when the believers shall enter their home. He lay on my chest as I held the book in my palms, As I stroked his hair as if my hand was a comb. The day was old and the night was born, As my son...

Pobeda blizka By Abu Khattab Your ice that covers the luscious green, Your mountains that are sewn to the clear, blue sky. Your forests that swarm the core of your heart, They've seen enough of the thick, red dye. I see a land that's seen too much, My sisters widowed - my brothers...

My soul. My demise. By Abu Khattab Who is it that will hold my hand, And guide me on a Day when the swarms shall come? Who is it that will come and make an excuse for me, When my book is dropped in my shaking left palm? What shall be asked to a man of corruption, After being forgiven he...

Free-verse (doesn't rhyme) Grey old day By Abu Khattab Swarming towards me like bees to a hive, Their colour of grey a familiar colour. Heavy and sluggish with my watery demise, They begin to open up all over me. The path beneath me records my steps, Of where I've been and to what...

Black Butterfly By Abu Khattab Float me away with the howling wind, Away from this place until I've forgotten it all. Allow me to fly from my demise at hand, And never let my wings to tire and stall. Sometimes I wish I were like a butterfly, A life so short yet so full of meaning. A...

Free-verse (doesn't rhyme) Isn't it time? By Abu Khattab Is it not time? I ask you O brother, That the saddles are placed and the swords are drawn? Is it not time for our tears to mean something? Instead of weeping over material that we surely can't grasp. Is it not time that we...