World of Words

Saturday, September 11, 2021

Nature's Canvas

Posted by HIBA on 11:40 AM in

It felt sinful to peep out at the sea. The calm melody it sung was heard and it put my heart to rest. The sky was blushing blue and crimson. As if the moon had not seduced enough, she hung down covering herself partially with what seem like a blanket of cotton. There was so much to be thankful for in this moment. So much to remind myself of the Artist behind this beautiful canvas of life.

Monday, August 16, 2021

Tormented Yearning.

Posted by HIBA on 10:07 PM in

Did the mountains call me, or are they echoing your cry for my presence?

Zuv, when shall this torment of yearning end, so that i shall find myself moving towards eternity? I feel death has come so long before i died. It has found an abode within me. And so i have a graveyard in my body. All i need is to take one step away from your memories and i shall drop dead, peacefully.

Maybe.

Posted by HIBA on 10:05 PM in

Maybe, just maybe on a parallel universe, or at a different time and space, I'd wake up, to the blessed sight of you, in serenity sleeping, with your gentle arms tucked by my waist. I'd be surprised and as everyday, to what deed have I been granted this. I'd stare, at how immensely yet out of full ease you breath, I'd want to shower you with kisses, but then my silence and stillness is a lullaby for you, and I should let it be. I wouldn't know what it is, when it is, how it is, but for you, I'd lie down, till you'd wake up and then like the breaking dawn, your smile would shine throughout out, illuminating my day and oh, madno! my soul!

Sunday, August 8, 2021

Moment Before.

Posted by HIBA on 11:08 PM in

There's a blade that cuts through my fingers as i spill these words, so if they are stained of red, my dear fret not they are only your sweet lady's rawness.

I don't want to be stopped, so amidst the struggle i wish to pen this here.

I want to devour your lips, like there shall be no end. But i am well aware neither you nor time shall be in my possession.

So let me enjoy and endure this painful moment i have that shall last as a memory for another decade or two, or until i meet lips that taste soulful and serene and better than yours. But for now, let me cherish this moment, right before we kiss, the one second where i anticipate and imagine what you shall be remembered for in the coming second. This fraction of second where my heart finds it hard to hold in and explodes, even before we've met and locked. This one moment, shall be the frame captured through my soul's window. My dearest, kiss me then.

Thursday, April 15, 2021

Ramadan 3 - Fajr Thoughts.

Posted by HIBA on 5:00 AM in

There's so much I want to tell you. It feels like everything in this world should pause so that we can have a conversation. Or maybe I shall pause myself and sit beside You. There's this heart that I want to place in Your hands first. I know the moment You shall hold it all my sorrows will vanish. Then there's my yearning to fill in the void within my heart. You and Your remembrance shall take place within the space. I shall be humbled with shame, tranquillity, and consciousness as You enter this one space that shall be my Abode.

We shall talk of my deeds, and I secretly pray and hope you will erase my sins in a speck of moment! For I do not have the courage or will in me to sit before You and respond to them. So clear my slate, and that's a seeking on its own.

Then we shall talk of this temporal journey I was sent down for. Of the moments You've been so close yet far. Of why some days I found it hard to cope even to breathe while some other days I was simply rejoicing with the provisions you've blessed me with.

We can then talk of where I shall rest. My desire is it to be under Your throne, for there shall be no better shade! Let me walk through fields and roads that will take me to the households of your favourites and their favourites.

At last, when I do meet You, I shall confess my love and feel a sense of fulfilment. A sense of closure for all that I was yearning and looking for. I shall be content with knowing, for once my love has been acknowledged by the Love itself.

So ya Wadud, grant me the blessing to meet you, to sit with you and confess what this heart shall hold.

Tuesday, April 13, 2021

Ar-Rahman

Posted by HIBA on 10:40 AM in

Another Ramadan is here and I am excited like a child. When I heard the imam start Takbeer I felt my heart expand and lighten. Every stress I carried seems to have lift away and my heart congested and struggling seems to be left with a void. Nothing was disturbing me. I was a child I felt. Subhanallah!

Yesterday morning I was in tears begging my Lord to take away this burden. How much I wanted to feel things without having the struggle of breathing heavily.

This was indeed a moment I will cherish for the rest of my life. It wasn't about my mental health switching to the best of its capacity. It wasn't about me healing in a moment. It was the hope, the assurance, the consciousness that Allah is merciful and the mercy will be showered upon the broken.

Ramadan has grown into me as I grew up. Every year I have had a different approach and as year's pass by I see myself yearning for this month. It is indeed a blessing and a great rizq from Allah to be alive and experience yet another Ramadan.

With everything life has showered on me, there is this one thing that has helped me keep moving on. The truth that my lord is Ar-Rahman. And that means there's no other mercy I need to rely on.

I could be broken in this world, emotionally scarred, and mentally drained. I can be misunderstood and spoken evil about. I could have hurt myself throughout the journey and along with that broken some hearts. But Allah, The Most Merciful has a way of showering kindness and compassion through this Mercy. Of giving a hope that life isn't all that bad in this world. Of reassuring how close and near Allah is. Of how loving and caring Allah is.

I may be broken to the extend I find it hard to breathe, but what keeps me alive is knowing I have Allah. With all hopelessness and anxiety, this alone keeps me striving to become better.

Trust me as I say, a believer will have to struggle in this world. That is part of the purpose of worshipping and striving to please Allah. This struggle is often shaithaan trying to allure one into this worldly affairs. Ramadan is one month when this struggle is given a rest. For Allah promises to chain the shaitan within all of us.

Alhamdulillah.

Monday, April 12, 2021

Ramadan 1

Posted by HIBA on 10:09 PM in

There is a means of kindness I find myself surrounded by at the moment. A sense of ease is endured and I know how my Lord has opened the special door. This is the month of Ramadan and there is nothing but khair everywhere for a believer.

The words I am pondering over today are kindness and compassion. And there's no one more kind than my Lord. Subhanallah!

My lord, this sinner has reached again at the doorstep of another blessed Ramadan. You are kind and beyond to have let me cross Sha'aban. Ya Allah, my prayers are for the ease of my heart, soul, mind and body. I want Your peace to shower me. And so let this slave of yours surrender.

Firstly my thoughts that needs a fitnah filter. Because You, my Lord, know how troublesome my thoughts can be. Ease them with Your peace as I submit my thoughts at your decree. Secondly my heart and its spaces. Fill them with Your Love and Possessiveness. Nothing else shall possess this heart unless You decree upon me. Ya Allah, wash away the black spots. Purify each of them every time I seek Your forgiveness. This heart has a void and that shall be your abode. If Allah wills. Ya Rahman, make my body a symbol of your faith and nothing more. Make it an identity of your ownership over it. This humble soul shall require nothing but Your pleasure. Ya Allah, this soul that I am sent down with is entirely Yours and so when You are extremely pleased with it, carry it away to a place of eternity. Where in this soul finds shelter, right under Your throne. Ya Gaffar, forgive this soul. Forgive the eyes, ears, tongue, hands, legs, and every atom of this being. May your kindness and compassion weigh more than this sinners act.

Let me by Your sole will take each step towards Your Jannah. Let each word I write be tomorrow a witness for the good in me if You will. Let me be Your favourite soul that is blessed by Your Mercy

Aameen Ya Rabb.