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Often, I ponder
Of life, its meaning…
My destination yonder

In a maze of thoughts
I often wander

I ask of God for a remedy
For these thoughts that often eat me
Make me right, show me light
For these thoughts might defeat me

The innocent die, but I feel no pain
Why don't I cry in sorrow?
Am I spending time in vain?
Why is my existence hollow?
Is pretentious living not insane?

We walk on the same earth
Some in comfort, some in despair
I wish to appraise human worth
Carry burdens my friends bear

Often, I ponder
Of life, it's meaning…
My destination yonder

In a maze of thoughts
I often wander

I ask of God for a remedy
For these thoughts that often eat me
Make me right, show me light
For these thoughts might defeat me

Of my purpose I lack comprehension
Follow norms, stay within convention
I run after a mirage that is fleeing
I recognize not the essence of being

Are my ambitions unreal?
Should I adopt flexibility?
If just a sign was revealed
I would fulfill responsibility

The length of journey I understand
It will consume all of my days
My strength, though, is in my hands
I must continue to just pray

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0 # 5ashi3a 2009-06-17 06:31
Brother Yahya, your poems are truly amazing, you have a great talent mashAllah.
they are a very good reflection of what we all feel and go through
keep it up bro :-)
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