But tell me, have you found God?

You’ve lightened up candles in churchesand knocked on temple doorsyou lowered your head in a mosqueand cried on synagogue floors You sat on prayer matsand on benches made of woodyou cried day and nightand did you everything you could You voyaged to Mecca and Medinaand knelt on the groundyou took a bath in gangabut tell … Continue reading But tell me, have you found God?

The battle of righteousness!

I sat on the groundwith my broken piecesshattered around.Blood was dripping from the skyand Allah was watching me cry.Tears were slowly streamingand the winds were screaming.The mountain I was trying to climbto reach the heavens of desire and lovebroke into pieces and I fell from above. I hit myself so hard that I couldn't feel … Continue reading The battle of righteousness!

POETRY: The blast and the little boy…

I don’t know if it was a dream because it was something, I couldn’t believe. I saw a boy with tears in his eyes and fire burning his hope alive. He quietly looked up and to God, he prayed “please kill me once and not every day.” I couldn’t watch so I ran and hugged … Continue reading POETRY: The blast and the little boy…