The soul awakening

02/09/2024

CHANGE
HOW TIME EVOLVES

In the conceptual view, where the earth stands but it revolves,
Around that which makes it flourish, the hay,
During the dark night, the moon illuminates,
Where secrets uncovered, wincing for a shade.

Untold tales, we must tell, the stars, trying to revolve just like the earth,
But fail to reminisce, that which they imitate is inherent,
And it is meant to be nurtured, that which is with them,
In every look, I daze deeply, when will it marginalize, the menace.

On the sanctuary of creation, where genders are created,
Behaving homogeneously, whereas, they are heterogeneous,
Embracing attires alike, just like tint of leaves,
I just hope all will end, like a tide which erode once in a sea.

Ages back, where characters linger and insolence seldom,
Juvenile modest their rigs, dignities accorded,
Where respects not deformed, behaviors untwine,
Heavens opens, onto their hands, facade of help, unleash blessings.

I hope the change will change to a positive change,
To turn a new leaf, whose moisture is still soft,
For I fear if it dries, instigates penury,
Which will be hard to lift.

NOTE: This is a scenario of men who dressed like men, forgetting the fact that they are not the same. I hope we will change our ways before ALLAH'S WRATH. Warnings were given but refused to adhere which I think will bring painful punishments

WRITTEN BY
AMTI JIBRIL

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31/08/2024

NOSTALGIA
AN ENTHUSIASTIC HEART

Deep down where melodies overcrowd,
As the heart is thrill, makes a conspicuous vow,
To stand with firm, and not to quiver,
For a tutelage undergone even if there is a shiver.

For starters, it was a burdensome task,
Which a shuffle has to be made; for it to be fast,
At the end, success portrays,
Leaving all mouth agape.

Driving back home was a maze to all,
People meander, rotate and call,
Bellowing and trying to muster words,
For a cumbersome victory achieved.

For close relatives who were cautious and conscious,
Embraced the success; as they chatter in dialogue,
What should they call the multipliers,
Who multiplied those efforts?

To them, they called them GOD-SENT,
A mediator who mediates life strives of excellence,
Rained with divine mercies from above,
Embellished with success of cloves.

NOTE: This is a picture of a person who attains success after all the hard work and strives but only by grace of Allah that showcased on the people who guided him through.

DAY 1
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WRITTEN BY
AMTI JIBRIL

30/08/2024

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