you have to push through the pain
you can try to ignore it
but like a clown in a circus
it demands attention
it will do everything, go out of its way
even burns itself until you feel it
in its totality
this is truth
you ask,
"just how long more do I have to strain myself?"
my noor,
loves' essence is sacrifice
if you want to reach the palace and
lay down comfortably on the magenta leathered sofa
surrender you must,
you will be accused of having a foolish heart
you might be lured by the gold on their palms
it will look beautiful and harmless
this is all I have left to say
so listen intently,
your wounded heart
your bruised knees
your swollen eyes
your aching arms and broken bones
those sharp glass splinters under your sore bloodied feet
will all be forgotten
as soon as you arrive at heavens' gate
my crushed flower, you bloom
for all the times you gently
closed the door and swallowed your own tears
when any soul question you
what love is
my noor, you tell them with conviction
love is sacrifice
love is sacrificing what you love
for something or someone
you love more,
for your Rabb you love most
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
you have to push through the pain
you can try to ignore it
but like a clown in a circus
it demands attention
it will do everything, go out of its way
even burns itself until you feel it
in its totality
this is truth
you ask,
"just how long more do I have to strain myself?"
my noor,
loves' essence is sacrifice
if you want to reach the palace and
lay down comfortably on the magenta leathered sofa
surrender you must,
you will be accused of having a foolish heart
you might be lured by the gold on their palms
it will look beautiful and harmless
this is all I have left to say
so listen intently,
your wounded heart
your bruised knees
your swollen eyes
your aching arms and broken bones
those sharp glass splinters under your sore bloodied feet
will all be forgotten
as soon as you arrive at heavens' gate
my crushed flower, you bloom
for all the times you gently
closed the door and swallowed your own tears
when any soul question you
what love is
my noor, you tell them with conviction
love is sacrifice
love is sacrificing what you love
for something or someone
you love more,
for your Rabb you love most
