Morning (6:32 Am)

4:32:00 AM

This True Night Ends. Though, all that I have said, felt and believed- my thoughts did battle. But doubt and indecision still crosses my mind. The night is my drug. That’s right. I don’t need any toxic chemicals to become numb, i loose my sanity at times not in the day but at night, i loose my self in my words i talk rubbish yet the meanings to words to me are so clear at times. I don't know how to handle when i am falling at night, nor i know how to control my emotions, i write, write and write, but when the rise of the sun takes place. I forget what should not be forgotten. I get my sanity back, the need to stand up again! The chirping of the birds make me realise that there is much more to life, the sound of the AZAN coming from the masjid gives me hope that keep on trusting on Allah and He'll show me the way. But at night may be its ruled by the demons or may be the silence takes control of me, and i kill my own self with the pain given by my own self. I am not naive, but my incoherent thoughts keep on strangling me up with the foolish thoughts of my past, my present and of my future.... I wish, i could take control of my words and won't let them flow the way they flowed last night.........

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10 Comments

  1. Let then\m flow let them out, make them your strength, you can let out whatever you want, just don't forget to see the hope with every rising sun! :)

    Lots of prayers for you.

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  2. Hmmmm Ubee this one reminds me of my poem....
    Darkness closing on & isolating me
    When the night falls leaving me alone
    That is when I sit and really begin to see
    What I hold on to & those that are gone.
    Grieving and mourning ,shedding tears
    The night's silence covers me like a shroud
    Negative thoughts giving rise to fears
    My sunlight completely covered by a cloud.

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  3. Hmmmm Ubee this one reminds me of my poem....
    Darkness closing on & isolating me
    When the night falls leaving me alone
    That is when I sit and really begin to see
    What I hold on to & those that are gone.
    Grieving and mourning ,shedding tears
    The night's silence covers me like a shroud
    Negative thoughts giving rise to fears
    My sunlight completely covered by a cloud.

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  4. :O hehe gud to knw i inspired sumthin atleast :P hehe show me wen u r done okie :)

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  5. for all the posts after pata nahi i would comment on this one.....you know you are right about one thing.... a person is never alone... Allah is always with us and ofcourse we are, too... with our own self.... secondly..... night...... is the time that we spend away from the light.... and even our own light dims.... our tiredness.... and facades... all fade away... and the real anguish within s takes over..... but you can master to get from it.... only if you tell yourself that you have to..... and believe that its not there.... believe like you believe that you'd get wet if you stand under water.... believe it as if it is a fact......... and yes... lovers grow old... men learn to hate their wives... only parents' love, especially a mother's... lasts forever.....

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  6. master to get away from it *

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  7. Well written.
    and DUDE, do you ever sleep :O?

    how many posts did you end up writing at night :S .. Whoaaa!

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  8. Well written.
    and DUDE, do you ever sleep :O?

    how many posts did you end up writing at night :S .. Whoaaa!

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  9. I could never write that much.

    I hope all gets well. God blesss :)

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  10. hmmmm..... you need to open up to yourself.... discuss loudly.... writing down won't help..... you need a different vent.... for one something that could answer back and not just a pen and paper..... May Allah ease your discomdort.... amin..... and may all your wishes come true.... amin....

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