To all who feel like giving up

To all who feel like giving up, here's a little motivation....

Now we all have a great need for acceptance, but you must trust that your beliefs are unique, your own, even though others may think them odd or unpopular, even though the herd may go.
Robert Frost said, "Two roads diverged in the wood and I, I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference."

There's a light in your eyes that I used to see
There's a place in your heart where I used to be
Was I wrong to assume that you were waiting for me
There's a light in your eyes
Did you leave that light burning for me

Excerpt from Blessed Union of Souls - Light in your eyes

Boys and Girls, you must strive to find your own voice. Because the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all. Thoreau said, "Most man lead lives of quiet desperation." Don't be resigned to that. Break out! Carpe Diem!

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And so as I once again leaf through the crisp white pages of my fabric-black hand-written journal, the fleeting moments that reminds me how much poignance I possess in my soul. Yes this simple boy that dreams of a crazy and beautiful love (of a lifetime and no lesser) is not so lucky to find.
But alas, I know that what Allah has planned for me is much more greater than I can fathom.

There I was at the funeral, my mind drifting to the times when I thought that Life was about living to the extreme doing whatever my mind set out to do. And then I remember the life in which my uncle led, what he did and how people define him. Alas, I came to a conclusion. Life should not be wasted on doing meaningless things but in fact about how you interact with others and the lasting impressions you leave behind. I do not wish to be remembered as someone evil, useless or not to be remembered at all when I pass away. Instead I want to be remembered as someone with a good heart, someone useful, a good friend and most importantly a good Son and a good Muslim.

Yes this simple boy is turning out to be quite the web of complexities you all conjure up in the chambers of your mind.

Taking a 1 week hiatus, be back soon

Michael Jackson u were a 'Thriller' to the music world...
Now that you have 'Gone Too Soon' 'You are not Alone' as we 'Remember the Time' you started your 'Childhood' with 'ABC 123' and being a 'Smooth Criminal'
you transcend our hearts with 'Billie Jean' and made everyone no matter 'Black or White' 'Rock with
you'.Your 'History' will always be on this 'Earth' and
you will always be the King of Pop that as no one can 'Beat It'...'I Just Can't Stop Loving You' Michael Jackson you were like 'Another Part of Me' from my younger age as you always encouraged us to 'Heal the World' and 'Keep The Faith'
with all your beautiful songs.All the best on your new journey and I pray that your world up there will not be 'Dangerous' but filled with peace and happiness.

I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life.

HAPPY 4th of JULY!!!

We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

They're not that different from you, are they? Same haircuts. Full of hormones, just like you. Invincible, just like you feel. The world is their oyster. They believe they're destined for great things, just like many of you, their eyes are full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because, you see gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? - - Carpe - - hear it? - - Carpe, carpe diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.

I feel it....the muse is back

There he was, a few feets from her,
with only a few people separating him from her.
All he could do was stand from a distant,
watching...waiting.

Memories set adrift to a time not so long ago
A time of innocence
Where Love was pure
When it was you and him against the world

Oh sweet memory
Although the ravages of time
Will consume you
All he could do is just keep the memories alive
in his heart

There he was, a few feets from her,
feet rooted to the ground
as if an unknown force was holding him
The words could not escape from his mouth

Oh the dastard,
why did you cower beneath the pressure.
Alas, you are half the man you used to be,
for underneath that sharp exterior
you are but a lonely child.

Have you seen My Love?
Did she pass here?
If you've seen her
Could you tell her
That I miss her.