Nia Ilemor

There is this one feel, Like a never ending thirst, In the middle of the desert,  Burning in your throat, Demanding to be aid. Under the glaring sun, Where all you could see was nothing but sand. You'd walk, and when you see a glimpse of what it appears to be like aqua,  you'd run towards it,  striving to get there but you could never actually find it.  Mirage they call it. Like the process of learning, It's a type of thirst you could never quench. But sometimes,  You are convinced by nafs, You've known enough, You've seen the water, But how come you never find it? And by the end of the day,  you figured that this is a type of thirst you could never quench, And you'd be dying asking for extra time everyday, Lamenting on the past you've wasted, Promising God knows who, That you'd use it wisely next time. Wishing you'd learn more when you were younger, So that you've already known more by now, Bu...

Assalamualaikum :)      Have you ever, gone a certain situation and you had some questions going on in your mind, asking, wondering about it and you hope to find an answer for that. And when you go on online, there's always, someone's status/tweet, or even events we see in our everyday life, chunks of conversations of/with other people, knocking the sense into your head, answering your questions indirectly. For all we know, all those kinda status updates are always there, like days already. And those conversations, are only the rituals of everyday life. That telephone call or those text messages.But how come that upon the first reading/hearing we are not so attracted to the gist of it? Only when we had something in mind which from one's status update/conversation chunk, text/ phone call/events in everyday life we found one of our answers for our questions we tend to react to it in a more, reflective way.      The same things. Things we usually see ...

"We keep handing out our gifts, a gilded age keeps our hearts stiff and apart." Crosseyed, The Morning Benders. "You lost me." "Already?" "No. Long time ago."