da7aka
15-07-08, 06:51 PM
My spoken word...enjoy!
In my life I’ve experienced things I would prefer not to recall. In my life I’ve experienced injustice from the people closest to me because of things that do not and never will make the least sense to me. In my life I’ve become the master of overcoming. To keep the peace in my head, to keep the peace in my soul, to keep the peace with my Lord and to be worthy of just the scent of Jannah, I’ve overcome.
I’ve learned to care about people just enough so that if one day they are gone, I can go on. I’ve learned to expect from life just enough so that when it doesn’t go my way I can keep my spirit. I’ve learned to accept things that are otherwise unacceptable because I see a light at the end of the tunnel that gives me faith and belief.
I find beauty in the soul of every individual and I have faith in the goodness of every human being so I care. It’s in those moments that I find myself caring too much, expecting too much, and accepting too much. Anything in excess can harm you. For one to understand the importance of keeping a steady balance of all things considered is a juggling act and a hard one to maintain.
To have a pure heart and clear view of the world is spectacular and exhilarating and dangerous on many different levels. To keep your head on straight when it all falls down is a struggle. Even a master of overcoming has to work hard to make peace with circumstances less favorable than what they anticipated.
From my various experiences, I’ve changed. I’ve become someone that sometimes I respect and sometimes I admire and sometimes I feel could be wiser. I’ve hurt and I’ve had tremendous stress and pain because of disappointments. Somehow all of that gets translated into strength. I am the strong person that everyone is proud of for overcoming.
I am the strong person that everyone admires for her ability to snap back.
I am the strong person who doesn’t understand what’s best for myself and I am the strong person who doesn’t care enough about myself and whose needs are better unheard and unsatisfied.
Strong people like me get over it.
Strong people like me don’t need a person who understands and listens and cares because strong people like me are tough enough to tackle it solo. Strong people like me care about others more than themselves because strong people like me seek comfort in fulfilling the needs of others and treating them the way they desperately need to be treated.
But, in the end, strong people like me don’t receive the love and assurance they need. Strong people like me struggle to keep the faith and stay to true to their pure souls as long as this life lasts and through all of its painful trials and tribulations to reap a greater reward than the satisfaction of seeking comfort in the soul of a like hearted individual.
Giving and understanding are traits that are blessings. Knowing that the ugly package is the disguise for a beautiful blessing is a gift. Life is ever unchanging, challenging and making one feel and understand the importance of a thick skin and a pious heart.
In my life, I overcome. I tackle and I fight and I forge a path that I know will give me rest at night. The feathers in my hat are many; the battles and challenges and hardship working for me and not against me by the Grace of Allah. By the Grace of Allah, I have strength; strength that gives me peace. Peace that gives me contentment and happiness and lets this smile shine through. This smile that one love, one heart, one being at a time will give to the world belief and assurance that the only power ever achieved is achieved through the Most High.
In my life I’ve experienced things I would prefer not to recall. In my life I’ve experienced injustice from the people closest to me because of things that do not and never will make the least sense to me. In my life I’ve become the master of overcoming. To keep the peace in my head, to keep the peace in my soul, to keep the peace with my Lord and to be worthy of just the scent of Jannah, I’ve overcome.
I’ve learned to care about people just enough so that if one day they are gone, I can go on. I’ve learned to expect from life just enough so that when it doesn’t go my way I can keep my spirit. I’ve learned to accept things that are otherwise unacceptable because I see a light at the end of the tunnel that gives me faith and belief.
I find beauty in the soul of every individual and I have faith in the goodness of every human being so I care. It’s in those moments that I find myself caring too much, expecting too much, and accepting too much. Anything in excess can harm you. For one to understand the importance of keeping a steady balance of all things considered is a juggling act and a hard one to maintain.
To have a pure heart and clear view of the world is spectacular and exhilarating and dangerous on many different levels. To keep your head on straight when it all falls down is a struggle. Even a master of overcoming has to work hard to make peace with circumstances less favorable than what they anticipated.
From my various experiences, I’ve changed. I’ve become someone that sometimes I respect and sometimes I admire and sometimes I feel could be wiser. I’ve hurt and I’ve had tremendous stress and pain because of disappointments. Somehow all of that gets translated into strength. I am the strong person that everyone is proud of for overcoming.
I am the strong person that everyone admires for her ability to snap back.
I am the strong person who doesn’t understand what’s best for myself and I am the strong person who doesn’t care enough about myself and whose needs are better unheard and unsatisfied.
Strong people like me get over it.
Strong people like me don’t need a person who understands and listens and cares because strong people like me are tough enough to tackle it solo. Strong people like me care about others more than themselves because strong people like me seek comfort in fulfilling the needs of others and treating them the way they desperately need to be treated.
But, in the end, strong people like me don’t receive the love and assurance they need. Strong people like me struggle to keep the faith and stay to true to their pure souls as long as this life lasts and through all of its painful trials and tribulations to reap a greater reward than the satisfaction of seeking comfort in the soul of a like hearted individual.
Giving and understanding are traits that are blessings. Knowing that the ugly package is the disguise for a beautiful blessing is a gift. Life is ever unchanging, challenging and making one feel and understand the importance of a thick skin and a pious heart.
In my life, I overcome. I tackle and I fight and I forge a path that I know will give me rest at night. The feathers in my hat are many; the battles and challenges and hardship working for me and not against me by the Grace of Allah. By the Grace of Allah, I have strength; strength that gives me peace. Peace that gives me contentment and happiness and lets this smile shine through. This smile that one love, one heart, one being at a time will give to the world belief and assurance that the only power ever achieved is achieved through the Most High.