What It Whispers.

let it do.

Slumber overtook the senses,

Consumed by the bliss of nothingness,

A loud thud on the door,

The door to my soul,

the eyes that shows more that it sees.

Frantic breaths taken in and out,

Passion knocks louder and louder,

Perhaps not the time...

screamed the ones within,

But it is! Smirked the fate.

Like a wildfire caught in the forest,

Rose the passion from nerves to the limbs,

Roared to wake up and run towards the firmament

that waited torn apart for her,

Run. Run. Run. Do what your purpose craves to do

Roared passion.

"With all my love, for my blissful tears to spill,

For my heart to brim with contentment,

For my life to know its purpose,

I know that I must open the doors and let passion bathe me in its goodness".

She Whispered, helpless, yes she was. 

Tomorrow isn't promised,

Dreams are meant to be done,

But to her,

Dreams died when they burned in her eyes,

Don't know what trapped these wrists of hers,

An uncut rope tied them together,

These legs that must walk,

Were forbidden to step once more,

The wings that were meant to flap,

Forgot their existence, for they had been clipped.

The eyes that shone like the galaxy itself,

The eyes that shone with passion,

Is now void of colors,

What has the cruel world done to the things her mind incubated?

But the deepest and the cruelest of all, she thought

Was her 'self', that cowardly hid itself

when it had to roar.

And somewhere, sometime ago,

She wondered if she let it all die.

No sleep overtakes her now,

The wild desire to pursue

The pursuit of truth and excellence

Beats her and troubles her,

No moment to rest when the world needed her,

Her passion was a fire,

That would spread all around

If she let the matches ignite.

And as long as she suppresses it from burning any further,

Everything within would be wrecked,

As the fire would create a havoc within,

And contentment would become a thing out of question.

Today is the day,

When you will promise to let go of the trivial things hold you back,

Today, you will explore and know yourself.

Today you will learn what you truly want,

Today you will begin to fight for the truth,

And ultimate purpose.

Your pursuit of excellence begins now,

And whatever you do,

Whatever inflicts you,

Don't torture the burning torch within,

Let it gleam, let it ignite the world,

And those who clipped your wings

Will know,  how toxic words can be the sweetest thing

For a fighter who never gives up.

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Remember whatever, absolutely whatever (as a Muslim, whatever that is halaal) you do to pursue the ultimate goal/truth/dream, IS a part of the pursuit you are in. Begin. This moment. Begin. Do something, anything at all to truly let your soul find contentment. Know your purpose, know this life is more than drinking in useless fanatics.

Know thy purpose. Know thyself.