Tongues and Hands

33 1 0
                                    

I wanted to eat, but they didn't let me
I was hungry but they snatched away from me
I begged and became a beggar
I had no money so become classless
Kicked me out and became homeless
Had none to aid and became an orphan

Couldn't stop me physically with bruises all over me
But stopped me verbally...
Wicked, hurting, painful was their speech.
Like an arrow with fire has shot my heart
Threatening to burst out of my ribcage
Filled me with anger...

I wished death when it's haram
I yearned to gamble when it's haram
I wanted to run away when I had a family who depended on me
I craved to disappear with my whole body in shivers, tormenting me even more
I wanted justice by the witness of all
My lord, Allah
I still forgave but not forget
The wounds by the
Tongues and Hands


Why so much ego? Why so much pride?
When everything belongs to Him alone
And He alone is the owner
How many innocent people got harmed by our actions and speech?

Are we Muslims? Let's change today for good👇

Are we Muslims? Let's change today for good👇

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
TAQWA👆(POETRY)Where stories live. Discover now