Devotion
These virtuous masks,
Like silent echoes of a forgotten rosary,
Slip from my mind one by one,
Yet the soul’s reverence flows unceasing.
Beyond Sight
If you can see,
Feel with your soul,
Don’t just view the image,
Perceive its hidden depths.
The Clay’s Fair
A fair of clay figures
Stands all around,
Eyes wander, searching—
Do humans still pass by?
Fractured Eternity
A shadow between us lingers,
felt yet unseen.
Your absence breathes deeper than touch,
etched in the silence of being.
Love unsaid, still known,
vows whispered to the soul.
We are beyond flesh,
a pulse in the infinite—
eternal if we remain,
lost to the void if we fade.
Pursuit
Despair quietly fades into the earth,
Yet a quiet joy remains,
In the endless search for what cannot be grasped,
Where each step holds purpose,
Even when the end is never found.
Place
I’ll be cut from the branch,
The pain is there to face,
But the joy of being adorned,
In a vase has its place.
Tear-Streaked
What can I say,
These tears are my face,
Where the rain drops fall,
Even stones begin to break.
Burn
All day within,
you burn,
Where then does the heart
find its turn?
Unlocking Destiny
Transform the self to find your way,
Become the key, let doubts decay,
Only then will doors align,
And reveal the path that’s truly mine.
Contradiction
If you’re made of clay, why not dissolve away?
If you’re stone, why do you carry a human soul?
Perseverance
No matter the pain,
No matter the storm,
Undeserved, unjust—
Still, I will do good.
Innocence bruised,
Yet I won’t lose faith,
No matter the suffering,
I will do good.
Perched Ocean
I had saved a tear or two,
Nestled in my eye, so true,
But then the sea, parched and dry,
Came seeking solace from the sky.
Restless Dust
Even after death, the longing only grew,
As every grain of dust became fervent in its search.
Fortune’s Weave
Entangled us in the weave of destiny’s thread,
She shaped another’s fortune with her own hands instead.
The Ruin
Neither nonexistence binds him, nor existence is his need,
How can one describe, O Muhammad, the ruin of what could be?
Pathways
A silent road to the soul’s deep core,
The body a bridge, nothing more.
Eyes blind to pain, yet it lingers near,
Wounds echo softly, where the heart sheds a tear.
Threads of Existence
I once wore life like a robe of
grace,
Now it’s just a cloth to wipe away the trace.
Sacred Name
From love’s prison, I learned a sacred name,
Whispered to walls, it summons the breeze to tame.
No veil required to conceal its light,
A face so pure, modesty blooms at its sight.
Reunion
We shall meet somewhere,
On Leicester’s quiet streets,
In forgotten hours and silent tears.
We shall meet in ancient ruins,
Under longing’s bold kisses,
Singing of lost time.
Roads
I step from the known into the unknown,
The road guides, and I walk alone.
Loneliness whispers in the quiet space,
In the mirror, where I face my place.
Darama
You are just characters in this story.
Know your limits, or one day,
You will be written out.
Shore
My boats lie shattered, upturned on the shore,
Someone has drained the ocean from my core.
Restless Eyes
Tell those restless eyes
To sharpen their gaze,
For we are yet to shine
In even brighter ways.
Torment and Healing
If we meet, I’ll show you
How I could make you suffer.
I’d steal your love, make you weep,
Give you pain you can’t endure,
A voice that fails to speak,
And a home where you can’t find peace.
I’d immerse you in challenges,
Then guide you out.
I’d heal your pain selflessly,
Grant you wisdom and clarity in life.
Don’t worry, we’ll meet one day,
Even if we stumble, don’t fret.
Your greatness is undoubted,
So forgive my words if they fall short.
Aftermath
Even shattered, a quiet dread remains,
That my sorrow might be for nothing.
Thorn’s Departure
When we, the thorns, are no longer near,
The flowers will sorrow, with butterflies that can’t dry their tear.
Nurture
Don’t plant flowers in someone’s heart
If you cannot water them and do your part.
Sacred or Wild
If you are a sanctuary, hear our sighs as prayers;
But if a battlefield, know our voices are defiance.
Let the wilderness spread—it’s no complaint;
My heart roams free, wild, and untamed.
Home
This heart is their home, where they quietly reside,
Sometimes before thoughts, sometimes after they subside.
Signal
A spark appeared in my heart, catching her eye,
She quietly withdrew, signaling the storm to pass by.
Fortitude
Smile through the trials, O Muhammad, and endure with grace,
For in the depths of sorrow, nature has planted a quiet strength.
Forgotten Flight
We flew with silent wings,
A shot shattered the stillness.
For a moment, we lived in the story,
Then, it forgot us.
Quiet Solitude
I won’t be a shadow of my past,
Each breath reminds me I’m still here.
Let me be alone,
But not lost.
Silent Currents
I drift through quiet waves,
Carried by feelings I can’t name.
Emptiness stretches wide,
Yet somewhere within, I wait for light.
In moments of warmth, I glimpse truth,
But the world keeps whispering:
You haven’t yet been tested enough
To truly know your strength.
Dim Light
If nothing is visible
on the other side,
it doesn’t mean
it isn’t there—
It just means
the light of love
is dimmer there.
Irresistible Charm
Drawn to your irresistible charm,
I fell in love—
But now,
It has begun to feel like bliss.
Burn it all!
Let flames clear the weight of things,
Make space in your heart
For love,
For trees rooted in silence,
For birds who own nothing—
And so they fly.
Hidden in Sight
I am held by hands
That feel only pain.
I am seen by eyes
That cannot truly see me.
Long for Touch
See yourself,
Silently brushing away tears
With hands that long for touch.
A heart seeking comfort,
Yet forced to heal alone.
CALL
From this torment
I have called for you,
Like Zuleikha, in her despair,
Crying out,
“Oh, Yusuf!”
Unseen Weight
Look at you, O Muhammad,
Carrying the burdens you’ve never shed,
Speaking wisdom you still search for,
Mending hearts while your own still bleeds.
RAW
I want your scars,
your truth,
the parts you hide.
Not perfection,
just you—
as you are.
The Weight of Hate
Love, the essence of all life,
where hate has raged, love has quietly conquered.
I can’t house hate in my heart,
but your hate?
I will endure it, because it carries your name.
Perhaps love was too costly for you,
now hate is your currency,
common, easy, but never mine.
I’ve only ever chosen rare hearts,
if you look deep, you’ll see my truth.
But don’t feed the flames of hate for me—
I have only love left for you,
and now,
you alone carry the weight of that hate.
Last Flower
She was a Flower,
And he was September.
They met,
And autumn fell.
Muhammad K.
Under The Surface
I’m tired of waiting,
aren’t you?
Let’s slice the world open,
not with a knife,
but with truth—
see the rot beneath.
Maybe the decay
isn’t out there,
but in us.
Bitter Embrace
The hand that wounds,
is the hand you seek,
for comfort in the ache
that left you weak.
Shattered Self
I’m no longer the person I knew,
Broken in places only I can feel.
Hastily mended, yet something slipped away—
A piece of me lost in the rush.
I search the mirror for recognition,
But the eyes, they hold a stranger’s sorrow.
The Mirror Within
I loved my enemy,
for he was me—
In every scar,
I found my heart.
Emptied
People empty me,
I seek silence to be whole,
To refill the cracks within,
And find myself once more.
Unseen Wars
No one will ever touch the darkness you tamed,
Or feel the wounds that bled in silence.
Be proud of the ruins you rebuilt within,
For in saving yourself, you became eternal.
Indelible
You’re not a memory,
But a breath I never exhale.
Not in my mind,
But forever in my heart’s quiet echo.
Untamed Love
She is hers alone, free and wild,
Yet, she chooses me, again and again.
What greater gift than love freely returned?
Broken Vessels
We sought love to heal the fractures,
Not to save, but to soothe.
In the quiet cracks,
Strength was born,
And brokenness became our grace.
Between Us
Life is no more than this—
The span of time between
The moment you meet your beloved
And the moment you’re torn apart.
The Illusion of Perfection
Stay perfect,
Keep feeding yourself that lie,
But don’t try to fool me.
I’ll stay silent,
And very silent indeed,
Because I know,
Your so-called “perfection”
Is just a trick you sold yourself.
A Place of My Own
Not someone’s house,
Not the lie of love,
Not the chains of use.
Just a quiet corner,
Where I exist, with my freedom.
Like a sheet of paper, untouched,
waiting for the poem to begin.
Gates of Speech
Words are gates,
Not all must pass through.
Truth, necessity, kindness—
Three guards stand watch.
Without them, silence
Becomes the wisest voice.
Echoes of September
In September,
I stood in the rain,
feeling both joy and pain.
Memories linger, though hard to explain,
while the heart struggles in vain.
Time moves, yet I remain.
Seasons
I fell hopelessly in love,
lost in her gaze, silent above.
Seriousness came too late,
my heart’s season sealed its fate.
Exile
Without those we love,
Every place is foreign,
And every step, a descent within.
The Artist’s Love
Your gaze hides the unseen,
Shadows dance just beyond.
As a lover, I paint light,
Whispering truths in silence.
To love you is to reveal,
Crafting a bond that breathes.
Solitude of Love
Lost in love’s depth,
We stand alone,
Weary and cold,
Fell and broke,
Rise once more,
Then walk alone.
The Dance of Water and Woman
Consider the bond
Between women and water.
Men drown in the sea,
But women transform,
Embracing the flow—
A metamorphosis,
A return to self.
The True Loss
Death is not the greatest loss;
It’s the light that dims within,
The hopes that quietly die.
Hold tight to the flame,
For to surrender is to fade,
While still alive.
Embracing Pain
When pain knocks at your door,
Welcome it inside;
Share your silence,
Breathe in its truth.
Listen to its lessons,
Let it teach your soul,
And when it’s done,
Gently let it go.
Disconnected
We are firewalls with
broken code,
dreams cached but never retrieved,
hearts buffering,
in a world that keeps disconnecting.
Behind The Jasmine
Pain spoke,
and silence bloomed.
Jasmine hid serpents,
while withered trees held truths.
The road stretched on,
but only echoes returned.
Autumn’s Lament
You arrived too late, my friend,
I never wished
To wither like autumn leaves,
Aging in the shadow of our distance.
Karma’s Truth
What you sow returns in kind,
Change begins within the mind.
Embrace the weight of what you bear,
For every choice reshapes the air.
Focus sharp and present still,
Release the past, bend to your will.
Through patience, gifts are duly earned,
In giving, wisdom’s flame is learned.
Each step you take, a course you steer,
Karma mirrors what you hold dear.
Scars of a Girl
A girl from war builds homes in broken hearts,
for love, to her, is always shattered.
She clings to chaos,
peace too fragile to trust.
She seeks her mother in empty arms,
fearing the silence of being alone.
She loves men who hurt her,
for absence was her first lesson in love.
Vision’s Sin
I said I could see,
And the blind city fell upon me.
The crime wasn’t sight,
But daring to see in a world that couldn’t.
Lost Convo
Your happiness matters most,
Our conversation,
Holds no meaning anymore.
Lost to Myself
I lost myself
Chasing you,
Now I’m a stranger
To my own soul.
Absence
Life is a lament
Of all those moments
When you were needed,
But nowhere to be found.
Cure
O Muhammad,
We heal hearts
With simple words,
But what can we do,
When even the healer
Doesn’t know the cure?
Unjust Punishment
I’ll wait for the day
You see I wasn’t guilty,
Yet I suffered,
Paying the price for nothing.
Love Beyond Pride
Listen to everyone,
But never fall apart,
The problems are black and white,
But don’t paint them with colors.
If love is in your heart,
Let it be on your lips,
Don’t follow pride,
Let love be your only expression.
Path & Peace
Ideas sparked
Time wove its threads
Now I’m the witness of my own becoming
Walking the path of discovery
In the stillness of the mind,
I find wisdom blooming in the quiet.
Touch of Truth
Those who stay,
See beyond the skin,
Touch the soul,
Unmoved by the fleeting,
Anchored in the real,
They know what’s true.
The True Loss
Death is not the greatest loss;
It’s the light that dims within,
The hopes that quietly die.
Hold tight to the flame,
For to surrender is to fade,
While still alive.
Embracing Pain
When pain knocks at your door,
Welcome it inside;
Share your silence,
Breathe in its truth.
Listen to its lessons,
Let it teach your soul,
And when it’s done,
Gently let it go.
The Final Act
Everyone was caught
in the play,
But the actors,
in real life,
passed away.
The Horizon Within
There is a horizon
Where time halts its endless march.
I become the ocean,
Stirring beneath,
While the sky watches in silence,
And all that is, trembles within.
Night in Leicester
Leicester’s mayor embraced the glowing moon,
Basking in its gentle light.
Yet on cold streets,
Mothers’ sons shivered,
Their silent cries lost in the night.
Fragments of Absence
Silent night,
Leicester’s streets held my drifting soul.
Sleep shattered against weary eyes,
Forgive me, love—
I longed to greet you with clarity,
But in your absence,
I unraveled.
