Thursday, January 29, 2015

Grateful

Grateful for everything.. Seriously, all of it. The good and the bad... There is beauty, and lessons to be learned from every walk, climb, stumble and fall we've ever made and experienced. I wouldn't change a thing.. I wouldn't take away any of the darkness that has opened my heart to greater understanding, and deeper feeling.
Alhamdulilah!

-A

Wouldn't change a thing

Grateful for everything.. Seriously, all of it. The good and the bad... There is beauty, and lessons to be learned from every walk, climb, stumble and fall we've ever made and experienced. I wouldn't change a thing.. I wouldn't take away any of the darkness that has opened my heart to greater understanding, and deeper feeling.
Alhamdulilah!


A.S.

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Fave line

One of my fave lines..
"Illusion never changed into something real"
This can apply to any sort of relationship,inward and outward. Be it our connection physically or spiritually to each other and our universe.
I'm not impressed by the quality of your diamonds or czs.. I don't care if you live in a mansion or on a subway chair.. Bad hair day or good hair days... Who you know or don't.
I care about YOU. Deep down inside the very soul the lies inside.
What you see is what you get with me..
Nobody to impress, just BE.
That makes me content.

A.S.

Letting Go

Its true sometimes the blood that runs in your veins isn't enough to make family, family.Growing up together, I once thought you and I would go through thick and thin, but I realize it was just me by your side. Its ironic the moment I sought my life and my happiness, you just disappeared. Years past, I pushed past that pain to reconnect.. Briefly we did, but maybe only by circumstance. My heart was still broken. Now with your final blow I'm ready to let you go.
I'm letting go.
 


A.S.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Drink

I've neared your fountain..
Saw my reflection there..
But I will not drink ..

A.S.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Thursday, January 15, 2015

Melancholy

There was a void in her.
Nobody could see..
Deep down a constant melancholy..
Yet somehow she remained sweet.
It was in her pain she understood the most..
In her flesh she was dead and deep down in her soul she lived.
Beyond the mountain's crest..
Past the edge of as far as the eye can see..
Near that sparkling star..
By the time you see her there..
She has already gone.

A.S.