This earth is an examination hall,
Where Allah gives you tests and trials everyday for you to pass.
29/3/3024

Love said that I would fly, on wings strong and true,
Soaring above doubts, bathed in skies of blue.
But fear holds me grounded, a weight on my chest,
Afraid of the falling, the never-ending test.

Love whispers of courage, a fire unseen,
A strength that resides, where dreams have not been.
Maybe a leap of faith is the only way up,
To trust in love's promise, and fill my cup.

With a trembling breath, I'll take to the sky,
Love's hand in mine, as I finally fly.
For love wouldn't lie, with a message so bold,
There's magic in trusting, the story untold.
Only because love said that I could

history written within the silence
heard by way of living in the moment
a full measure running over

freedom is granted
a fight won for you

now belonging to the fighter-
pointing to freedom

this strange
seldom seen
full moon
fills our room
with more light
that we could ever ignite
although god knows
we’ve tried.

You talk about love like it’s real
like folk can be happy
together
you talk about love
like it’s okay to feel
happy
you talk about love
like it’s real
like things can work out
okay
like no one hates the day
you talk about love
like it’s real
like it could happen anyway
any day
anytime
anywhere
how bizarre
you talk about love like
it’s real.

What good are they now? Today's pale in those lights.
Beer and wine dancing naked in the dark forgetting
my Judas betrayal until I wake in guilt's shadow.
Messiah in a crypt for 3 days and nights and I arise
dancing naked with youth's drunk abandon and flowers
in her hair she smelling of her perfect cheap perfume
and I keep drowning in her perfect beauty in old dreams.
Could've, should've, would've, kiss the old days goodbye.