Thursday, 11 July 2013

Both

The dual nature of things hurts

I wonder how it could be that
The ones you love that become the means
To save you, hurt you
And I love the person but hate the sin
Where did all our promises go?
This heart hesitates to write again
But that is how it is

I guess never agains fade
You could say things a thousand times
But if your words have no weight
then it's all just worthless

I cried when my Grandfather died
I cried when she was hospitalized
I cried when my Grandmother died
But not much
It's all relative and I have cried far more
For you, I woke countless nights
And couldn't sleep countless more
I hate the sin, I hate it like words couldn't describe
When you are stagnant in your own words for so long
I think thats when little parts of you die
Again

I'm sorry if you thought this was going to be on Ramadan , Inshallah maybe another day

3 comments:

  1. The dual nature of life hurts. Agreed.

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  2. There is so much sincerity and pain in this piece...it is so beautiful and tragic at the same time. I pray that whatever is agonizing your heart will soon be resolved...that the sin of the other is conquered and forgiven and peace can again flourish.
    Ramadan Mubarak sis.

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