Poem

Saliha Mahmood is a Guest-Writer on Muslimsinengland.com

Old and withered, a broken man
His days of youth no more.
Blow after blow and a heart so ill;
A timid warrior, an internal war.

A tall form, now stooped and worn
A dashing smile gone wilted.
His crippled soul, a chornic pain;
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Poem

What is this world but a gigantic tide – people come and go like a passing ride

Reminisce into the time – an endless sphere of moments gone by. Words spoken and unspoken – the actions outlive shaping the coming time for you and I. 

Doubt, hesitation and a moment lost – all the lingering of a distant past. What was yesterday is not today and what is today will not last. 

So uncertain is the nature of time known to us – one moment bliss, next moment chaos...

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