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Is Hell waiting for Advocating the Devil’s Plan?

Walking through the roughness on earth,

Making lashes to create sinuosity out of a potential Gift,

Do I kill them all? That resembles to the Devil’s blueprint,

Or, I can just make friends to move up for the short-run,

Then, fire be lit for it for its advise,

Stones on my flesh, Steaming me up for deception,

Here I come struggling to see the light for eternal peace, 

Monster within me will not experience defeat at fluffy cost,

So hell with it the Devil’s disguised plan as Angelic,

I don’t need for em’ to be an Advocate, 

Creating my own awakening when on gloomy day, 

Let the moon rise and the sun drown, 

Risen is the light on the West-Side too early, 

Be my testimony for today as the final day of life, 

Send me home to the Heaven you promised me God, 

…else the world is already leading the way to Hell. 

The End of Day Choices Or, Good Deeds to scale?

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2n Book Project: Sneak Peek “How to Drop 30lbs – In Home” – Post (Accident) -Traumatization

Accident and,  Endorphins of Joy in Sadness

Start By Self Love and, Care

Intermittent Fasting, Emotional Eating Habits, Putting a Stop to Cravings.

Calorie Counting My Fitness Pal

10 Push-Up 3 Sets – Build up to 60 to 100 PushUps A Day 

 Brain is Elevated or at it’s Optimal Functional Alertness

Teas, Coffee and, Water Fasts until Supper

Prayers, Less Aggressive Music Genre, Sleep Etiquettes 

Short-term Loss Vs, Long-term Momentum of Ideal Weight

Get a TreadMill and, Elastics Bands

Make Health a Priority

Say no to Smoking or Drinking and, Toxic Company

Say Dikhr of Allah and, Included Prayers That Helped Me 

Nothing is Worth it Here in Duniya Don’t Get Attached 

Ultimate Goal of Jannah if Allah Wills

Read Your 5 daily Salats and, Recite as Much of The Holy Quran

Just so you guys know the last book written 5 years ago has been re-published now available on Amazon.

Collection of Poems Book 1.

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Life of Poets

When, there is a part of human being in a worldly living canvas / 5

Can not imagine the fruits of earthly labor/ 10

On a flip realm as Paradise. /15

The Apple taste so sweet and, sloshing, /20

Rebel speaks in my conscious, /25

However, I may become sinless one-day, /30

Just like a new born. /35

Re-learn to De-attach my spirit,/ 40

From the template of earth,/ 45

How can I not ponder the universe? / 50

Water and, Air it’s what makes us alive,/ 55

BE friendly winds revolving in nature,/ 60

Momentum against friction,/65

Walking under the moonlight reflect of a remunerated lakeshore. /70

The Hot-Sauce In Affairs

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This is far from knowing what if,

I’m not denying the hospitality,

The learning of a apparent fact,

Or, a mere opinion on history,

IDK – somehow, I see the Siracha,

The shift of brainy neurones making

– and forming a new perception,

I should have known or understood,

How come know it’s close to what was

– far before,

Comprehend it –

No one knows it all,

It’s the unlimited human potential,

Vastly matched with his limited

– abilities.

Which is why originally I lacked the knowledge

of unknowing.

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The chained doors around cross path crossing
 The road to eternal existence 
The barriers of the red neon light 
Only to store a version of stop
All else failed
Destiny took out early to a reborn shine
Now cross path crossing
Seems to be clever with echoes of tales of haunting spirits 
...wandering the gates
Flash backs hits as the the new dimension craves up
Once the dream was over it 4:14 am 
Quite early to start the freshly dream vision
The deep sleep cycle of illusive shapes and patterns 
Never fails to impress to show
A story telling Way 
To Guide and Protect
Whenever there is X- No Entry
The Will Lifts 
UP in Sleep
Unsolving Power of Unknown
Ameen
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Power of Unknown

Soak me deep into the ocean.

Of possibilities which can.

Coming to knowing it’s a journey.

It’s irrelevant now to me.

Unknown is spreading it’s power.

On my plans.

On my past darkness.

On my enlightened soul.

Spread the love.

Love, Love, Love.

Is enough? For, a spirit.

Or, would you rather know.

That car accident, around.

Has your veil for death.

Unknown has it’s power.

Of hope, factuality and persistence.

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I felt love.

I felt love.

Once, it rained a storm of emotions deep side my heart. I felt furious as all surrounding seemed euphorically like heaven. I could reach the stars, and teleport for an adventure in far abiding cosmos. Impossible meant achieving what is not possible. Safe to say strong emotion of loving was at it’s peak. I didn’t need food or sleep to be human. Only, thoughts of happily marrying a princess. Perhaps, love is a filter which blinds a man of all logical rationals. Best, to taste it’s worth at least once before departure to the next journey of life.

Love thy-self

Affectionated heart which blinds the mind, logical ways are all distorted by. Humanly, affliction comes with pain. Don’t offer too much as it’s a pricey gift. Be self-aware before you love or ought to gain a innings on someone’s affairs just love thy-self or take the pain – 🎎

Blue Sky: Time to step-it-up

Blue Sky: Time to step-it-up

Hello Admires…

It’s been a while since I’ve logged in again. I really want to pay my gratuity for those who still are subscribed. Just haven’t been creative lately, as one the chair of my school puts it in perfect words;  his incredible 25 years of experience teaching, topped with holding a leadership position as a master academia personality. Says it all, “Some people have plenty of time at hands but no money, and there is another group who don’t have time but money – the point of your life should be to have both time and money” these aren’t the exact words he used but pretty close to our last conversation at his office. Let’s just say I’m a follower of this philosophy. It fascinating to see the abundance open it’s gates to you and how the universal powers work in your favour once you align every breath of your being in a purpose you’d almost feel to  good to be true. As in lucid.

Let me just start the practice of gearing up the mind with what it’s actually thinking of behind the scenes rather than occasionally mumbling  about a moment which struck me in the past.

Ready? Let’s just write it in a poem, shall-we?

Tunes patterning into the bloodstream,

A paper, A pen, A coffee

Mind rushing to intact,  

In ink what the tongue can’t say aloud,

Looking for no one, 

Yet, something is lost, 

What is it? A crow passes by,

Flying high, fading away,

Must be in the stars, 

What felt so lost yesterday, 

I see it clearly, 

It’s so faceless as I see it in the clouds, 

White, rainy sometimes grey and edgy, 

Sky’s surface so blue and wide, 

Just one look makes you forget, 

The problems, emotions, or fears,

Vision enlarging to bright to stand, 

Cosmos are searching to open abundance, 

For those who have spines, 

Stand-up now it’s time to step-it-up,

 

That’s good to have that out of the system. Now, I can focus, smile and just be a peace. Not really but sort of. It is just a therapy which provides fixtures of calmness to the furious brain.

“Writing it’s a tool best used when expressed so grab and write, it’s magical”– Faran Karem

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Moment of Green Tea

The Moment of Green Tea

I always like to see and compare how my companions of worldly citizens take time offs for blog creation. On par for my end in western Canada – there hasn’t been one single time when I don’t sleep in early during a day and then stay late at night (1:20 Am) to adhere to the summing silence of horning traffic, blasting of musicals by ongoing drivers seen from the window; hence; sighting of the main road. Today, I must say there isn’t much excitement happening and also it’s been almost a year since my last blog post. Don’t know if I still have it in me. But, the good news is apart from having a boring prospect career as an number cruncher. I actually, found the local University to offer creative skills in poetry writing, dramatic stories or fictional novels. I think I’m in luck for this upcoming fall season. The long drags of snowy days, aha! I sometimes like them too. The good news is already been shared. Can we just turn on some brainy cordons and rehearse a poem here already? I know you are waiting for one; as I like to pre-assume to enjoy an invisible audience.

“The Inspired Moment”

Hints to the parallels of the universe,

Psychopath crimes on the urge earth,

Can one cut through to make on next,

Never have one ever nation thought so well,

New to this level but there goes hell,

There isn’t much difference from here,

Us living and some making the cut for next,

I thought there is someone who listens,

A door which is sacredly hidden,

But, only if you were awake to sneak into it’s hiddens,

The folk on weekends,

That’s what happens?

You know what there is something there but it’s kind of (meh), well that’s what happens within a few months of out of writing conditioning…Goal is to never stop blogging. A better post to come by tomorrow for the followers. Enjoy your short weekends.

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