“Sometimes this city can look like a desert concrete dunes that stretch endless further than the London eye can see, parched travellers riding the nine to five like camels – fatigued, legs beginning to falter – buckling under…
“Like everyone else I know your life was never perfect You had your Share of traumas and pain Oppression was deeply planted Well before eyes could open But you still Chose to smile Chose to laugh Whenever the…
The door is open, but the question is in who desires to enter it Rābiʿa al-ʿAdawiyya البابُ مفتوحٌ ولكنّ الشّأن فِيمَنْ يَرغَبُ أن يدخُلَهُ al-bābu maftūḥun walākinna al-shaʾnu fīman yarghabu an yadkhulahu The door . al-bābu . البابُ…
“for just this moment forget his hurt forget yourself be still for just this moment rest your heart erase your story lean back into yourself breathe then fall fall all the way back into the arms of the…
“I thought sorry would be enough to end wars, to dry tears, reincarnate the dead Lazarus is with us I thought it would unwidow the widow, unorphan the orphan I thought it would unite nations and tribes Your…
“Young men scratching the old records of memory, the old stories of antiquity Give them a new spin, telling a different story, yet always the same enemy Dark and cruel, there outside, lurking in the shadows of false…
“The long sleep has been annihilated as the thrumming of the awakened heart soars with the spirit ever upward to The Beloved on a heavenly journey of blessings with every niyyah, every prayer, every vision of beauty” from…
“whether the tree was planted and staked with intention or whether it was a wild sapling destiny pushed through the undergrowth of the norwich cemetery i don’t know but God knew and God knows the branches spread a…
“Pull a puddle into your palm one sip will fill your mouth with poetry and quench the quest for art” from The Valley of Khayal - Wajiha Khalil in A KALEIDOSCOPE OF STORIES Muslim Voices in Contemporary Poetry…