Beauty in the struggle

I'm hungry for piety cause piety is alright, while stark in this society's anxiety with no light.
I'm, remaining calm, far from previous mistakes,
Gun, shots to the snakes
Blah
To give you the taste.

As the world turns i feel like I'm running out of time,
Be careful with those steps cause the destiny is divine,
Never thought these pearls can get me out of line,
On the journey through poverty I convinced myself I'm fine.
Stars so high and I can see them as they shine,
Dreams turned to nightmares that haunted my inner child,
In this concrete jungle not eating can get you wild,
Because there's lions and cheaters and they only here to bite.
Stealing is deluding that leads to serious crimes, i see it as relieving as the mother when she cries,
But then Judgement day is coming,
Where people will be gathered in crowds,
Its not a choice to be there and your faith will figure that out.
All the hatred in this world, i hope that I'm forever kind,
The key to this is modesty while you remaining calm.
God doesn't change you until you change whats inside,
Its not about your looks when he start checking your heart.

I'm hungry for piety cause piety is alright, while stark in this society's anxiety with no light.
I'm, remaining calm, far from previous mistakes,
Gun, shots to the snakes
Blah
To give you the taste

There's beauty in the struggle ugliness in the success,
Cause all this money in the world will never bring you happiness,
Not saying you should be hungry cause you don't what is next,
But Allah is the best planner and this life is just a test.
Looking at the means to consider that I'm blessed,
Although at times its hard and i feel like I am cursed,
Like the holy prophet may peace upon him I wanna be best,
And as an orphan I know that is lawful to drink my tears.
While watching at one that hatched in a forbidden nest,
That little one is growing fast and i have to confess,
That his mother is the diamond in a dirt and she oppressed,
But since life is a test, then i pray its for the best.
I wanna raise my home under the banner of tawheed
The path to this is believing Allah followed by actions, then I'll be healed,
Sealed in the passion of loving the creator the his prophet more than me,
May peace be upon him, his comforter indeed.

I am hungry for piety cause piety is alright, while stark in this society's anxiety with no light.
I'm, remaining calm, far from previous mistakes,
Gun, shots to the snakes
Blah
To give you the taste

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