And so it ends...
In finding you I never knew I had to let go.
inevitably the hour passed when you finally uttered the words of departure.
Your life shared amongst me opening the gates of your fragile heart
You wrapped your blanket of comfort and sang the song of friendship.
Abruptly the tale ended, you decided to dissolve the fairy tale dream
Without a moral or happy ending you packed up and left.
I, left to walk in your shadows, trailing in confusion
Trying to comprehend why your departure has left an unhealing wound.
Will the tree you sowed ever blossom?
Will the orphan you saved ever know?
Will you ever find the one you spent your days dreaming of?
Questions that will remain so, for the girl who cherished you soul.
tempest.
Dedicated to a special friend. Leaving you with happy thoughts. tempest
posted by Tempest @ 2:04 am
6 Comments:
At 8:28 pm,
Anonymous said…
A sad and lovely poem. Bless you, dear Sister. My thoughts are with you. All praise to Allah alone, all love for Him, all goodness from Him.
Ya Haqq!
At 9:18 pm,
Anonymous said…
Tempest,
for many weeks now i have not been a blogger so i am leaving you a note this way. i hope you are well my friend. i have missed speaking with you. whatever you go through in this life, know that i stand for you in prayer. may you be blessed with the greastes of joys. may you only know peace. forever live in His warmth. thank you and as always, travel well.
sincerely
enoch
At 1:44 pm,
Sahar_Reviews said…
What you've scripted is a mixture of emotions - sealed with a note relating all unexpressed sentiments.
I pray that everything goes well with you.
ps. Scattered Vision is now perfumed with the fragrance of Kerbala. I've modified the contents but the author is still the same ;)
Regards
At 8:52 am,
enemy said…
Salam Tempest,
Kind of sad poem, but a wise teacher once shared this with me and it does help to ease the mind and heart....
Will pray for you, sister.
Something Better in Return
Should heartache enter your mind and ambush your joy,
yet it prepares the way for happiness.
Quickly it sweeps all others out of the house
so that joy may come to you from the Source of Good.
It shakes the yellow leaves from the branch of the
heart,
so that fresh leaves may grow continuously.
It pulls up the root of old happiness
so that a new ecstasy may stroll in from Yonder.
Heartache pulls up withered and crooked roots
so that no root may remain concealed.
Though heartache may extract many things from the
heart,
in truth, it will bring something better in return.
... Jalaludin Rumi
At 1:20 pm,
Tempest said…
Thank you all for your kind comments.
Sister Mardhiya I was wondering where your blog went to.
Enemy that poem is so beautiful ive never come across that one before, thank you for sharing it.
Bless you all.
At 7:02 am,
Anonymous said…
These words capture the essence of the emotions i felt on this roller-coaster of a day, more than i could have alone. Thank you tempest; you are beautiful.
<3 the girl who cherished your soul
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