The Dark Side

I succumb to the walls,
Retiring all my beliefs.
My fears standing tall,
Dance upon my relief.

The ceiling is tainted,
As shadows pirouette.
Their tunes are painted,
Along hues of contempt.

This conjunction joining,
Two different parts of me.
Is a neat & willful catering,
To a darker side you never see.

-Nameera.

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Fade

Where have you been,
For such a long time?
I’ve longed to be seen,
All through our life.

Time comes to a pause,
As you mirror my ways.
All your societal laws,
Cringe & cease to stay.

I’m not a reflection,
You see in the mirror.
I’m your hesitation,
An inborn error.

But you only inhale,
As much air as they say.
I’m vital to your tale,
Yet you let me fade away.

-Nameera.


Don’t suffocate your differences for the sake of their acceptance. Before seeking it in others, learn to accept yourself.

Your differences don’t limit your chances of having a good life. The only possible hindrance to a happy life is aping others & not acknowledging things that make you who you are.

Oculus

Circling this holy tomb,
We sharpen our spears.
The rising blood moon,
Is destined to appear.

The night is stretched,
Across these shadows.
Demons so wretched,
Stoke rage with bellows.

The hole you’re left with,
Engraved upon the heart.
Is the window; too stiff,
To let life take a start.

Tear the curtains apart,
Smash the window panes.
Mend your bloody heart,
Hold on till you’re sane.

-Nameera.

The Skeleton in my room

It was one of those days when I decided to let sleep get the better of me. Around that time I also started getting lucid nightmares but the night had passed peacefully & it was almost evening.
Suddenly I woke up, not physically but mentally. My mind was wide awake but I couldn’t move my body. I tried to open my eyes but the lids simply wouldn’t budge. I thought I knew what was coming next. Little did I realize that there was something else in store for me this time.

For quite some time I struggled to muster enough strength to open my eyes and in the end, my view was crystal clear. What followed next was the strangest occurrence of my life.

I lay motionless in my bed for about a nanosecond. You see, what was in front of me was mind-blowing. It stared at me with its burning hollow eyes.

The skull it had for a head was on fire & it wore a black cloak. Its bony hand was placed on my chest, restricting my movements.

What would have been your first thought on seeing something like that?

Well, the top three things on my mind were:

1. Can this be really happening? I mean, could it be that the Ghost Rider is really real? Wow, hey Nicholas Cage, Sup!?

2. Okay wait it could also be a dementor from Hogwarts.

3. No wait, what if he’s Malak-al-maut (Angel of Death) & he has finally come to take my soul?

When the third possibility hit my mind I began praying in my heart though I couldn’t move my lips.

I also made sure to notice my surroundings so that when this is over I can make out whether it was just a dream or something real.

The first thing I noticed was my purple curtains. There was faint sunlight pouring in my room filling it with orange light. I could even see the finer particles that appear due to Tyndall effect mostly near the window pane which was quite close to my bed.

It must have lingered for about 5 seconds or so and then there was a sudden sensation of someone letting go of my chest. I sat upright in bed with a clear picture of what just happened.

My room was almost orange & I could see Tyndall effect making itself evident near the window.

The very next night I saw the bony hand again while I was half-asleep. But after that everything stopped (I had had other experiences too, besides the one with the skull).

I don’t know if this was just a nightmare or a real incident but I was never afraid of these occurrences. Honestly speaking my courage comes from experiences of this sort, not on my own.

I always had(have) a hard time believing in ghost stories. Even the skull, apparition or whatever it was didn’t scare me as I would normally be, imagining about it.

I’d like to add the fact that I wasn’t depressed when these things started. I was around 14 & was having the time of my life. All this began out of the blue which ultimately led to my disturbed mental condition(particularly related to sleep). This in turn became the sole reason for my lucid nightmares.

6 Arabic Proverbs To Live By

Bidding farewell to this blessed month of Ramadan is never easy. Yet, the time has come to move forward & hopefully practice good deeds for the rest of the year, not just wait for this blissful month to give time to Islam.

Here are some Arabic proverbs that are, in a way pieces of advice, a word of caution we should keep in mind.

🔸اجتنب مصاحبة الكذاب فإن اضطررت إليه فلا تُصَدِّقْهُ.
“Avoid the company of liars, but if you can’t, don’t believe them.”


🔸احذر عدوك مرة وصديقك ألف مرة فإن انقلب الصديق فهو أعلم بالمضرة.
“Be wary around your enemy once, and your friend a thousand times. A double crossing friend knows more about what harms you.”


🔸اختر أهون الشرين.
“Go with the lesser of two evils.”


🔸إذا قصرت يدك عن المكافأة فليصل لسانك بالشكر.
“If you’re unable to reward, then make sure to thank.”


🔸أشد الفاقة عدم العقل.
“Lack of intelligence is the greatest poverty.”


🔸إصلاح الموجود خير من انتظار المفقود.
“It’s better to fix what you have than wait to get what you don’t have.”


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Sleep

It’s either me,

Or your thoughts.

-Sleep.