I think
The best part of me came
When I actually started to do things that awake my soul
Like remembering God while looking at the scenery stretched out from the window
Like drinking my father's hot milo and imagine how heavens filled with rivers just as sweet
Sweeter than any liquid I could ever tasted
It makes me alive
To be outside
In the cold
When God blesses us with comfort
Of walking past down the street with birds chirping celebrating the silence
Only your thoughts playing like music
I watch as the sky greet me with soft blues knowing that I hardly wake up enjoying the mornings
It makes me feel alive
To be aware that I'm actually alive
And doing things of what God expects of me
When I remember Him
My heart feels sleepy
It rests and sleep safe and sound like it has been running for so long
I realise how it has been burning out, exhausted by the world full of lies
So when I got to remember God ( Allah S.W.T.)
That is when
I feel alive.
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Repetition
PoetrySometimes a cup of coffee and morning vibes won't work until you get a pinch of reality to be fully aware of ourselves, and what is truly happening outside our living bubble. Let's read one to find which line of this reality hit yours.
