Eight Feet Tall

Bismillah… I am a dwarf. But I am standing on the shoulder of a giant. And the view is great from up here! You can have the same view, too! But at first you have to admit that you are a dwarf. And then you have to stand on the shoulder of a giant.

The red pill

Bismillah

I have taken
The red pill.

Now there is
No turning back.

It is now
Or never.

And even if
I could
I would not

Return to where
I was before.

You cannot turn
Your back
On your Lord.

He is facing
You.

Wherever
You may go.

………………………..
Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
date: Dec 04, 2015
short url: bit.ly/2b3G0eO

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The little signs

Bismillah

The little signs!
The little signs!!

That remind
Your heart.

He has not
Forsaken you.

The little signs
That mesmerize!

Take a moment.
Take them in.

Let them satisfy
Your craving.

Little reminders
Delight your soul.

A surprise visit.
From a long lost…

Friend!
Enjoy the bliss.

The encounter
Is brief.

Away it goes
Without a trace.

Leaving a sweet
Aftertaste.

………………………..
Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
date: July 29, 2016
short url: bit.ly/2adt9CP

The departure

Bismillah

Love has made me
Breathless.

How can I
Tend to you?

When I am
Lovelorn?

Love has made me
Restless.

My heart is
A hot air balloon.

Each time I shed
My burdens

I rise higher
And higher!

To The Most High!

Love has made me
Sleepless.

I am awake
And dreaming.

How can I
Keep my word?

When I have
Lost my senses?

Love has made me
Aimless.

How can I
Focus

On anything
But love?

My eyes are diverted.

From the seen
To The Lord
Of the unseen.

Our journey
Together
Must end now.

We traveled
Hand in hand.

Sharing words
Of wisdom.

We must part
In silence.

And journey
Alone.

Until we meet again.

In the court
Of Love.

………………………..
Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
date: July 28, 2016
short url: bit.ly/2azIIZc

Friendship

.
Bismillah

Are you willing
To talk?

And listen?

Friend-to-friend?
Heart-to-heart?
Soul-to-soul?

Vendors
Masquerade.

As well-wishers
Who know me.

Selling wares
I do not need.

Disguised as
Must-haves.

Packaged
In a pretty box.

What I seek
Has no label.

No barcode.

No price tag.

What I seek
Cannot be sold.

And what is sold
Is not what
I seek.

Are you willing
To leave
This marketplace?

When your soul
Is restless
And homeless.

When your heart
Is broken
And empty.

Perhaps then
Will you come.

Perhaps then
Can words flow.

Friend-to-friend.
Heart-to-heart.
Soul-to-soul.

And mend us.

With Divine Love.

………………………..
Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
date: July 26, 2016
short url: bit.ly/2a8PrWx

The umbilical cord

Bismillah

You want
To be lifted.

Higher
And higher.

Yet you are afraid
To let go.

The known and
The comfortable
Drags you down.

To the ground
Where gems sparkle.

Only to lure you
To stay.

What lies beyond
Is beyond
Your wildest dreams.

Cut the umbilical cord.

What nourished you
Once is now
Binding you.

To a place where
You do not belong.

………………………..
Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
date: July 26, 2016
short url: bit.ly/2a3UtCZ