Looking at the sky makes me want to cry coz do I ever try to fly high enough to reach You?

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

The past

1
The past is not a haunting
Not a dirty secret
Not skeletons in the closet

The Songs may be wrong
In one sense
But in another, they are simply a memory
Of an innocence
And purity

The past is an old friend
A memory of purity

This is why, Allah is glorified for His Purity

As a child, i never understood
(though i enquired) as to why God is "Suci" (pure)
Why do we say "subhanallah"
Which is translated into "maha suci Allah"

These songs may be "dirty"
But they remind me of a "purity"
A past which was pure.

2
I need to run between trees shaggy with green leaves
I need to watch the clouds at sea
I need to search the sky
To survive

You have always been there
You are the same
It was You

When i was younger and naive
It is still You now
Loyal and reliable
Warm, so warm.
So tender, so soft, so open.
So loving. So forgiving.

So true. So sincere.

As you have always been. It's hard to believe
You never turn Your back on me
You are never to busy
You are always reachable
You have not forgotten me
Nor do You love me less

It's hard to believe the fact
That You are the same, forever and always.

Allah. You are indeed Amazing.

3
One day in my teenage life

Peter cetera glory of love
Bryan adams everything i do
Have you really loved a woman
Simply red fairground
Daryl hall n john oates
True colors
Smoke natalie imbruglia
Jewel....
Tiffany if love is blind
Roxette vulnerable
Billy joel just the way you are
Geri halliwell
The lift goes up where we belong
Take that
Bee gees
Savage garden 

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