Poem: So here I am

So here I am
Crying over the spilt milk
Knowing it is pre-Ordained by The Haqq but refuse to accept it

Is this the way a lowly slave should act?
The murderer is crying when the murdered happened
When she himself seeking for the death

Refuse to move on even though the path is clear
Hard to let go of the old way
Still basking in the unlawful thoughts
Even though the conscience keep nagging

Seek refuge in the True Love is the only way out
She knows that is the only alternative but . . .
O it’s so comfortable to be left here, she says
Knowing the lights forward is attainable if she so desired
However hard it is to conquer the present hurdle

Have faith o slave of Allah
Despair is not the way of a Muslim
Don’t you always have tawbah?
And Quran is full of hopefulness
Turn back, Return back to the manual
You will be fine


by: Nadhilah Saffini