The Night

The night speaks volumes
the clouds blanketing the glimmer of the stars
To where my sight is at rest
howling of the nightly ghosts fade
To where the sound is an echo in an orchestral ambiance

The night speaks volumes
the skin and robes layered in numbers
To where this soul abides
the internal systems animated in hidden layers
To where this flesh oozes with vigor

The night surviving as the epitome of lost souls
Until the sun shines through the mercy it holds
The guidance of odd paths
Budding faith in accounted chances
Journeying the cloudy nights

Sickened by the claims of these lone riders
Taint the loneliness with risen hands
One call for this moonlit dance
For these hands to sway and these feet to move
In directions unimaginable to this incapacitated intellect

For the blood in these veins to experience the effect
The wild horse running unleashed in the storm above
With the rain droplets sinking deep into the pores
Lone rider, wont you stay longer?
Lone rider no more; Slave I am journeying forever

The night speaks volumes
cheats the honorable
honors the cheater
Softens the heartbeat
And punishes the deceiver

Khoon Kay Rishtay

Ya khoon kay rishtay bhi... kya ajeeb bandhan hai
Dhoor hokay zindaghi khaali khaali lagnay lagthi hai
Qareeb hokay demagh kharaab hota hai
Kya hoti ya zindaghi aghar aas paas main waqt guzar tha
Aur kya hai ya zindaghi jab waqt kuch aur hota hai hummaray yahan
Suraj nikal nay lagtha hai jab wahan raat chah jaati hai
Kya ajeeb hai ya bandhan
App ko bina janay dil bechayn hota hai
Milnay ki tamanna rehti hai
Yahi raaz aur muhabbat khil nay lagthi hai
Khoon kay rishtay bhi... Allah ki naimat hai

Freestyle-like Stuffage

Why resurrect these tears?/ why ignite the heat?/ conquer the fears/ recall the spiritually elite/ the ink all gone/ the mind is flawed/ reverberated through rhymes and songs/waterfalls, rivers, seas, oceans/keys to escape this dungeon/the echoes of the waves of the currents/ through the walls painted with the cash flow and cents/ dispatch, some sign some signal to climb over the fence/ the wealth beneath the stones, raising to the skies/ this misery it buys/crossing the border with holes drilled deep/barbed wires and bricks weren't bought cheap/but from the sweat of my father, the sleepless nights of my mother/just to see their dreams go down the gutter/racing every track just to feed my brother/but this wall that echoes the waves/just a glimpse these eyes crave/to blink these lashes and catch some dust from the sea in this dream catcher/this pitcher's glove worn out losing its stature/ heads resting on these bricks with flashes of his daughter's mother/to hold her close and never look at a another/ the Will never questioned/ the trust never broken/ an escape for the chosen/ an expedition to search for the lost/ this prison was the cost/prison of the body/ liberation of the heart/ damned in words/ rescued in soul/

An accusation of faith/ a label on my state/ I think something in my mind/ feel something inside/ I believe I should have cried/ I should have risen to a trance/ to understand and abide/ this fear of this accusation/ messing with my purpose in ostentation/ this mat on the ground/ this forehead upon the dirt/ going from ruku' to sujood alert/ mind in the game/ mine was the same/ sitting by the window/ appearing as a shadow/ my gaze fixed on each motion/ he shut the door to his car with a mindset/ To the trunk and back to pay this debt/ behind the trees, a few steps in pace/ Was my home and place/ My brother, I too put my forehead upon the earth/ This too was my destiny from the time of birth/ I too fear my time in this traveling place/ I pray that you pass each trial with grace/ Allah is my Lord/ This truth cannot be ignored/ And as I feel this inside/ These words do subside/ My weakness/ My struggle/ From Him I cannot hide

Sacred Street Art

my next trip to NY, I wanna see this wall Insha'Allah.

http://www.vimeo.com/1448926

To Him we belong & to Him is our return.