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Be Thankful For the Desolate Dark Times

We regret words said; causing others pain
And before we know it, friendships are slain
We can't stop spiraling thoughts in our minds
But only be guided with words so kind
We can't force man to look into their souls
We can only help and hope they will know
to contemplate and to better themselves
in helping their character to excel

Be thankful for the desolate dark times
They're our life's trials made of building blocks
forming our resilience and our rock
Be thankful for the hardships and sorrow
That brought a feeling inside so hollow
That tears us apart but then passes by
And the distress of life that makes us cry
Be thankful to God for pain that has passed
Taught us that whirlwinds of torment don't last

The cup is half full, never half empty
From our fervent hardships stems plenty
Of blessings around us. Reap them gently!
Sweet Life will never be a blissful breeze
Assurance and hopefulness are the keys 
For verily after hardship comes ease


*Note to the reader
This is a motivational poem which is firstly a reminder to myself but also meant for anybody and everybody who is going through hardship. Soon the sun will shine and there will be light. Be patient and soon you will see light at the end of the tunnel.

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The Narcissist and the Moon

Her mind is the remains of a diseased carcass
Jealous of even her own son and daughters
She goes by the title of mother 
Yet she abuses her kids like no other
They are her punching bags when her tongue becomes a fist
She aims her verbal punch and does not miss 

Lacking empathy, her envious nature has no remorse
She will bully with a force, 
What next? Be the cause of divorce? 

Squats in a place letting others see shes ready to feed the poor
For what reason? To earn good rewards? 
Or to serve delusions of grandeur?
Her character displays black spots revealing the truth 
While being a bully to HER youth 

Your son!
Deserves your unconditional love
Instead he struggles like a helpless child to rise above
Her abuse and manipulation 
Struggling to draw boundaries in this ugly situation
She will go as far as making her son mentally crack
Lacking remorse and without looking back 

In the darkness the moon shines bright
And from its bold presence she gets a fright
How dare another shine brighter than her every night?
The moon unconditionally gives her unwavering light
Spitting venom, the envious narcissist attacks and shows her many flaws
The moon is not a machine and as usual will ignore...
Up to a certain extent 
Until asserting its presence with no relent 

The narcissist is verbally abusive and models disrespect
Lacking empathy, she cannot introspect
Self-reflect please! 
Lady your conflict resolution skills are poor!
You've destroyed your sons sanity and life
Relationship with his wife...
what more?
Will you teach him to be an abuser too?
Just like you? 

Jannah does not lie under the feet of an abusive mother
She paves a road to hell by making others suffer
So bad that her son with all his might
Crumbles to a state of a boy and ignores his human right
Of walking away from her abuse 
Thinking he must accept it and not refuse 

Hold your tongue. Did you not know your children deserve your respect?
Not a bully who targets her son like a medalling wreck 
Of high importance is her reflection in the mirror
Her grandiose sense of self is always the winner
Broken, shattered, she has a need to control
Only God can fix the narcissist and make her whole 

She remained envious and never knew 
The moon could never be subdued
To the narcissists disrespect
And abuse due to her intellect
The narcissist never knew
That while the gentle wind blew
They both had a shine so bright
While the narcissist was a red fire
Raging with desire
I was the bold presence of the moonlight.

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Bruised But Not Broken

Her spirit was made of pastel colours, glitter, tears and light
Her heart was made of smiles, strength and dynamite 
She wore courage on her sleeve and bravery on her face
She welcomed resilience with a warm embrace 

A part of her was the moon who rose above drama in the sky
A part of her was a shining star who refused to die
Leaning on the other stars in her milkyway
Her friends were her support structure and there to stay 

Do not judge her assertiveness as it creates protective walls
Not only from a crazy narcissist, but from any other great fall
Do not judge her walls as they kept her alive
It was all part of her process... shatter and then rise

She had worn many titles in her life
Such as daughter, friend, counsellor and wife...
She had been the provider, a teacher, and one who strives
But most of all, she wore the title of one who survives 

Yes! A survivor who many times did not need to tell...
The world of the numerous times she fell
Because she used her energy to get back on her feet
And go once more on life's rollercoaster's seat 

To the narcissist who dared to come close to my domain
And attempt to inflict her misery and pain
Come closer once more and play with my chaos...
Prove to me what I already know - (her sanity was always lost!)

Her bruised soul starts to heal and slowly discards the pain
As she dances to resilience in the summer's rain
She takes her scars as a souvenir and token 
That her soul was once bruised, but will never be broken

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Walking Away

You'd ask yourself whether this is real
Are you ready to seal this deal? 

But you've walked away
To pray...
Confusingly, you didn't stay!
Communicate!
Is that not the way?

And if we go our separate ways
I wont regret that I brought you to my school on those days
I won't regret I said I love you and it was real
... The love that we say we feel

Perhaps it was love
But it's truth may be questionable
Perhaps the one above 
Will show us our love is inevitable

But you've walked away!
And left me alone
Just to pray on your own...
Where was your heart!
When you find it,
Use it to bring us together
Not drive us apart

(Based on an incident in Sea Point on an evening when the subject of the poem walked away)

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Sonnet 10: I Still Love You

I love you with all my fragile heart 
Through our present time we are apart.
I need to recover with some space 
While I miss you in every place

We have ecstatic ups and depressing downs
We give sweet smiles and fearful frowns
I miss you and the smell of your perfume
We wait patiently until we can resume

As I think of your sweet soft face
I think of your warm embrace
You holding my hand and kissing my lips
And your hands that settle right on my hips

Dear God grant that I may become strong
For only in his arms do I want to belong


~Honorable Mention~
Contest: 400, Any Rhyme - Max Of 14 Lines,
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 06/01/2019

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She Wanted To Rest In Peace

She wanted a husband and a married life
She wanted a child and to forever be a wife
She wanted to be happy and smile
Instead of go through this trial
She felt hurt and alone
As she struggled to find in him her home 

Pushed down on the floor with a hand on her neck
Beating the anger into her head
With a fist 
She layed there and didn't resist
She felt the punches to her head that pained
And her hurt face that wore a red stain 

She felt the familiar pain arrive
As past memories of separation became alive
Pain rushed through her heart as she strived
To move forward and survive
Her broken heart
And her soul that fell apart 

All she wanted now was to pray to go
To  her granmothers new home
She had patience but it was not good enough
And everytime she went through a separation it was tough
Cry it out, let the river flow
Allah sees everything and knows 

She did not drink, drug, cheat or abuse
Yet she got tossed as though she was refuse
Now all she wanted was to go to her gran on the other side
Where there are no emotional rollercoaster rides
All she wanted was to be released
All she wanted was to rest in peace

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Sonnet 9: What Would You Rather Be

Be an honest sinner
or a perfect fool?
A fearful worried repenter?
or a silent breaker of rules?

And verily all sons of Adam are sinners
The best of them are those who repent
God created everyone imperfect
The rules of His creation were for no man bent

When a lie is told, an odor will derive
Angels stay far from this stench that they hate
70 fornication sins are equivalent to one lie
Untruthfulness has an awful fate

The beauty of Islam is that hope for change persists
Therefore turn and repent for perfection on this dunya does not exist

Wardah Ahmed
2016

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The Haunted Memory

I long to hide in a hole and stay hidden
Embarrassment haunts me as the memory resurfaces
All eyes punish me with their glares

My moral sense did not guide me
For it was not developed
At 14, my young mind did not know consequences 

I beat myself up in my mind
I scream to make it better
But the anxiety never goes away

the memory never fades
As it uninvitedly resurfaces, I relive it 
Over and over and over again

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No One Else Can Fix Me

Broken and shattered
Important things never mattered
No one else can fix me
Except the one who never sleeps
The One who listens to me weep

Confusion and anxiety
Couldn’t be cured with acts of piety
No one else can fix this 
It’s just a sweet dark bliss

I lift my hands up in prayer
And speak openly with no layers
A sigh of long awaited relief
Destroys the ugly grief
And I stare at the sky
With the river’s tears in my eyes
No one else can fix me 
Only You!

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So Many Men Who Take

So many men who take
And in doing so cause damage and Heart break 
To women who must put the pieces back together
They rise up from the pain
They start looking once again
In the stormy weather
For this beautiful thing called love
They rise above 
The pain
With new hope again 

Only to meet the same or worse calibre as before
Not realizing the drama that's in store
Men want their needs to be met
So they will pressure for it until they get
A woman's chastity. They...
Spend a little but expect a lot in return. They
Keep women as back ups for when they get burned 

Her parents never told her about the nature of men
And how to be smart in dealing with them
How to be assertive and when to walk away
And how to attract only the right one to stay 

So after all that happened why did she stay? 
When this was clearly not the only way?
She lost all hope and was tired of looking
They all cause pain
The efforts of looking once more will all be in vain
The routine of hurt will remain the same
What she seeks does not exist
Therefore it was futile to persist