The Conflict

[Being_oasis]

I wish,

I was all alone

In the midst of darkness

As I walked, as I ran,

Escaping from my black soul

 

My thoughts are all gaping wound,

In my unholy mind

Being a slave of my Nafs’ (self)

Acts like salt on my bruise.

 

Every time I think of him,

My heart is but split in two

One is Satan, and one Angel,

Whom to follow and whom not

Nafs (self) makes me all confused

 

I wish I was high in the sky

With the clouds floating high

With no ‘Nafs’ tempting me

As I swam with no worries

 

As my brain was struck with these thoughts,

Lightning bolted in the sky.

And my heart which was torn,

Became one once again

I saw his presence in my soul

Which turned holy once again

Then my eyes became an ocean,

And I felt blessed again.

With each drop of tear running down through my eyes,

I perceived my Almighty forgave me once again.

[Susan Katz]

Thank you for submitting your very emotional and heart-felt poem for consideration for Featured Poem of the Month for July.  Your poem has a powerful energy that must move the reader and I am delighted that you chose to “not rhyme” your poem, relying instead on language, and images (my eyes became an ocean) to inform and impact the reader.  Thank you so much for sharing it with me, Susan

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