Driving to work stranger to stranger

ignorance is bliss they say

bliss is what we abuse to attain

ignorance surrounds us from the thought you started with to write in detail, finding those exact feelings that at times we chose to explain with words. thats what we have left at the end. when the truth comes out.... like a whisper it seems now from the call it once made.

A call to something real more then that drive to work. the drive you hate but love, but who are kidding.... now? You or Him... because those who read dont matter at the end. there just words we all use.

to connect somehow, and we do because it feels the same. But it never is ... and no one will ever know.

Soul Dance i am sorry to say that chowk put the wrong poem
according to the title. I apoligize
thanks

City Connection the story of every relationship, here
starts in a car.

could be shorter

Truth vs. Lie i sit here with your article printed out in from of me.
i have re- read it over and over agian.
everytime i find something new of understanding.

I am so impressed by the way you have expressed this confusion
that lies inside some ones mind. The back and forth struggle of
what is the right thing to do... to believe.

Allah is there... in us.. we know what is right and wrong. But he has
given us free will ..... which depends on us to decide... it makes us feel so
alone at times. That it almost forces us to talk to ourselves....

My qs lies in your truth.. and your lie..?
Do they represent anyone... or just your feelings?
what were the feelings u felt as u wrote this?


you dont have to answer.... my it was a amazing

Truth vs. Lie oh my god! i didnt know you wrote on the home page... i mean i did,, but it just never clicked...

i still havent read it properly! so you`ll hear from me!

And then God Spoke! i have to say that your experience shot my iman( faith)
sky high... although i know u have wrote this long ago.... i just came across it
i feel as if i am not alone in actually hearing and feeling Allah.
sometimes i forget that i saw miricles at one time
i glad there are others... like u... who share these experiences
if you care to read one of mine... it is called until that day in the unplugged section- fiction
it would be great for some feedback
thank you
ma