Am I too deep for this world?
I feel like a cauldron,
Whilst everyone else is a plate.
Where are all the cauldrons at?
I crave depth and meaning sometimes,
But plates can be nice too –
But too much of it,
Makes me feel shallow, disconnected,
When I crave for so much more.
This is the dunya,
Plain, disappointing, full of hurt.
I put too much emphasis on it,
When really it hardly matters.
It’s the next life that counts,
And that’s the most important thing-
Though the one I always miss.
Oh world, you deceived me,
I keep on being fooled by the sweetness of peoples’ faces,
But beneath the facade is something,
I crave to know about,
To seek, to check it’s depth, measure it and to connect to it, to help it.
But some times I feel stuck,
In between two different mindsets and worlds,
How do I join the two and find a happy medium – the middle way,
A balanced path, if it exists.
Or if it’s just me trying to unite my desires with my deen,
Or maybe I should just let go and be,
Release my expectations, my needs, wants, etc,
If that is even possible, who knows?