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Just a Day

May 21, 2013

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Each day is but a sheet of lined paper Clean and crisp, Unruffled by worry, Not worn, or tired and dirty, But crisp like the morning, When it is given to me. … The seconds, minutes and hours, Are lines upon the sheet of my life, Waiting for my words, For my actions, And my […]

Sabeen IhsaanArt – My Art Store

April 27, 2013

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This blog was the inspiration behind my new art initiative Sabeen IhsaanArt. Every post on ihsaanlife was accompanied by a painting or sketch and I realized how much I enjoyed making the Arabic Calligraphy.  The art on Sabeen IhsaanArt is unique and original and from the heart. “In my paintings, as in my mind, the words of […]

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Be Generous with your Pain.

April 11, 2013

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Be generous with your pain. If you are feeling blue… Lend you grief to the vast blue sky. Whisper your fears to the wind. It will carry it to the trees, Who will loan it to the breeze, And she will carry it away… To a distant land. If the tears won’t cease, Pretend its […]

O Allah Save Me…

February 23, 2013

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O Allah save me from… Words that are beautiful, Knowledge that is logical, A life full of experiences, Respect in the eyes of others, Honor and awe… … O Allah save me… From beautiful words, That flow eloquently, Fluently and frequently, Speech that is powerful, That moves others to tears, But leaves me heedless Hopeless […]

Regal Sunrise

January 27, 2013

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It was a royal sunrise, Purple waves unfurled, On the gold speckled shores. The big, black birds… Swooped real low Checking their reflections, Before they moved ashore. The morning sun glinted, Through the pastel waves. Silver spray, Joyously tinkled, Upon the bystanders, Who stood silently, In awe.

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What is Sabr?

January 20, 2013

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Is it succulent and sweet? The deep night, In whose soft shadows I worship, And weep. … Is it lip-biting and white-knuckled? Silently I grip the keys, To my house in Paradise. Because Allah knows I am right. … Is it resilient restraint? Persistence through the perilous days, Of insidious whispers, That I refuse to […]

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