Single Muslims be like....

Muslims have a funny way of freaking out about marriage. Chill out. Calm down. It'll happen when it's time. Nobody can ignore the feeling of yearning for your soul mate. Because nothing can replace that. But in the interim being all depressed, or desperate, or obsessive, or just plain annoying, won't help you get closer to the one that's meant for you (matter of fact, he/she is probably running away). Allah says that He turns each of us toward a goal and He'll bring us together. So focus on your goals. Focus on becoming the best person you can be. Your soul mate will be searching you out in the meantime. God knows best.

This is a poem I wrote in about 3 minutes flat. No real editing. Not even many punctuations. Just an expression of what was on my mind after seeing so many Desperados and hearing that same old song "Don't lose hope!" from people who mean well but honestly get on my last nerve. What do I look like, I'm desperate? God's will is God's will. If this is where I am, this is where I am. And I love it. I wake up happy. I go to bed satisfied. And when I'm married I will wake up happy, and go to bed...satisfied. lol Come on now. Life goes on so go live it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Zawj Zombie~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It isn’t easy

But these cats spending more time lookin at wheels than they do trynna seal the deal

How does that make you feel?

When you jump brooms and have ‘I dos’ with strangers and wonder why nobody’s giving you sympathy

How did you think it’d be?

Lonely souls seeking guidance don’t listen for answer

They pray having made up their minds

Hair falling out from stress

Now you have puppy dog eyes when someone else is “next”

You’re going bald from jealousy and envy.

Pale face, lookin like you got “Single for forever” cancer

 

But God don’t make no mistakes.

Patience, perseverance, being happy with yourself first

These are the steps it takes

And no, don’t look at me with the side eye

Like “Well if you so damn smart, where your guy?”

See I’m currently taking my own advice.

Because if I chose to do so like other negro I could be married before the week's out

Before April showers from sky

Before May flowers and humid ATL nights

The thing is, everyday is a beautiful struggle while I wait for my Mr. Right

 

My king. My reason for smiling for no reason.

Looking dumb face, that real goofy cheesin.

My partner for forever always working together toward the goal

See I have no need to be stressin because everyday I have hope in that blessing

And until then I have my blessings. And they are abundant

 

Why be ungrateful when life is so good?

Why have an attitude? It isn’t attractive.

Having chips on shoulder like Ruffles

I know I’m ruffling tail feathers but I’m about that soulful, loving, hustle

But until you feel me I’ll be standing in my B-Girl stance.

Scrolling past lonely venom. Dodging the “don’t lose hope” awkward moment chants.

If God made the commandment then turn toward your goal.

It may be half the religion but your soul is always whole.