Voice of Unity (VOU) - Muslim Youth Magazine

The sky is open in its majestic view
here I sit near and remember you
the faces I remember are now more than two
upon these graves lies more than a title
there lies life, tales and many a smile
looking around, it is a so very silent

Look above at the night sky and see
The galaxy outstretched, it is the soul’s ocean to be free
We drown in the day
And we float in the night
So here’s a word for the one seeking light

Nadia spent the whole autumn sowing and preparing her garden. In the spring…

People running
Children screaming
Bombs and gunshots
Shoot my hearing
Blood dripping head to toe
I wish I couldn’t see oh no

As the heart of my heart opened wide
I thought of ‘He’
Possessor of endless majesty
I pondered
At how many superlatives I could ascribe
Or how a pen could justly describe

My dear God I have failed you,
Every day I make you unaware of what fortunes you have provided me with,
And yet still I long for more,
I do not long for your knowledge nor do I long for your blessings,
But I thrive for power and status.

Our body, it is the Nye*,
awaiting for its friend
the soft sad tune
into its interior blown,
and like a river of love and rain,
caress the harshness

Abd Mubarak was on his way to Mecca when one night he dreamed that he was in heaven and heard two angels having a conversation. “How many pilgrims…

Reflection of sunlight ray, once upon a day
I pondered if there was another sky
More serene and fair
Or if existed another sunshine
Which shines a different glare?
Maybe a moon that burns crimson red