Sorry, I am not in my usual spot. You’ll have to be poet-less, for a while.
But then again; I am too.
Just warning of a temporary, and indefinite, absence. I hope you folks are well.
Salaam, love, and I’ll leave you with an extract which I hold very dear, perhaps, you’ll feel the same;
”What are sacrifices to an idealist? Just another kind of romance.”
Thought for food 
I’ve been waiting for the longest time for a post….still no luck.
Salaaam Sakeenah,
I am afraid I might have posted my very last article on this blog. This might be a trigger for you to start your own blog which I can perhaps avidly follow….
All the best.
Salaam
He’s lost in a world that people won’t recognise. A place only he knows, a place circled on his map. A place where hes found as he loses himself. The more lost he becomes, the more he’ll find. For him. Just him.
Even though you no longer write, I still come here to read (or sometimes re-read) your work.
Hope all is well, you’re an inspiration
It’s been a while since I had a notification from WordPress. I am quite touched by your comment. Not sure why. Maybe because it suggests that writing online wasn’t a useless endeavour after all.
Strangely enough, and you may agree on this, I am slowly realising that writing as a means of reflection and pacification has very substitutes. I (wrongly) assumed that filling your spare time up with people or other relaxing activities would provide similar means to catharsis. It doesn’t. And I do miss it. Would be interesting to hear your thoughts. How’s your “pen-to-paper” relationship going…
Thanks for the reply, great hearing from you. I did not once think you’d ever stop writing, maybe just pause from sharing it online. My pen-to-paper encounters have declined increasingly, however, a habit of writing imaginative short bursts of poems have been on the rise. I’ve considered dropping one below, hope you enjoy reading it. take good care & come back to life will ya!
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She had a remarkable certainty about her, you can be sure she would come back to consume you, right after she lifts your sorrows from your failing chest. She was the black hole that stole pieces of the galaxy into herself and I’m just another one of the hundreds of prisoners trapped behind her promises. But it’s okay, because heaven loves the taste of the Devils tears the way she loves the taste of my despair. ‘Inferus Mulier’ They’d call her, the faceless woman. I know her without knowing her, breathing her in, chasing the dreams, dissolving into the idea of her.
But she’s just an idea.
She’s just hope.
Salaam!
I used to follow you on Twitter and read your work avidly whenever you posted. It’s been so long but I was thinking about something you wrote a really long time ago and thought I’d drop by your blog! I just wanted to say thank you for all of your work that you shared with us online- it did truly and deeply touch lives and hearts, including mine. I hope you are doing well and still writing- sending duas your way :)
W’salaam. Your comments mean a lot. It’s true that I don’t write anymore. I would like to if time permitted. Nonetheless, it’s great (and surreal) to see that previous efforts had a positive impact. Inshallah you stay well, safe and in proximity to the Almighty. Salaam.
I discovered your blog a few years ago when you posted regularly and was completely drawn to the way you wrote and the things you said. I am not one to comment usually and didn’t do so then, but I found myself thinking about your blog when I woke up this morning. Odd I know! (Thank goodnessI book marked the page too) I have been re-reading your posts all morning and have been loving it. I understand you aren’t posting anymore, though I wish you were, but I wanted to send some light and love your way and know that your words, all these years on still mean something to many of us.
Hi PB
You probably wont ever see this message, but it’s strange knowing people are still reading. Seeing the comments on this dust-covered corner of the internet does remind of the beauty in writing and connecting with others through words. Hope you find some meaning here, as there was plenty in it for me when I did share my thoughts.
Stay safe