Rayees ibn Mushtaq
I haven’t found a partner who is as lonely as I am.We often crave solitude to avoid the stress of everyday activities and toxic people. When I feel very lonely, I go to a place where I can hear my heart pounding and reflect on life’s experiences. Sometimes I feel incompetent in a relationship even when it is inactive. The whole world seems boring and cumbersome to me and even when my soul seeks loneliness I am alone in the crowd. I have a hard time moving forward and I can’t move forward. Do you know I’m crying No, you can’t? My tears are not naked.You can’t even hear my sobs. I’m just a complex mix of tortures.It’s like I’m addicted to magic.A little monster inside me is trying to catch me.My soul is hidden under a huge army of thick black clouds and I just want to cry. My screams are unheard but bitter. Even in this state of my complex psyche, I say to myself, “Be patient, you are not spoiled, you are the cause of your cause.” Sometimes I feel like I’m being picked up by a huge bird that takes me to the top of a hill with its beak and then beaks me with its beak before separating me. I am fortunate to endeavour to break through my solidarity and to trek through the woods to walk along the river or to get some fresh air and to live in a sweet and pleasant environment.But often, when I feel exhausted from my psyche, I go to my bedroom, which is on the top floor of my little house.I lay there on the bed, turned on the world of imagination.I am sitting under the shady trees in a garden near a flowing stream coming down the hill.Bubble water under crystal clear water and scattering pebbles intoxicate me and take me to a world familiar with this planet.
A gust of cold wind blows my heart and takes me into a passionate world. The floating clouds enveloped me as if I were sinking into a world beyond the horizon, and in this trance, I am being carried to a valley where the world is very similar to my past.The world looks so simple and silvery when metaphorically God was in my pulse and all morality was in my veins. I remember the world when my desires were few and I used to get rid of those desires first in days, then in months and then in years.
My friends taught me that love and work are the basics of life. When I was given to understand and understand that the line of demarcation between savage and man is to be civilized – the salient features of self-sacrifice. People did not rejoice in that world.
Oh! An unknown spirit has torn me apart from my loneliness. I’ve lost touch with sociable people. I’ve chained again, I stagger. The state of drowsiness made me an amazing soul. Here in this part of the world, people don’t do justice. They separate me. I think the world works like a torpedo and paralyzes my energies. We love something but in reality, we fail to find it and if someone succeeds in finding love – it moves him, yes, it moves him! And that person also pierces rocks, crosses obstacles and controls the heavens. When you fail to realize this, you feel black bubbles – a strange psychological pain of fear in the abdomen.
In my loneliness love flows uninterrupted, peace reigns and the water of life does not stop like our lakes but flows together for miles. It becomes cleaner and cleaner, leaving behind unwanted and unhealthy particles that settle – the hatred disappears as the sun rises.
” I am sitting under the shady trees in a garden near a flowing stream coming down the hill.Bubble water under crystal clear water and scattering pebbles intoxicate me and take me to a world familiar with this planet.”
