Tag Archives: Heaven

  1. Life Cycles and Rebirths. Simplified (?)

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    11/02/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Life after birth and stuff. Life after death, actually. Aren’t them the same thing anyway? The entire cosmic phenomenon revolves …
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  2. Pathway to Hell

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    28/01/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    They walked along With me as they saw fit And then waved me a Bye when we neared The end. …
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  3. Death…


    02/08/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    That constant flow of water outside my Window pane Is the sheet of music I hear to re-live all my …
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  4. The Call


    18/07/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I hear the Muezzin’s call for the First morning prayer. Dressed in white he calls Us five times a day. …
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  5. Desire…

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    05/03/2009 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Am I expecting too much from the lord,if I wish to always have you by my side.Recovering from the greatest …
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