Shadow Of Eagle

I wake up each day and move through my chores,

yet happiness feels miles away

as if I stand in darkness,

searching for a single ray of light.

I carry so much pain inside

that I no longer remember

what joy is supposed to feel like.

My eyes see the world,

but it feels as though I am blind,

lost in shadows only I can feel.

There is so much I wish to say,

so many storms living inside my heart

but words fail me.

Even the depth of the ocean

cannot hold the depth of my silence.

So I keep walking…

wandering…

as if my soul has slipped away

and I’m only trying to find it again.

Life feels strange,

a loneliness that never ends

and I feel myself drowning

a little more each day.

We Shall Meet Again

By Shadow of Eagle 🕊️

We shall meet again,

When the breeze scatters petals one by one,

Spreading beauty across the sky.

We shall meet again,

When the rain falls,

And every drop turns into pearls of many colours.

We shall meet again,

When the moon and the sun become one,

And distance dissolves

Like raindrops merging with the petals of flowers.

Day after day, night after night,

Every moment has been only waiting,

A waiting carved deep within my heart.

And my soul

Wounded in every moment of this wait,

Like scars that remain after every wound,

Carries pain hidden beneath the surface.

Outwardly I seem whole,

But within, my soul bleeds

As if blood is scattered everywhere,

And I can feel it in every breath I take.

Every moment, I wait for you,

Yet I know the wait is long

A fast that cannot be broken,

by Shadow of Eagle 🕊️

Losing a parent is like losing yourself. 💔

It’s like a part of you is dead. 🕯️

You blame yourself for doing something.

You blame your heart that doesn’t want to let it go. 💭

I’d do anything to take it back. 🔁

The memories cut me every night. 🌙

I’m sorry I should’ve told you

how much you were holding me together 💞

and I should be there and not leave.

I am here but you wish I could be in the past. ⏳

I’m really sorry. 😞

You know…

I really missed you. 😢

I couldn’t explain the pain in my heart 💔

and the ache rises in my chest 💨

and I start to feel like I am dying.

Life is moving , but without you. 🌍

I need you always until I die. 🫀

I wish you never had to let go. 🤲

I lost the love, my happiness, light, and color

the day you were gone. 🎨🕊️

(by Shadow of Eagle)

My heart cries…

Not in anger, not in curses only in silent tears.

When my heart feels heavy,

I call out to You alone, O Allah (Lord)…

“I need You!”

I wish I could run into Your shade, 🕊️

fall at Your feet like a broken soul seeking peace.

People have hurt me, 💔

but the deepest wound came from the one

I loved the most.

In the end, he showed me…

he was never truly mine.

Yet still, O Allah (Lord),

all I want is You.

(by Shadow of Eagle)

Even though you stopped loving me,

I didn’t close my heart. ❤️

My love remains

silent, pure,

like a candle that refuses to die in the dark. 🕯️

Because I love you,

I pray for your happiness,

even from a distance, 🌙

even without your hand in mine. ✋

Since real love asks for nothing,

I offer you my kindness,

in small ways you may never see. 🌸

Although my heart feels broken, 💔

it beats with hope ✨

not for me,

but for your peace. ☁️

As long as this love lives in me,

I have not lost.

I have loved truly

Trust is what truly breaks a person,

Because it’s always the trusted ones who do the breaking.

Disasters don’t just happen by chance…

They come only to lift the veil from hidden faces.

The heart shelters the ones it believes in…

By Shadow of Eagle

Solitude taught me no one is truly mine,

Except the One who’s always divine.

And when my heart finds its Lord so near,

Even silence becomes a heaven here.

Then the soul no longer longs to escape,

by Shadow of Eagle

(a soul who remembered Allah in the storm)

I can’t give up.

Because my Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) cried for me.

He suffered more than I can imagine…

He was insulted, rejected, hurt

But still, with tears in his eyes and wounds on his body,

he whispered:

“Ummati… Ummati…”

He cried… for me.

So how can I give up?

How can I surrender,

when he stood for me without ever seeing me

when he made du’a(prayer) for me before I even existed?

My spirit asks me:

“If you give up now… is this the love you said you had for Allah(God)?”

And I freeze.

Because deep down, I know…

No, this is not the love I carry.

My love for Allah is not soft and easy.

It’s not made for sunny days only.

It’s the kind of love that holds on even when my chest is on fire,

even when my eyes are drowning,

even when my soul wants silence.

I’m hurt — yes.

Tired — yes.

Angry sometimes — yes.

But still, I belong to Him.

And when I remember that…

My weakness becomes worship.

My silence becomes a prayer.

My pain becomes purpose.

So no… I won’t give up.

Because I wasn’t created to be perfect.

I was created to be real and real hearts break,

but real hearts also heal…

with Allah.

To the ones who feel empty,

To the ones who want to give up

This heart speaks for you:

Don’t.

Because your pain is not pointless.

And your love for Allah…

I smiled all day, but the pain never went away.

A storm was silently hiding behind my quiet "I'm fine."

No one asked, and maybe I wouldn't have told them anyway.

My eyes? They carried everything my lips were too afraid to say.

They were red... from suppressing the emotions my heart was screaming to express.

He gets angry... but never really sees me.

I'm not glass, but I'm breaking in the silence.

Yet, between the pain and patience, somewhere, I'm holding onto Allah (God).

As if He's the only one who truly hears me.

A tribute by Shadow of Eagle

“She spent her life dreaming,

And even in the moment of death, she glowed.

Her face… her calm…

As if the sea had chosen her to carry its secret.

Even after death, she could not stay hidden

People kept looking at her,

Drowning quietly in her eyes.

A woman from the 19th century… unknown to all.

She didn’t save anyone,

Yet somehow…

She taught the world how to live.

Her silence

Became a path for others

A lifeline for the drowning,

A traveler for every soul

That had forgotten how to live.

She became known…

Without a name,

Through a story.

Through a wave…

Through every heart.

That unknown woman…

Whose face held deeper stories than any words.

Her name was never known,

Nor the secret of her life.

And yet…

She appeared in medical books,

Became a face in training rooms

Where people, just by looking,

Learned how to save lives.

She never spoke,

Never touched anyone,

Never whispered a name

Yet she sank into every heart.

They say she was a muse…

But a muse of what?

By: Shadow of Eagle

“Today again, I drifted into memories…

Found myself helpless.

The meaning of life itself has changed.

Why do the ones we love always leave?

And we’re left broken without them.

Why does the heart still long

to meet someone it knows will never return?

Those who leave become dreams

we can see them in our mind,

but we can never touch them again.

Some bonds of the heart never break…

But no one understands this.

All that remains now…

are memories.

When I heard of unfaithfulness, your thought came to mind,

My heart sank once more, lost in a world of sorrow.

Tears began to fall, drop by drop from my eyes,

My heart grew heavy again, immersed in your memory, in thoughts of you.

The burden was so intense that my heart felt on the verge of stopping,

Yet it did not happen.

My heart once more yearned to attain you,

Though my mind knew you were unfaithful.

My mind reproached my heart,

Yet my heart remained entangled.

When one asks from God, all is granted; when asked from the heart,

Then the flame of faith rekindled.

And my mind acknowledged that prayers made from the heart are indeed answered,

But now, even if you were to return, I do not desire it,

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by Shadow of Eagle

She was just a girl on the shore…

But the sea knew her.

The waves whispered her name.

And every shell she held

carried a secret

only her heart could hear.

When I was small, the sea was my world,

Its waves spoke secrets only I heard.

I’d watch them dance, I’d hear them sing,

As if the ocean knew everything.

Barefoot, I’d wander the shoreline wide,

With sand and shells by my side.

My brother and I, hand in hand,

Collecting stories written in sand.

The breeze would hug, the sea would smile,

And I’d sit and dream for a little while.

Those were the days my heart still keeps

Shadow of Eagle

Sometimes I don’t speak

because the silence says it better.

But when I do,

my words return to me in echoes

I never meant to release.

They carry my confessions,

my truths wrapped in instinct,

spilling out like shadows

from the corners of my soul.

I don’t write for attention.

I write because I feel.

And when I feel too much,

poetry happens.

Even in silence. Even in echoes.

You might hear a rhyme

but I hear survival.

You might see a verse

but I see healing.

Because what I write

is not for the world to praise.

It’s what kept me alive