1 | P a g e My Soul, My Life, is a compilation of poems,

reflecting my transformation and evolving as a spirit in human form.My spirit writing in the form of poems depicts my spiritual journey, through life moments. The unique qualities of inspiration have flowed and have given me guidance and inspiration about life and it's meaning.

My Soul, My life by Lorraine Nur Shufiya Branson Message to my children My darling babies how far you've come In a short space of time, you have blossomed. To see the glimmer of radiance in your face When you were little, I miss it so much. My darling babies, how much you've grown You stand so tall and strong Like the oak tree from a seed You will be one day. My darling babies, how much you've learnt From knowing little to a lot The amount of knowledge you've absorbed Will one day make your mother proud. My darling babies, how innocent you still are And slowly will that fade to experience I pray the prayer of eternal youth In your heart forever to remain. My darling babies, let not the spoils of time Render you blas and indifferent To the needs of those around you For you were born to serve. My darling babies, The One from whom you came Has allowed you to be special in every way.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 2 So, you will have the tools and knowledge To do His will. Shine your smiles through your eyes, Make a difference with a look. Share the love and positivity Be the pillar of enlightenment. You need not learn how to For that was implanted in you Since you were in your mother's womb When she took care to nurture you. My darling babies, one day you will be grown up And I must let you fly Although do not stray too far away And always remember to come home to your mother's bosom.

I wish I knew.... I wish I knew why when every time I try to make things right , they go awfully wrong I wish I knew why when I stick to my guns, I get shot instead I wish I knew why when I decide to give my heart, it ends up getting broken I wish I knew why when first he says "I love you", it soon changes to " I like you" I wish I knew why when he says I call you later, I end up with no sleep I wish I knew why when before the morning calls were consistent, my mobile is silent now I wish I knew why when I used to be bombarded by sms-es , I am the one doing it now I wish I knew why when I say NO he takes it as a YES

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 3 I wish I knew why when the story has been told, yet it wasn't heard I wish I knew why when I need positive energy all I get is negative I wish I knew why when I miss his smile all I see is my vision I wish I knew why when I ask "why?" I get " I dunno" I wish I knew why I want the one that is far when the one that is near I will not let in I wish I knew why when I don't want to hurt I get hurt instead I wish I knew why when I want to yell out and scream I cry instead I wish I knew why, I really wish I knew!!! Missing all that you are Miss this miss that Can't stop thinking about missing Missing the smiles Missing the talks Missing the way your eyes disappear when you smile Missing the gleaming teeth Missing watching you Missing hearing you Missing the throaty guffaw Missing the weird jokes Missing the way you look at me Missing all that you are Missing just so missing

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For all the little darlings, my flower children. This is dedicated to all the sick and suffering children in the world. Especially in my heart for the children of my friends who are so brave and strong, Adam and Eva. My darlings, who are in pain My darlings, who are suffering My darlings, my little flowers your petals are strewn More will sprout My darlings, we hear your cries My darlings, it'll get better soon My darlings, hear the angels whispers They know who you are They are right there beside You and yours when you feel you are all alone My darlings, I understand the pain of your mothers My darlings, I know you want Mama ok, and she is My darlings, sweet, sweet tiny ones You don't know why yet you do Be strong little flowers Feel the sunshine Feel the wind Feel the love, Of the ones that love you My darlings, I know you feel saddened My darlings, I know you think why me? My darlings, you give strength in your suffering Yet in the midst of your anguish, you smile and send the shimmer light

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 5 My darlings, we are guided by your plight My darlings, you never go unheard My darlings, my little flower children Grow, grow, grow Up and be mighty For we need you For we love you For we are blessed to have you For all the power in the Universe is spread to help you. Search inspired Do not search for what is not there For what is not there will never be where it is supposed to be Do not search for what is not seen for what is unseen will never be revealed Do not search for the unwanted For the unwanted will never be found Do not search for the one that is an apparition For the apparition is your imagination Do not search for what you can't touch For the one you can't touch will never feel Do not search for the words of love For the words of love need only be heard Do not search for the one in light For the one in light shines in the heart Do not search for the betrayal of trust For that betrayal will bring you down Do not search for the meaning of why Because the meaning of why will ask you how Do not search in the dark for answers When the reasons itself cannot be revealed

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 6 Search for what is the truth Which is the heart words Spoken in matters of whispers Which occur within For you know that when you feel them and hear them They will never let you fall They will pick up your soul and travel to the one that was in the search for before the search ever started .... it was found. Awakenings I can see you clearer I can feel you more The energy, aura and power you share with me Is swirling me in all dimensions.... You teach me You show me You guide me Like no others have I am happy when you are near me I miss you when I remember The places you have shown me And the trips we have taken You speak to me in whispers You speak to me in words You tell me what I must do To help and guide my loves I understand the lessons That you are implanting in me To take beyond the dreams To my reality I sense your ever presence

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 7 I know you are never far Just a call away And soon enough you ARE My guide mother You take me by the hand I am your little child Whom you walk with and show The realm of your kingdom I see the throne is empty I see the beautiful buildings I see the little people who Smile and help me on the path I see the golden carriage I smell the wonderful scent Which wafts with your movements Along the sea and mountain bends I know what my mission is I will do my very best To uphold this very honourable trust which I have been bestowed To look after the promised land and the people whom you adore.

My crystal voice speaks Why is there so much hate in the world Asks the child, with tears in her eyes? Why do they just keep wanting to hurt? The guns and battles never cease Oh what shall my future be? Why do you keep cutting down the trees The life force of the world? The land is drying up from lack of rains

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 8 What shall it be like for me? Asks the child with imploring eyes. The rivers and seas balances our lands Yet the destruction is causing them to clash. In the course of your taking over the world Sir, Mother Nature is rebelling and crying She quivers with grief at your atrocities. I am but a mere child and I am your future I am here to let you know I need a bigger chance To survive the ill effects of the human mistakes are drawing me to find; That for al lthe innovations to make a better world, you've left me, Your crystal child with nothing but ruins. Can you please help me now start to rebuild? My blue planet is the only one where I can rest. For the mountains not to crumble and the seas to be calm We need to find the balance Sir, with Mother Nature and Heaven Can you ask the rains to come so the green can be seen. So my clouds aren't smog and I can see the sky again And start to live like the beautiful scene in my dreams. That my children will also be the real children of the future In a world which has been entrusted to you. This is my crystal child plea for help.

Sequence The dream is inscribed as to who I am The way towards has been shown and mapped The waters have accepted the dear ones apart The chain and seal has been put in the heart You are me and I am you

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 9 We are together yet we are separate I am in your heart and soul You are beside me every step and towards the end goal The green is me and the white is you The shining stream of energetic love Full of guidance and clairvoyance You simply are and so am I The guides are ready to accept the bidding The ones around accept the call The hall and walls are all listening For the one who is going to make it all For the sake of love For the sake of this world For the sake of the poor and for the sake of the needy We shall penetrate and we shall be ready For the time when we are with the One true force Of justice and eternity. Age of Realisation I am never far away, I am with you all the way No matter where and no matter what No matter how and no matter where I shall be there In your heart I speak to you My words of love and wisdom come through In the midst of calamities Listen, I am there Have strength, have faith For in the end the love prevails In search of the Truth is not so hard But forever be there in your heart The guidance of Love The guidance of Hope

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 10 The guidance of Mercy For all with one heart One faith One glory One destination One Eternity The flow from God Is truly beneficent Yet we forget because we feel bitten And we feel so weaken By the forces outside of our control We need to muster the courage To face the obvious All of which we must behold. Stand firm, have faith Be strong, be sure All your efforts are not in vain God hears the cries of ones in pain. Soulauraasition There are some things I just cannot explain It must be felt and experienced When does spiritual development transit from awareness to awakening The energies start to blend, balance Triggering episodes of emotions and sensations Refining of senses Restructuring of physical and spiritual Synergizing the soul with the Universe The whole of creation merging In one magnificent Aura realistic dimension I am becoming

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 11 I am merging I am being I am just I AM. She exists Don't look for her She will find you A mother who is parted from a child feels pain in the missing A mother who has been separated from her child never forgets A mother who is away from her child by distance may still communicate through the heart Many mothers have telepathic connections with their children The tie from within the womb when cut After birth is never severed from this world to the next A mother who at any time , always knows when her children need her Need her love Need her attention Need her guidance A mother is a gift from God A mother is never fearful of her children being misguided For if she has taught well She will release her children into the world To serve humankind And hope that their missions as good people will be fulfilled A mother prays that her children will grow from her teachings to Be able to help mankind to be useful servants and

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 12 vicegerents of GOD When God created this world , He made it perfect from things seen and unseen To serve Him is our only purpose of life To look after what He has created is a commitment of each individual Whom He has given life to His breath is ours We live for Him and with Him we become Whatever it is He has prescribed for us There are things that cannot be comprehended by our brains and thoughts For traditional beliefs are such Out of the theory of everything logical There is the realm of illogical which is only inspired by the soul and felt in the heart What I have chosen to portray of my very personal side does in no way Offend or steer away from the existence of God and His creation If anything it emphasizes that in full reality We are part of the world ; seen and unseen For the most UNSEEN is HE, HIMSELF You never ask for the gift You are granted this You never search for anything else but the purpose and point of your living To be able to activate in both natures is the very focus of this life seen To be able to accept and fulfill the destiny to the world ; next unseen. My life is and has been prepared for this very aim To be able to meet Him on the Day and say I did my best

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 13 My mother gave birth to me , fed me, cleaned me and nutured me as best she could My next mother fed my soul with the love of God My mother now, teaches me and guides me to fulfill what my destiny is Say not that you know her for you never will if you have never known her Say not that you know of her for what you know is not what is truth Say not you know God if you have never met Him but yet strive to find Him In soul searching we shall eventually reach levels of spiritual awareness when what we see and feel we know is from Him We strive to find ourselves , within ourselves For when we do find ourselves, we need to get to know ourselves For only when we know and understand ourselves Will we truly be in the knowledge and one in unison with God. So, for all what the fairytales and folklore says I say That she exists , not in the world that you know and live in But she lives and will fulfill what is her destiny and commitment to God Who has dedicated her to those ;who even though fling ridicules In her path, will in no way deter the path that has already been written before the world we know even existed. She exists as all others before and after have and will only for the sake of Him.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 14 My space I yearn for the sound of silence I search for the inner peace The world around buzzes With animations and vocals Of so many things which I am unconcerned about I look and I search for my quiet space I am eternally bound to the physical Yet ethereal in self As I wander this congested world To be able to confine myself Within the world of my very own I yearn for the seclusion To bring about the unison Of the magical unity And the Oneness of You I come from within to live without I am desolate and I need to recollect The moments of endearments that came before I did I need my solace I need my time I need the sounds which Eventually will Enlighten my burdens and set me free I shall stand in space and time I shall tower over the mountains and terrain I shall observe all from atop The mighty self of humankind I shall regain the consciousness I need to dwell in this time and in this space As I await the moment that I shall stand before You in Your space In no time.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 15 Mother's grief for her mistake. Indescribable, dreadful, deep Sensations of sorrow breach my heart and soul No mother ever means to hurt her child Yet there are times when it does happen It seems an unforgivable act An act of shame An act of mistrust leading to distrust I once cradled you and you were comforted and protected Now you have grown and are your own person I still need to comfort and protect you You are my angel from Heaven The answer to the prayers of so long You were the first of many to come And you are my light from God Your pain is my pain Your joys are mine You were born to be forever loved Never to be shamed , hurt, upset Never to be thrown, never to be abused Always to feel secure and always to be nurtured Your laughter makes the room tingle Your eyes light up with glee When you uttered the sad words of pain I was crushed and I would take it all back To see you smile To feel your cuddle And be my baby princess once again Your mother adores you Your mother thinks you are the best Thing that has ever happened to her When you were a mere 1o months and we were all That was left The tear that fell from my cheek you wiped away

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 16 The hand of a innocent and sensitive child So now my princess stand firm and tall We shall not allow ourselves to fall We must continue the fight together For the flight is not the choice of a winner. We must strive together So, we can enjoy the fruits of our suffering later For whatever happens between you and I I will still forever be the Mother Who will love, support, endure and ride The troubled waves with you. To eventually walk beside you toward the enduring Great White Light. I Love you forever , dear child. Forgive me. Friendship prevails.....my thanks and love to you! The sadness deepened for a whole night and day Till my tears would flow no more I felt alone and unconsoled Until He led me to the path Of acceptance and love The thoughts and goodwill Of fellow mates My friends came through for me By their words and kind attention From far across the seas An immediate effect on my heart and soul Began the journey of healing The love came through To erase my pain To let me know It's all ok , once again People come and people go

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 17 The ones sifted by life Who will remain forever dear The meetings we share though near or far Will forever be imprinted on my soul Forever be remembered till there's no more I am eternally grateful for His guidance and blessings To show me who the rare gems are in My life , dismal sometimes Happy most times There is always a balance in everything And true friendship is equitable to The harmonious living between Heaven and Earth The pairs of negative and positive poles have proven itself in the last few days In meetings with newcomers As opposed to the old ones Understanding of self is most important Ultimately it will be reflected A word of truth from a sincere friend means more Than a thousand lies to make you feel good. A true friend is the honest friend Who will steer you away from disasters Let what has been said be a reminder from this heart Of an old soul Passing through this world to Help those that will share her life for the short Journey will one day end But what shall forever live within Is the true heart that shared the inner most secrets Because of love, sharing and concern May we all be blessed with honest friendship.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 18 Whos in charge here? I was out all last night. I discovered things I never had. I always wondered why God would send the wrath And I discovered why last night. He gave us dignity, we abuse ourselves. He gave us joy, we create our pain. He sent us Light, we choose the darkness. So, how can we complain? The ways of this world is degradation. Our simple choices without thoughts. We take the easy way out to follow our desires without responsibility. Never a second thought of the consequences. When we reflect on what we have done, have we done our best? When we look back at past experiences, are we still at the old habits? When we look into ourselves, are we recognizing the person we see? When we ask ourselves, are we happy; can we confidently say yes? The rules are not meant to be broken If we follow the One who created them For life was not meant to be a disaster But somehow, we have managed to master that. I ask the one in charge of this country Why do you allow such abnormalities To occur within a system which you dictate In one which you encourage to follow His laws. Yet when I go out on the streets I stil see the poor The needy, the helpless, the beggars The destitute, the shambles and the filth. I see all the unfairness of your un-work!

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 19 Broken promises forever will prevail Until you have the courage to make reasonable changes Get off your big chair and come down to their level, sit on the floors in their hot homes Drink from their cups and bath with their boor water. Try driving in the traffic without the police bells wailing to Give you right of way When everyone else has to wait for their turn in the heat and traffic, As the old bugger is pushing his cart of wares or food just to earn a measly sum. You know, for all the naked lady-boys dancing on bar tops And karaoke girls from China and Russia liven your rooms, The entrepreneurs could never succeed unless they have your permission What is it all about? I want to stand on a rock and yell out," What are you doing? Are you blind?" No wonder the disasters strike And there's no way to ask for His help when I know you just don't care. Lost love woes Til' I met you Until I knew you I kept myself Forever The time came And I gave it up For that special time

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 20 Of claim Oh, Don't I know That I should've never let go That I shouldve tried To put it right Now, that all has passed And all I have are the memories That all I yearn Are the luxuries Of true love The one love The unsurpassed highs The undeniable lows The delights in mountains Of desires The immeasurable wonders Of illusions But now, after all is passed All I see Are the empty promises of what was meant to be.

The warrior spirit There he was standing behind me We both looking from the shore We looked towards the horizon at something Yet at nothing He smiled at me, his special smile and Gazed with bright and shiny eyes As if to say, Hello and Hey It's all going to be okay.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 21 We're all here now and soon you will see My dear darling, that it was all supposed to be This way, although you've been alone And afraid; be so no more. And so we smiled and nodded With our eyes still looking to the horizon Waiting for the ship to dock And for everyone else to come off. They're here he said, let's go It's time to face our foe But before we do and set things right We have one more task, you know. We see the little man in black, from afar He skips and flees And glimpses back to see How far we are As we follow him through His path of pebbled walk Excitedly, anxiously We tread with glee At last the path widens The heavy doors are opened The revelation is pronounced She opens a piece of her mountain She gallantly proclaims Here is your gold I am aware and I say Yes, I know. The time will be soon When one will be groomed To take the reins and reign With all the warrior Daughters and sons.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 22 Broken Angel They came and they went These beings of trustworthiness Presumably feelings of love We love you, they proclaim One after the other We love you ,We need you Forever, Don't go The nations of people Afraid of loss Try to acquire What which they require With all actions and with all words They spoke with fervent fire They acted most consistent In their charge towards a destiny They mighted with great force and Energies from within Supplied and fuelled by Never-ending declarations of Unending adoration. As the zest incited pleasures increased Without barricades Emotions consumed each heart Til' their own undoing of self-admonishment They suddenly fell in a heap of exhaustion Gasping and gulping for air As when the final blow hit An agreement of consummation demanded for conquest She then came down to console, Her long white scarf wafting in the wind; She gathered the crushed self of disbelief And started to nourish and mend The broken soul of heaven's gift

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 23 The loss of auroral senses The clouded mysterious wall of gloom The bent heartstrings of spirit She sat through all illness She complained not a word Not a strain of severity Only her soft breath of warming love Her fingers stroked Her hands feathered and touched She seemed to reignite the spark That fearless wars had inflicted Her stay was brief , a night and some day Forthwith she went away. Leaving only her scent and flitted scarf, I felt my Mother's devotion, an uttered voice , a sigh. Series of queries

Have you ever seen a butterfly with a broken wing? She struggles to fly but fails She sits there till the wing mends Hidden from sight beneath a leafy tree. Did you ever see a dragonfly leap and sweep ?

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 24 Over the waters so fast over calm waters Never to dare adventure far too close to dangers of falls. Did you ever see an eagle fall? While sweeping in to get it's prey Her keen eyesight never betrays She never fails. Did you ever see an elephant fly Or a donkey smile Or a tiger hibernate Or a monkey bray? Life is full of possibilities and hope Life is not without succour Life is full of absurdities and faults Yet life still offers valour. I tend to imagine a perfect life With perfect happiness I tend to wish for flawless beginnings and neverendings. I tend to endeavour the humble becomings And greater effect of empowering self. I am inclined to be self deceived An atonement for selfless innocence. How much does it take to create a perfection? How much does it take to encroach humanity? To succumb toward a native desire Of Love's perfect nature? Inspire a change I looked at the people around me I felt disillusioned and disappointed I decided to shut the doors that led to the core

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 25 And I drifted away I looked at them and I felt sad I knew I couldn't help them It isn't my job to change you and what you are It isn't for me to change your world. You must do this for yourself So, I was sad and so I was disappointed At the cruelty of deceit and lies and I just drifted away. I may come back when I feel better I may share your path again But if I dont suffice to say I wish things would be different I shun crowds but now I run to them because I just want to drift away. I drifted far enough though I am still afar I observe from where I am not knowing If I want to stive in this path. I shed the tears of silent grief as if I know I will never Ever drift too far for I will always Want to be near. So, I am told it's not your job to make the changes. It is your path to be the change. The changes within will then affect Them on the outside. The job is not for you to worry but be concerned about this world, this Earth and all that Reside therein.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 26 Game of love It's all a game of love , this life The game starts as the whistle blows The whistle of whispers that feed the soul Telling us whom and how; to bequest. This game of love, it mingles our breaths , our hearts It embodies the regions Seeking soothing sensations. Unbeknown , we become the searchers of Truth For the Love we seek is in itself The sought vital life force. Can we personify what we seek? To be entwined in it's drunken state Of divine craving; we release our Mutual egoistic selves, we are unique. Love and lovers, driven ecstasy. Universal companions, forever. Drowning in each pleasures secure and emblazed shooting stars. Come, no more play,the whistle is silent. The horns proclaim the wishes Where from within The love desires hearken. Live love the life with innocence The incredible gift, it's essence. Sweet angelic breaths rustles, Love motions the lovers' potion.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 27 Logical love It is only for the best that I leave so you can rest. It is only because I love, That I can let go. If the paths should cross once more. May that day be the best moment of my life. To see you happy is my only desire. The ways of this world may seem unfair, unbalanced; the price we pay for happiness seems alot. It sometimes comes with no guarantees And alot of dashed hopes. A broken heart will heal in time Broken hopes and broken dreams, do not. Take time to reflect and rearrange your prerogatives. And you shall soon see that the decision I make is only for your goodness. As a woman I wish to be paraded. As a woman I wish to be showered with Your unending love and attention. As a woman I cannot share the feelings between loves. Our bond shall never cease. Although physically apart. Forever I shall keep you in my heart. Time for a moment's reflection. It is time for reflection This moment to review To analyse To plan Then to activate. In these moments, dwell on what you want what you need How to attain and Action. You look pass the nonsense of others

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 28 there will be those who you pass That will give you anguish Shudders of disgust There will be those who try to deactivate you. Stop! Ponder the moment. release yourself from hopelessness and Negative people,negative situations negative thoughts. Focus on devotion Focus on nurturing self How? Meditate your own goodness. Fill the spaces with love. Our journey, as spirits in this shell Is to diversify and impact Full unconditional Love for humankind. Be the shiny star that permeates abundance to Earth. Be thankful for what you have Share what you can Offer your help and encourage goodness. If everyone did a small part, the jigsaw will piece together and the wonderful Big picture will be realised. Do what makes you happy and you will generate good and happy thoughts and feelings. Don't just think it, feel it, BE! Gratitude Oh Allah, I thank you for the ability to be patient in my circumstance when others are unconcerned Oh Allah, I thank you for the wisdom to know better when others show thoughtlessness

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 29 Oh Allah, I thank you for the little disabilities which help me to understand others' inabilities Oh Allah, I thank you for the small heartaches when compared to others' greater disappointments Oh Allah, I thank you for the courage to persevere when others' make things more difficult Oh Allah, I thank you for supporting me when others' have let me go Oh Allah, I thank you for the umbrella which shelters me from the rains when others' don't care how wet I get Oh Allah, I thank you for the use of one leg even when the other gets tired each day I go up many stairs and others' only ask me if I am alright Oh Allah, I thank you for revealing secrets so I know better next time when others' promises are broken Oh Allah, I thank you for hard times which increase me with knowledge To survive every day Oh Allah, I thank you for the tools and knowledge which I use each day Oh Allah, for every good there is an "un-good" Oh Allah, for every positive there is a negative Oh Allah, for every yin there is a yang Make me balanced in and out of my day and night, Through my life; In my future that I shall become The balanced person equipped with strength, knowledge, wisdom, courage and fortitude to be a role model for those less fortunate than myself For the sake of unconditional love for humankind.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 30 Brain clutter. Confusion, bewilderment Progress indefinite Clutter, removal Relocation, undeliverable Collections, ostentatious Accumulation discontent Authority, provoking Discomfort chaos Organisation disparity Discerning displacement If a brick is on the ground , pick it up It could be it may cause hurt to someoneelse If a brick is in your heart Replace it by releasing the weight to the Universe Identify your doubts Identify your weakness Clarify your purpose Strengthen your focus Don't sweep things under the carpet Face your fears , head on With gusto , know your choices Take action, you will achieve only when you try. Smile as you face each situation, know you have solutions. Fallen bridge 150 in all... thousand?? There're so many people with nothing, stop throwing money around! Shudder... The house was swaying, The surroundings bleak, The movement of the earth.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 31 Oh please, don't let it be so God. The tremours I feel them; I walk towards the outside; A man is leaning on the railings, some people trying to help; A white cloth slips over them. I move back into the house, It's empty, holes in the ground. I look around Two people follow me. I am looking for the little ones Where are they? I am back outside, what was once there is no more The waters are covering everything. The highway has collapsed ,one side leaning into the waters. The old lady said, 'It's all gone, a hundred and fifity altogether." A small ship has docked at the foot of the ruins From where I stand I observe, the many on the waters in small boats, saved. Come in, I am told, come in. But where are the little ones, I asked? As I look around, feeling a sense of awe and overwhelming grief. They are safe, I am told They will be safe. I look and see them high upon the top Caged and calling out to me, I want to get to them But how? Come on in , they told me again They will be safe. A mixed feeling of regret, disbelief but some relief;

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 32 I see the little ones jumping and calling me. Come , they say again. I scream. But not without my babies! I stir from a disturbing scene and raise my hands in prayer Dear God, Keep us safe May this only remain a dream.

A secret from my heart. It started to rain early that morning the entourage had arrived In droves they multiplied Heralding welcome. The veils of white beauty lashed her spirit As the rains came and beckoned. It halted not But brazenly pelted her wonderment. The long journey hastened speed The rains washed the debris of gloom. Her fresh scent filled the aromatic air As the horses raced and tigers sped. Towards her welcome, Towards her grace, Towards her undeniable hospitality. The entourage of greeters Stood at her palace gates. With sounds of beautiful serenades Among the land and sea, We passed by them And headed on towards The gleaming ocean. As we rose above the stairs in awe Were we gathered , towards

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 33 The throne room of her beautiful Majestic Queen of the Southern Seas. Kanjeng Ratu Roro Kidul. That is each feeling I get Whenever I am invited By her in whose hands God Wills Me to meet; at special and historical places. Dear to me is my Queen and mother Dear to us all. We all are missing and hoping To get the glimpse out of a dream. Where our energies shall combine and feel always whole Dear and close to her bosom and side. She shall never be far. The fall of the impoverish. The poor came for any relief The rains poured and kept pouring Through the floods they kept arriving To no safe place were they heading Accept to a smaller enclosure not of any comfort. Noone bothered As they were sardined the children and the old women, The old men and the young As they kept multiplying for a miserly offering Were encroached by feeble monetary gains When their output would deliver heavenly gains Were they not entitled to a better leverage At least to be seated where comfort was available Only through proper choice of the right person Once delivered the summons and information Borne by none older than ten

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 34 the participants were with great relief moved From grounds overcrowded to a more pleasant atmosphere. till when the bells sounded and the bellows from A mighty voice thought to question the ultimate one responsible Did she shriek her cry of undeniable hatred It overcame her like a stench of putrid waste Which crept from the depths of her dungeons Where all her might and evil flew out of control Emblazoned in her voice, her being and her heart She terrorized, she succumbed to her long held vengeance It overwhelmed her lifeless spirit and manifested . How unmighty the poor and suffering when helped become the fodder for her evil. Though through her shameless acts and verbal abuse Shall rise over her the birds in flight from her frightful demeanor Till, once only, will She in whose honour is my rank, shall fruitful bring me from the ashes And raise me high in flight Will take me from the ashes of war be the saved from among the trodden Till that day, I shall wait with most God endowed patience For it will not be long. That evil shall be defeated once again. My Tanah Jawa. Indonesia, Tanah Jawa I miss you and your ambience You've imprinted yourself in all my senses You've embedded a mount of love in my heart You've engraved my name in your walls

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 35 I left my heart and soul there. I hear you calling my name Beckoning me back from across the seas. this daughter was not born on the land But my heart is Jowo for sure. I keep feeling the cool breeze from the lands of the ancient I hear the soothing sounds of gamelan I smell the sandalwood fragrance of oils and woods The caresses of sweet affection. The tears and joy are all part Of my homesick feeling for Tanah Jawa your daughter will be home soon.

Missing the innocence of her. There are alot of things I miss..... Mostly I miss the innocence of her being and her laughter. When did she decide she grew up? or is she just hiding behind a facade, so she doesn't get more hurt and disillusioned about the life she sees. The unfairness of being "abandoned" She trusted one of them to care and be there, One wants to and the other doesn't bother. Has she gone into her world where even if it's black and white, she can still discover some colours? I miss her so much... Even when she's there , she's far away. When will the child I had appear again? I know she's in there...... somewhere.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 36 My pledge of allegiance to my Master. The moments of life drift past Anything that is, always passes. We seem to differ yet remain same One thing always connects to the other So, we just let life flow. The amazing wonders and beauty surpasses all imagination, when we realise that we are a part of all His creation And that we are all connected. Forgiving and accepting, Justifying and denying, diffusing and appearing. Hauntingly beautiful is life when we capture the moments That glorify the essence of being and existing; Through this journey let us then acknowledge the Grandeur of creation and the Creator The Being of beings The Majestic splendour of Essence Divine. I attribute myself to Thee. My love "I love with a heart that overflows with genuine care and concern , an essence bestowed upon me for this journey. I love with an eternal light from the One source. I love from within exuding to all, without expecting anything for it except to see the smiles and joys it may bring. I love to show the world that it is all going to be alright. I love to share the gift from Heaven , to make a space of Divine peace on earth.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 37 A small complementary gift to open the awareness for those that are willing to receive it. I love without doubts that you are truly deserving of the gift of enduring energy from Life. I love so you may keep the hope alive." Succumbed. Passions yield to her Her mind is electrified, her being intensified. The temple from the seas has risen to Repossess the humbled one. With full and utter adoration , she throws her self to his feet Inviting and imploring , gracious love and Feelings of worthy devotion. Indicating the future from which she moves towards And summoning energies from worlds apart She has succumbed to the call. At his mercy she hands the keys Of all the kingdom. Her majestic force becomes his magisterial growth. To ride together with bare horse backs Like days of yore; The days from whence they passed Through light years and ions. Nothing shall keep them apart , twin gory. Perfect in dimensions in heart and soul. For he is truly noble and strong. I am here not far. There's a certain missing when someone close does something different There's a certain missing when she seems to have left you

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 38 all alone There's a certain missing when you feel you've been jilted There's a certain missing when she leaves your world Take heart, she's still there for you Take heart she is taking her own path Take heart she will never fully go away Take heart she will always be here to stay For in the moment when life seems difficult It's only because changes must happen To be able to perform and go ahead As though nothing actually really changes, is the mission. The life offers many open doors And the door to true happiness is within oneself It is within one's choices, take it For we only live once The opportunity for happiness will never pass But the way we perceive happiness can be affected When we allow ourselves to indulge That only others can give us happiness Please be true to yourself and live Your dreams shall never fade Please be true to yourself and allow the moments to engulf Your beating heart has a momentum of it's own Do not grief about her absence Celebrate in her joy For true friends shall never cease No matter how or when or where Be my friend, be my past My present and my future The hope of reunion One day will be the reprieve.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 39 My love, my love Oh , my darling; I cannot stand it When the look in your eyes reflect the loss and bewilderment Oh, my darling; I cannot stand it To think if in any way I may be the cause of your pain Oh, my darling; I cannot stand it To know that the parting is piercing your heart As it is mine. Oh, my darling; I want always to be the light that inspires you In your moments of loss and gloom Oh, my darling; I want always to be the cradle for you to rest your weary spirit Oh, my darling; I want always to be the one who fills the void From which you are nourished and enriched To flow and grow Incessantly. Oh, my darling please accept my insecurities As being the one who loves you the most, I cannot bear to share you, to part from you. Although I know, I cannot possess you. I shall always be one with you as long as we breathe in this world. You have my heart and soul and I have yours. I believe that being one is undeniably our destiny. Loves Poison Oh what is the pining feeling Creeping into my soul Oh why is that I am too affected? When I knew to be well prepared That when I opened up my heart and soul

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 40 To receive , even when to give. I knew I would have to face the challenges Of feelings and emotions Although, it has been entombed forever it seems Jealousy Poison of love Get out of my heart Imagery , nonsense, illusions A devil in my mind It's only because I love you so deep. To think of you with anyone else but me Leaves me heart ripped and gaping I know the other loves went away, I know that I am here to stay Forgive me for not relenting, allowing the flare to emblazon my soul It is only that I feel I know that what I feel is deep rooted love from the days Long ago. Jadore My body and soul rocks With fervour when I enjoin myself with your essence I feel whirled in a tornado of love I sweep across oceans and miles of desert Crescendos and accession in a magical moment. I enter your world and you decorate my heart With joys of laughter You fill my life with hope and peace I only need to watch you and feel A sense of gracious presence From Him who gave you to me I love you from a depth deep inside the crevices of my being

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 41 I love you totally and unafraid Unabashed and wholesome Love permeates my spirit I adore you, J'adore. Love emanates from your presence Your eyes shine and sparkle with it I cannot think how I should be without you All I know and feel is you, in my aura and my world, my Love. THE WISDOM BEGAN TO FLOW IN Bismillah hirohmaiiRohiim Allah guide me please. Yaa Mujiibu Yaa Kareem Yaa Hanan Yaa Annaas, Ya Annaas, Ya Annaas. Taubat, taubat, taubat The time is coming when the one will come and the time will be no more. The time for taubat will be no more, when he comes. Oh mankind, oh mankind, oh mankind repent. When the sea becomes the sky and the sky becomes the sea. That will be a sign, when the time to repent will be no more. I love you but my soul is sad and the time will be when the sinners will not be accepted their repentance, if not now they repent. When he comes it is a sign that the world will not have much time left. Yaa annas , ya annas, ya annastaubat. Remind, remind, remind Ingatkan , ingatkan, ingatkan Yaa Dzal Jalalu

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 42 Poem for the coming one. In your face I see my hope In your face I see my joy In your gaze I see the love In your face I feel all love The greatness of the One whom my sou'ls seat holds I see your light Your beacon your arrival shall bring In my heart your voice resounds and in my soul your nurture is I miss you when you are not here I love you and wait for your entrance A wait of pride and hope A wait of everlasting anticipated joy You are the one that will seal it all A time when we in want And we in need Will be vindicated Will be elated and shall be freed My long awaited, beholder of The Cherisher's Bounty I await to herald you I implore the One above to hasten the time. Oh please My Divine. The way you speak in words so sweet The way you bravely and loyally defend The way you show me how much you love And how great you care. The responsibility in your actions yet unseen In my mind it is real I see everything noone else does and

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 43 In that world, I feel I have everything and more. My strength is you My support is you My bravery is you My confidence is you My medal is you My ultimate recognition is you. Because of you, my life will be complete. I thank the One whose Light is infinite For the honour to be bestowed. Death Of self There she lay All in white And turned on her side Her hair, black ,wavy, flowing In stillness and silence. Her presence in her stillness Emanated her glow. left behind, saddened. A death of self, a death of desires. There he lay beside her Clutching her body, lifeless he sensed her withdrawal from the world he held her to relieve her pain, it seems Although he was in pain. He clasped his arms around her lifeless body He kept his self close to her as if to merge.... a death of temptations A rise in faith. He was her rock and he was the faith , come to rescue. The death of nafs, of desires. Her freedom to exist.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 44 Above , with eyes aflame red and eerie, A vision of past desires. Defeated. There they waited and tasted Love and faith, winners of the struggle. Survivors of the war on self. THE MONTH OF RAMADAN, 2010 (Series of dialogues with Angel Jibril) THE MONTH OF RAMADAN, 2010 Dialogue with angels I Maha Suci Allah. Maha atas segala sesuatu. Kasi jalan keluar, jalan baik, jalan untuk pisah boleh. Malaikat hajatkan doa nanya mujabah malaikat , hambaAllah kata justice nanti ada. Cari ketenangan jiwa in zikir, ibadah yang Laa ilaa ha ila anta subhanaka inni kuntu minazalimiin dan ibadah-ibadah lain yang Kanjeng Ratu Kidul Nur Shufiya sudah tau. Hadirkan malaikat-malaikat Ramadan untuk membawa doa ke Allah, Lauh Mahfuz langsung kabul, insyaallah. Jaminan janji roh ke Allah lahir batin in this world love Allah love Rasulallah (saw) , in the akirat jaminan Jannah, insyaallah.Ana malaikat yang kasi Lorraine nur cahaya Muhammad (saw) in Singapore waktu Lorraine minta Allah kasi lose pain ,ana yang dengar jadi ana bawa ke Allah. Hikmah utusan hambaallah bawa dan hikmahkan Laa ilaa ha ilallah kunci dalam hati. Ijazah yang mulia untuk Lorraine Branson. Ya, buku untuk kasitau cerita hikmah langsung. Zikir, manjat doa, insyaallah Kabul. Gelar is real. Nama roh Kanjeng Ratu Kidul Nur Shufiya Lalang Bahari Siti Rabiah name dari syurga yang membawa amanah untuk manusia zaman ini.Hikmah

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 45 amanah , iman yang kuat, lahir batin, love Allah love Rasulallah (saw), Muhammad bin Abdullah wa Aminah , nama jangan lupa, langsung make sholawat. Hormatilah jungjungan nabi kita Muhammad (saw). Dialogue with angels II Nawaitu malaikatu Laa ilaa ha ila anta subhanaka inni kuntu minazalimiin . La baik Allah humma la baik, innal hamda wa nikmata wal mulk, laa syarika lak. Ijazah Allah hikmah kasi ke Kanjeng Ratu Kidul Nur Shufiya in jannah zikir malaikat barakah bawa, hanya minta lahir batin jadi, Gusti Allah Yang Maha Kuasa. Habaikanlah manusia, Yang bulan Ramadan bulan mulia, Hadapi Allah jannah kayaknya langsung bawa doa-doa manusia Nangisan-nangisan manusia jangan di sia-sia Marhaban Ya Ramadan bulan suci dan mulia. Nabi Muhammad(saw) nabi kita Bawa hikmah Maha Kuasa Jadi bila puasa Ingatlah baginda. Yang ke halamannya ziarah Bawa niat omrah Cara insyaallah, bawa jaminan syurga. Jadi manusia ingat Jannah Tempat kalian kembali ke Allah Dialogue with angels III Can you tell me the poem you said before? In joy, I shall. Inna malaikati hikmah kata Ilmu ijazah Kanjeng Ratu Kidul Nur Shufiya Hikmah karena firasat kasih saying Hikmah bawa amanah Allah Hikmah karena lama saja Hikmah kabar hikmah syurga

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 46 Yang pasti nama hikmah nama Islam Nama jaya nama kaya Nama ijazah Nur Shufiya Hamba Allah yang Jawa bukan Hati nurani payung Islam Zahir batin Allah janji Jannahtu naiim Milih pimpin wakili annaas Bikin doa insaf Malaikat-malaikat yang naung Hijabkan hikmah kasitau Sampai ketemu sebuah waktu Hijab naik, iman naik Mantap hikmah, naung doa Hai orang-orang yang beriman Ini sebuah pelajaran Insyaallah, janji bila Kalau ketemu , jadikan hati jinak tidak Karena hikmah lawan, iyya kanabu malaikat bertahankan Ajimatkan hikmah zikir, hikmah insaf Hikmah Kanjeng Ratu Kidul Nur Shufiya bawa Hikmah ijazah kaafirun insaf Jadikanlah pelajaran yang kuat Jadikanlah tuntunan malaikat kisah Kanjeng Ratu Kidul Nur Shufiya Lalang Bahari Siti Rabiah Janjian Allah yang nyata Jaga diri, jangan katakan Ini maya sajak. Karena malaikat hikmah bawa jauh jarak Insyaallah ana ingin Yang baca yakin Baca Al Fatehah, Ya Siin Baca Al Waqiah yang jamin Jamin zikir Allah hu Allah Jauhkan riba, jasa zakat masyaallah

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 47 Ghibah jangan, fii jannah insyaallah. Women of strength and might Oh an ode to the women of this world The struggles you put up with Oh the women of this world The strength you muster everyday You educate your children and you mould the future Oh the strong women of today. Gather strength and knowledge Of the brave ones now gone And those whom are left. Keep up the dignity of womankind Don't allow bad situations to make you down And always keep your pride as the ones who give life. I never knew about the role until I had five more of me My legacy to this world are them A decree in it definitely. For five more of me to continue Inherently what must be A better future which begins with me. You are not stupid as some might say to Make you feel little and discredit you, For know that in those utters Are a reflection of their own faults. Say what you feel, intelligently Say what you mean, articulately Say how you want to say it And be whatever you say. Be responsible as a woman and then go ahead as a mother, a future builder A positive society needs; Be brave as Indira and Aung San Be a leader like Benazir,

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 48 Be gentle as Mother Teresa, And as prayerful as Mary. Be beautiful and powerful as did Princess Grace Be a legacy, do your little part. Make a stand and statement with the kindness That only a woman may have. Undo the effects of a patriarchal society A male dominated regime, is surely not permissible As Allah Ta'ala created us all equal. The only difference we have is only in brute strength As all other faculties seem to meet equal at all ends. Hence, my ode to strong and versatile women. A pledge I believe in. A mother's love A mother's love is multi dimensional She will yell and scream at her teen, with love She will stay awake through the night with a sick child, with love She will small smack your tiny hands , with love She will muck around with her kids , with love Sometimes events occur, which she has no control off If it makes her mad, it's with love It's with love that a mother devotes her energy to her childrens' well being Though not always her smile radiates It's with love through her heart, she shines As teens we grow and see her as monstrous Though she was not that when she cradled you Though she may sometimes seem inattentive Be rest assured she knows A mother has three times rights over her children It is with this responsibility she does What she can and needs to

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 49 To plant the seeds of wisdom, eventhough She may seem tough, it is with love That she is Because a true mothers' love will scream at you and hug you straight after She'll feel your tears and no matter She will always have a space in her heart for you. A true mothers' love is faultless. ~Lorraine Nur for Rahmani The cold war The cold war Begins again, Nothing is earned There is no gain! The cold war The ultimate rejection And refusal of pain There are no winners in the game! The cold war constitutes bitterness Encumbers ill fated feelings And loses the actors Awards and decrees A cold war makes no sense There is no justification There is no knowledge and no lesson There is no blessings, it fetters! To put to shame ego and callous remarks Insignificant pride and prejudice It culminates on one or the other to exalt peace. The cold war serves an ill purpose. It causes disintegration It dismembers There is no lesson here.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 50 The cold war makes strangers of those involved Disillusions from a hateful heart An unmindful soul It upheavals the environment It denies peace and love. Apologies aren't accepted A cold heart has been created A miser and a loser A lost wayfarer. Dear heart, be brave For with everything There is the silence which will guide you through it all. The waning soul The waning heart of a sick soul The unfed soul kept hidden The soul which lacks it's nourishment remains as if in death He cannot move and has no say He is left to deteriorate and decay He wants to ignite the vigour and energy But he cannot, chained and bound By the dirt and filth of Nafs. Nafs, a hateful and aggravating A disease of the heart, soul and mind Nafs, a whisper of infection From words to defile It causes a sickness virus Which consumes and eats Everything that is good within. Nafs attacks Ruh Nafs regurgitates Ruh Nafs dismembers and hurts Ruh Nafs kills Ruh. Food of the soul

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 51 ALLAH HU ALLAH A truly effortless choice An inbuilt mechanism Triggering will, instantly explode A monsterous surge of healing power Yielding a sword, Ruh kills Nafs Wielding the banner of ALLAH HU ALLAH For only this is the cure for all infections caused by Nafs Only in this is the healing And in only this is the power ALLAH HU ALLAH HU ALLAH HU ALLAH! Fill your house with food and love Fill your heart that is, For that is partly where the soul resides From the mental to within. That small ozone hole in the body Must be sealed with the words, Unlike the ozone hole in the sky, which has no hope of help. Imagine that then with your mind's eye An oozing of the Earth's life force. Indefinitely, but fast, this whole Earth will be destroyed There will be no rejoice. Hence I say , feed the waning soul Before all life oozes from the leaking heart And all hope is the past. Angel Guidance I They say I should be patient They say I must remain strong They say I shall overcome each test They say I will never be defeated again I say I cannot exercise patience with

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 52 those who intentionally poke and prod To annoy and to ridicule even when the proofs are given. I say my strength is my faith And whomsoever revenges Or retaliates, I shall never back down. I say, My Lord, afford me The strength and wisdom to Pass each stage of the tests With the patience You have endowed me with. I say, if I am defeated, I win when I fight for the Glory and Justice Peace and Harmony Of those I love. My angel's love surpasses any in this world My guides' loyalty and love bring tears of gratitude to Allah Ta'ala. For in the moments of difficulty In my moments of helplessness He did send me help and spiritual sustenance Who now, I hear Who now,I recognize As them who were always there to lend a helping hand And although I never understood, I accepted with true faith And surrendered it all back to Allah Ta'ala, back to my Islamic roots With zikir Allah Hu Allah. ~Lorraine Nur Shufiya~ II My do'a;

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 53 "Ya Allah, Ya Rabb. Please give me the strength , permission and energy to do what I need for my dunia and my akhirat. For without You, I am nothing." III Zikir is in my heart, Allah Hu Allah Permeates my entire being. Protection, strength and energy Focusing my spiritual centers With zat Ilahi. From whence I came A promise I made that I should never forget That I wholly exist From one world to the next Allah Allah Allah A repetition of faith In The One and Only. Ilahi anta maksudi,wa ridhoka matlubi aatini mahabattaka wa maarifataka..... Fill my heart, my soul, My senses, my akha, My khafa, my life..... As the rains fill the empty craters of the Earth As the sun shines on each part of land and sea The void between ocean and surface The darkness, fill with Nur. The light of Muhammad (saw) becomes synonomous with Zikir Allah Hu Allah Lorraine Nur Shufiya IV ( Angel who brings wisdom (hikmah) continues )

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 54 Zikir Allah Hu Allah is the life force of all creation Zikir Allah hu Allah makes a hard heart become soft Zikir Allahu Hu Allah stabilises like a harbour Zikir Allah Hu Allah makes the impossible become actual Zikir Allah Hu Allah hinders man from Hell Zikir Allah Hu Allah is the song of Jannah Malaikat Hikmah Zikir Allah Hu Allah Gushes forth All anyone can do is complain and criticize without knowing any full details of my life in the past, its details and the circumstances that drove me and motivated me in the decisions I made. In reality, they were very painful experiences which I faced , being criticized to any amount without solutions is a damned act. To make me feel like I made a huge mistake in my life is a momentous statement. I have five children who are the life source of my ill fated past. The future can be brighter as I must learn to accept the past mistakes and be better for it. I have loose ends which I must tidy up. I am not predisposed to the normal financial freedom I had before nor am I at liberty to create a stable environment for myself with my life apart from my children and being in a foreign country which sees me trying to fix up all that went wrong. At this point it is not the time to criticize me but offer support and assistance. I get very emotional and sad when I have to think about being ill treated and lied to. Taken for granted and cheated. And exercising power in the wrong way to make it worse than it already is , all the stumble blocks I face and keep having to jump over, and I have been doing it slowly but surely. Now, I face this horrible critic which in the end I see no purpose in the direction of the conversation or give me any helpful alternatives except to comment that my past

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 55 was a horrible mistake. I might as well give up and give in, but I see their 5 lovely faces and I gain strength, and hope... and feel blessed knowing that God is fair even in trials and tribulations. There is no hero. My strength, my religion My religion, my life My religion, my guide My religion, my choice My religion, my belief My religion, my diin. Islam saved me, my soul Islam, gave me purpose in life Islam, still continues to regenerate me Because Islam is not a religion like how many perceive Islam, teaches me , guides me, enlightens me The ZAT of ALLAH The Essence of The Divine is In my Islam. I potray it through my heart, in my words, Through my eyes and my ears Islam, foundation of my soul Islam, submission and peace Affirmation, Rasulallah Muhammad, the last Messenger ,( peace and blessings of Allah on him), is true Solat, prostrate to another I shall never Except in all humility to The One Fasting, a cleansing of the physical body, de-tox Charity, never made anyone poor. Hajj, a blessed pilgrimage An ultimate spiritual experience The heart of Islam, Yaa Siin

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 56 The Al Ikhlas, Tauhid The Ayat Kursi , a protection The whole book, Al Quran, Nur Kareem. Masyaallah, Allah has willed it Insyaallah, may Allah will it Subhanallah, Praises for Allah Alhamdullillah, Thank you Allah Astaghfirullah, Allah forgive me Allahu Akhbar, Allah (God) is Great He has no son He has no mother or father He has no sons and daughters Allah is Essence, ninety known to mankind Allah is not He or She or It Allah is Allah, Ya Hayyu Ya Qayyum The Ever Living, The Self Subsisting The Mighty and Glorious The Truth, The Powerful. There is no god but Allah, truly I have wronged myself. Evil snaps Evil snaps and will always find a way. Beware the evil snaps! Beware when he rears his ugly head! He may seem benign, Though not far from the danger line Will evil show it's ugly face. Beware , when the evil snaps! It can happen at no known time It can happen at any time In a most inappropretae time Beware when evil starts it's gears! Beware when the evil snaps! It shudders every particle and atom

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 57 Each molecule trembles, awful stench of it Wretched evil when it attacks Beware, and stay calm. The effect of evil is hot ears, Impacted heavy heart, Squashing the breath Penetrating from all sides In a proud and egoistical manner Manipulating the thoughts and interrupting energy. Making one tired and weak Beware! Then suddenly evil pounces on an unwary victim Victim loathes , cries and creates a fort A stance, a safe getaway Beware, evil will trail and follow Unrelenting, will mock, will command in tones of loud thunderous bellows. Evil may break the kindred spirit And leave it to decompose and die. Evil has no compassion Evil is pretentious and slaughters Evil will swallow whole and spit nothing out Evil will clench it's claws into the depths of the injured heart Till so unbearable the hurt So agonising to breathe, look, listen or feel You would wish you were dead. Beware the evil when it snaps, Will chase you out , will horrify with insults With no thought of recompense Does evil dwell in every heart of each human Evil wants to merge with as many slaves to desires and emotions It creeps inside as an unseen enigma Vowed to establish a kingdom within

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 58 Beware, never give in Beware, always stay strong in protection of Faith, Hope, Strength, Love and Peace. Kaleidoscope Can I have you and my life too? Can I have you integrated and synchronised That even when I don't see you, I see you Even when you go, you are near Can I have you and my life too? Never changing and always engaged Connecting on all levels. Never having to state , always forever knowing Can I have you and my life too? Never having to choose and Never having to feel, broken? Can I have you all prepared as the day I met you Wrapped in the aura of golden love light? Can I have you and life all one beautiful blend A kaleidoscope of colorful rainbow images. Can I have you and my life as each new dawn Brings the freshness of the day ahead And the musk of night for love? Can I have you and my life as the whispers endears and beckons Gentle winds that waft through the leaves of a shady tree? For you and my life are as my sun and my moon The stars decorate our satin nights, The wonder of you and my life in love. No time for waiting. What am I doing? Why am I just sitting here doing nothing? Why am I just waiting?

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 59 What am I waiting for? Why is it that I am positioned as a pleaser? Am I not more than a decoration? Don't you understand that my life, That my time, is essential? Don't you understand that my time is limited? Don't you understand that I have NO time to waste? I cannot sit here and WAIT to be of service. I cannot sit here and WAIT to be told. I cannot sit here and wait while OTHERS need me. What is expected of me Is NOT what I am meant to be. I am a woman of substance Not just a woman with substance. I am a carer Not just a server. I think , a re-think is sorely needed. Don't be condescending Don't be patriachal Don't pretend to know all Don't pretend that I am needed. Initial words have forged in my mind because it resounds and is equal to the actions NOW! Oh, how unfortunate.... Most unfortunate, to waste time and life on waiting Silence Silence is golden. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. It's silence is deafening. It was so silent , I could hear myself think. Each day is filled with people around Movements and noise Chatter and depleting energy

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 60 No where to go to recover In the days prior so much quiet time Now in these ages, we seem to desire a time of stillness and silence Activity that toils and leaves me weakened My brain fizzles to the humming of non stop words, sounds The moments alone, secluded and quiet, still ...just me Precious and rare. A beautiful gift nature renders to her weary friend. Rebirthing a new strength for the time ahead. JIKA Jika hati ini bisa di sobek lagi , tentu saja kau yang menyobek Jika malam ini hatiku bisa bersamamu, tentu saja sudah kuketemui jiwaku Jika esoknya hati ini bisa mendiem dan menusuk, tentu saja apa yang diliat adalah wajahmu Jika hati ini sedang sedih dan menetes airmata, tentu lah itu akan mengalir kepadamu Jika saat ini hatimu telah pisah dari keinginanku, tentu hati ini tidak akan nyaman selamanya Jika pada akhirnya hati ini akan ditinggal, tentu saja akan ketemu hatimu di pintu syurgaku Jika hati ini akan meninggalkan dunia fana , tentu saja tidak membawa hatimu Jika sudah terhapus segala perasaan cinta untuk hati ini, tentu lah mati hatiku ini ~Lorraine Nur~

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 61 The look of love Why am I amazed, or why am I distraught When I know that the face is not what the soul is That the form is not what the body is That the love unconditional Is radiated from a shapeless form A form of light A being with no looks No eyes, no ears, no hands , no feet Just shapes of humans in light Why am I offended that the human form is rejected When what I feel is the souls connected Why am I disappointed, when I know that radiated Is already stimulated The love based on the rays of light From the formless shape or the shapeless form Both the one and the same But not so the human form, Which when is still attached to the brain and body Is not the real dimension of love That exudes from the soul The soul that is a radiant being Of energy and unconditional love I miss that sleeping soul mate Entrapped in the doctrinated and prison Of a human life form The soul encased and been infected by human thoughts I miss that soul when the brain is not in charge I see that soul, feel and love that soul. Why am I compassionate even though hurt Because what is seen is not what it truly is For I see through the human form To the soul form

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 62 And I hear and see the spark of life , still glimmering with hope Within the human casing. One day, sweet soul, You shall be released And when you are, Fly to me like a bird. ~Lorraine Nur for Said Walid~ Thursday, 16 June 2011 at 04:34 An ode to strong women The struggles you put up with Oh the women of this world The strength you muster everyday You educate your children and you mould the future Oh the strong women of today. Of the brave ones now gone And those whom are left. Keep up the dignity of womankind Don't allow bad situations to make you down And always keep your pride as the ones who give life. I never knew about the role until I had five more of me My legacy to this world are them A decree in it definitely. For five more of me to continue Inherently what must be A better future which begins with me. You are not stupid as some might say to Make you feel little and discredit you, For know that in those utters Are a reflection of their own faults. Say what you feel, intelligently Say what you mean, articulately Say how you want to say it

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 63 And be whatever you say. Be responsible as a woman and then go ahead as a mother, a future builder A positive society needs; Be brave as Indira and Aung San Be a leader like Benazir, Be gentle as Mother Teresa, And as prayerful as Mary. Be beautiful and powerful as did Princess Grace Be a legacy, do your little part. Make a stand and statement with the kindness That only a woman may have. Undo the effects of a patriarchal society A male dominated regime, is surely not permissible As Allah Ta'ala created us all equal. The only difference we have is only in brute strength As all other faculties seem to meet equal at all ends. Hence, my ode to strong and versatile women. A pledge I believe in. Death Of self There she lay All in white And turned on her side Her hair, black ,wavy, flowing In stillness and silence. Her presence in her stillness Emanated her glow. left behind, saddened. A death of self, a death of desires. There he lay beside her Clutching her body, lifeless he sensed her withdrawal from the world he held her to relieve her pain, it seems

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 64 Although he was in pain. He clasped his arms around her lifeless body He kept his self close to her as if to merge.... a death of temptations A rise in faith. He was her rock and he was the faith , come to rescue. The death of nafs, of desires. Her freedom to exist. Above , with eyes aflame red and eerie, A vision of past desires. Defeated. There they waited and tasted Love and faith, winners of the struggle. Survivors of the war on self. I am not a mind reader I don't tell the future I don't read minds. I don't do bad magic. I don't do spells. I don't know how to tell If you will get your promotion or not Or win your cases Or what will he or she do next I don't know when the next time that thief will steal again Or when you will marry or die. What I can tell you is that you will one day die And so I can remind you of how to prepare for death By first killing self. In that I mean lose the ego and pride Which is as high as the sky And don't sit too high up that ladder, cos when it breaks And you fall, it's going to hurt!

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 65 What I can say to you is remember Allah Ta'ala constantly Free your mind from worldly clutter And rearrange your life principles and beliefs To inculcate goodness, kindness and loving Trust, Friendship and Honesty What I can also tell you is that The angels are always at your side Be there when you need a hand or a friendly nudge, to push you through this life This world is no Paradise And Hell could be now Yet with all this in mind , I make a stand I will surely hang in there For I do now understand the bits and pieces Of this whole jigsaw life In is no parade or fashion show But it sure will help for us to see, that the main event and in the big huge screen Is one person called me. So, my dears when the time is nigh When the time draws close to the end Be sure to say in your heart thank you Allah An Astaghfirullah And the last breath inhale and exhale In full belief in ALLAH HU ALLAH.

LOST SOULS FREEDOM They come , the lost ones In hope and love, to ask A small request after many years long waits They come in throngs to ask

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 66 They come because of a certain light they come towards a new hope They feel a love from within They come only to ask Please allow me the gift of this love They ask with so much intense Unseen but heard, a request so pure Fills me with a guise They come only to ask for Alittle love to save their souls All lost, amidst darkness Then suddenly a light ... The light to show them direction to that place whence we should all go There is a special prayer to be said A loyal oath to take Thence, comes forth the door of Light To shed a way to freedom There are trees, they say There is water, I hear My tears flow freely I am blessed by a love so deep within From a source I cannot truly comprehend My angel praises God for this wonderful gift From one world to the next. Psychic Anomalies So, you dont say what You werent asked And that makes you feel bad. Because you feel That what you have to say Is important

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 67 When you convey the message You will find it makes No difference to them If they know or not Because what you say In transmission Is a reminder that is not extraordinary. Therefore, the knowledge is not new Not to impress But to remind They that have gone Only want to remind The choices are for The ones left behind To ponder about their lives Enough to keep reminding self That info received, keep quiet Unseen and unheard Use for self help. The lesson from Rose. Rose bushes teach us great lessons, pricks and thorns reveal beautiful blossoms to admire, be careful if you want to touch. . Carved a life with a person of fortitude Who turned out to be a wilted rose I gave fodder in alms and love To no avail , the rose never blossomed Engraved my vision into a solid mass Felt it shiver to grow But as time went on the shiver Drizzled off and dried up slow. Longing love's fresh breeze Swept across my face and seeped

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 68 Into my heart, soon after A torrent took over, it became a barren naked soiled grove. Tragedies overcome and disperses blindness Tragedies hammers nails in A mustered help and guided aide Failed to bare and clear the vault. Leaking faucets , trickled tears Wounded and bleeding Thorns and torn till a hackled heap Rose bush, shriveling, dying. Little buds next season, coming through already The points of colourful hope , resonates No indent no intent No need to remember, it will be a regrowth. Ponder on the life of the rose bush Touch very carefully In it is a lesson to learn The thorns and pricks are to protect The risks to touch may often give Lesions and scratches Yet we do and take the beauty Or admire from afar. Boiling over I will allow myself to vent, then I shall not be provoked to burn. You took me in, I didn't need a home You fed me, I wasn't in poverty You clothed me I wasn't naked You helped me I wasn't in need

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 69 I entered your life I liked you I saw something different I placed you on a pedestal I tried to understand you I watched you I admired you I learnt so much from you I observed I entrenched myself in your world I fit into your life You were still prodding out from mine You insisted on doing everything your way I fought to have things done my own I felt terrible and guilty at times I could enjoy a normal life I had activities I was personifying An image I was shown I was wrong and I got hurt You were just a normal man I spent most of my time in your presence I discovered many deep secrets Finally, when all things were revealed I was tossed out Cut off Forgotten This is my choice it is said How extreme in ways do humans get When one has no balance nor understanding My bewilderment is There were some great moments Yet, I am told you gave in to my ways , alot

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 70 So, if sincerely you did Then why should we part Hence, I have to painfully admit It was all deceit and conditions For a justification Of my wrong premonition Or your ill altercations. Pandangan Hikmah Allahu Allahu Allahu Berkah ini bisa menyelamatkan Ill kencana of words Always aim to hurt Bocor hati iparat dengki Sungguh dalam laut gelisah Akan menimbul keadaan ombak Besar ikut balik dan doa minta Ada hikmah Kanjeng Ratu Kidul Ada baik di bumi dan di akhirat Akan dia kalah mind Akan kalah kalau ancam Akan kalah minal aidin wal fa izin Bodoh lidahkan pinter tidak Astaghfirullah banner Mana Islam poaskan tidak Qamariah ada mendapati kakek Aki ghaib rijal Ajaib cupu di rumah Kadar niat perbaiki Amanahkan fisabilillah Arahkan cupu diriaskan Di loangan Di kamar Liat, nanti hijau.Transcripted when channeling

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 71 Evolution not revolution "This is the era of EVOLUTION not REVOLUTION! Make the resolution. Find the solution. Make the contribution. Stop corruption. Stop prostitution. Stop pollution. Stop persecution. There is no substitution, start the execution. Live the evolution,stop the justification and wrong accusation. Stop all starvation, litigation,exploitation,procrastination. Build a nation. Raise determination. Anchor a strong foundation. Build communication, encourage donation,show affection,increase admiration, Make an affirmation to uphold this declaration. Men of the world,listen up! Men of the world,listen up Listen to the one voice from across the globe My voice bellows from the depths of my being Stop all your nonsense , little boys! I am a mother , I have children I look at them as the future inheritors I look at them as the future leaders I am raising them to be efficient humans Who do good and are using their balance Of mind, body and soul. They are mimicking the mother that can see What shame you adult men are bringing to your mothers Some may still have them

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 72 Some may not Once, you were tiny and could do nothing for yourself Now, that you are grown and all intelligent and powerful You have forgotten what it was like ot be a helpless child In your mother's arms. Listen to me, Do not bring shame upon the womb that nurtured and bore you In pangs of pain she delivered you into this world With hopes that you would one day make a difference A positive impact on society That with your mother's prayers and hopes You have become who you are today Men of the world, Do not forget That you have been entrusted to perform a duty A duty to protect and to provide A duty which has entitled you to gain respect But if you put yourself to shame By ill behaviour Then, you have only yourself to blame Your mother did not teach you to massacre innocent lives, including children's' Your mother did not teach you to lie and deceit Your mother did not teach you disrespect Remember, the women you kill, are mothers too. Look into their eyes, imagine that she is your mother Fall on your knees to heaven and beg for forgiveness and reproach You are nothing better than an ant when you Do all the horrible war crimes, When you spread drugs When you beat up women when you kill children

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 73 You are nothing more than dirt When you forget your roots, when you were not a thought in your mother's mind. Men of the world, you are somebody's child A woman who shared with you her life and sacrificed for you and Your happiness and well being Wake up. Make her proud that she did not go through All the pain, to see a monster now. To all world leaders and military men Who are unjust and corrupt. Listen to me , a mother of your future. Disillusion impersonation I know I must do what I must, yet it is hard tearing away. But for my best sake and self, I must do it soon. Although I will be on my own once more, I tried and gave the best I could. I cannot any more be drained For there are many more who need me to be The prime and fit Soul I aim. I gave and gave I didn't think to take much I gave and gave my all With no thought of the effects to them and me I gave and gave and saw Nothing but just taking and taking From my soul. Zappers and Givers I hear the terms alot Zappers , keep taking and drowning us in with them I try to stay afloat but now I am almost drowning

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 74 My lungs are bursting for air I struggle in the depths and the waves Are huge and over powering Sometimes , there seems to be a calm But , now I know , that was The calm before the storm. My heart , burdened The thought is a burden To make any move is a burden To sit and wait is a burden I have so much to do, I tried and tried But what I saw , Only I was trying. I gave and gave , I forfeited and sacrificed My hopes are now dashed and the weight is drawing me under. I am sorry, no depression any more for me to see and hear. I cleansed and it never became clear Never clear enough to allow the light in The light travels and goes through, no open door did it find. You have fallen from the sky and died. You have chosen your path. With you, don't seek joy, you said. I was trying to share what joy I had. Darkness, only darkness. Sadness , is the cloak you wear. Artificial vision and mission, To be the best in life To offer the best of yourself, That the proof lies in the amount of friends And great career, With no economical troubles

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 75 And no worries. A soul measures how much love we feel and transfers this Through thought, action and words. A positive energy emerges and a shining , smiling face. Don't hide behind the facade of intelligence and intellectual capacities To justify or nullify For in the event when the grudges emerge, all that flew out the window. Messages from beyond Remember Noordin M Top, remember the Bali bombers? Remember the suicide bombings and Remember the useless misery of Twin Towers? Remember the one named Osama and JI, Basyir? Suicide bombers, terrorists have no place in this world. It has been passed through That "We are wrong, we are wrong!" "We were lied to, we were lied to!" It has been passed on , "We are suffering , we are suffering!" "There is no jihad in suicide and killing!" "It is wrong, it is wrong!" "We are not accepted by the martyrs and we have no syurga!" "We are not accepted as muhajjidins and we have no place in heaven." "Do not misuse religion." "Do not abuse Islam." "All we have is suffering!" "Help me! Help me!" "Forgive me, forgive me."

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 76 Pray for my forgiveness. tell them, tell all it is wrong! They must be patient. Transpired by channeling.... Lorraine Nur Honey Honey, come back to these open arms Honey, you left me to feel The love from within Now honey, you're gone You're not in my life Honey, stay, don't go For the day you came into my life Honey, I became whole You stepped into a groove That was meant for you You kept the love in that was meant to be Now honey, you've left it all Honey, it's quiet The pieces of my aching heart Is calling out to you Honey, you belong here In my life The lark and I I want to be , just like a lark in the tree Singing a beautiful melody I want to reach for the highest sky Being so free and easy I want to shout from the tallest heights To be seen and heard Shouting out loud That life is a ride with a purpose To become the very best you can

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 77 To be enormous and gigantic in awe Of the surrounding land and seas To be a part of the entire Universe To disperse love greatly and freely I want to be like the soaring eagle That watches from way up high Spreading my wings and travelling The lands and skies I want to be the one that helps The one that stands by With my pledge I want to flow like the river does With all the curves and bends To reach the unending ocean that meets the land I want to be like the fishes in the seas That follow the movement of the waves The freedom that sets free souls apart Is the vigour and love for life I want to be set free to mingle and move about The earth , land and seas To come forth with love To spread the word peace To enjoy every fresh breath of air I want to see all the people rejoice Not ending up a heaped blood bath on the streets I want to hear the thunder roar which shall bring the fruits of nature The water, the wind and the sunshine, Strengthening the basic needs of humankind I want to hear the laughter Experience the tears together I want to hold all that pass through and give the warmth of a hug I want the world to be at peace

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 78 To feel the comfort that all nature brings Like waves lapping on the beach We sit and watch the horizon I want to be as the sun sets so gracefully As the moon rises and glows femininely Like the stars that twinkle elegantly I want to be a part of the entire Universe I am small in these respects I want to open the ray of light from my heart And become huge and join the expanse of all creation And there I shall greet and meet you In harmony and peace With love forever, binding. Golden strands Indeed I love you Indeed I feel love I want to love each and everyone Deeply and sincerely The most wonderful and deep affection But not wrongly misled As a sexual love Or intimacy Auric love, can bewilder and amaze When it has been established, One will be enveloped by the exclusive desires Of needing and wanting An energy of love, ardor and fascination It consumes,radiates and tingles It emanates through each pore, every cell is alight Almost a conflagration Of mates. The love is a sign of a bond A closeness

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 79 A recognition When auric souls eventually meet The discovery is a homecoming To continue the path together In the capacity of love, peace and light The power of fortitude and strength must balance Binding each soul as a cell family of a systematic puzzle . The golden strands. Golden strands Auric love connection Divine interaction Most explicit Interrelation PANGERAN KU Di sambut kedalam hidupku Sudah di ketemukan Dia lah yang mendampingi saya dalam masalah sulit keair yang jernih warna warni hijau berlian Kita ketemu dan merangkul Sepasangan hidup buat selama-lamanya Nggk mungkin akan dipisah lagi mau kita jauh , mau kita dekat Kehidupan dunya pasti tetap bergerak Tapi pangeran ku tercinta Di dunya mana aja akan ku ketemu mu Di dalam hatiku . A card of life I watch events that happen Moments that embed in our minds I watch my world developing around me And fit in where I most am in need

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 80 It seems to me that timing is not mine Nor the plan in action part of my itinery I watch and diagnose Where shall I be next ? I cannot preplan When I surrender I allow the messages to flow and guide To be in service of love to all A servant has no want or desires After making many adjustments to try and suit The best play in life Is to just be! I shift here alittle Sift and save energy After all attempts through life I have learnt that I can't do it all So my house of cards must be built Carefully and intelligently Using love and patience Let the deck be arranged Properly and intuitively If it so happens that some may fall In the attempt, all I need to do is pick them up And rearrange them where they fit As I am only a small card in my deck called life Yet although, one I am still important to the pack Millenium kids How wonderful it would be that the world would come to peace How wonderful if the children could have a guarantee How wonderful would it be if all involved could have hypnosis

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 81 To regress back to their childhood How wonderful if they could remember And then take responsibility to ensure the end of wars and violence As I sit watching sad and angelic faces of the little ones They listen in awe about being good and kind As if it is foreign to them For all the conditioning that they posess Is from a world filled with violent hatered and racism Their world filled with carelessness and disinterest A world filled with self imposed laws to succeed no matter what the costs How they gleam with the words of a story that project hope and kindness Their faces light up and smile with hope How easy it is for us to ignore their voices To tell them to be seen and not heard The facts are not such as children of the new millenium Have more than we did in the hippy ages In the stone ages or anything before now Their presence on this Earth, if we don't know now Are actually the watchers of a degrading society And they have arrived to offer solutions and make changes Make ammendments and to make a new evolution They are filled with love and light An energy so huge is going to overcome the old system And the children of the new millenium will eradicate the old and bad ways And we shall begin to feel how it used to be When we were once children of the new age.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 82 Conscious reality plus probability Anger overcame me as I sat and listened Words which did not connect and did not make sense Words that contradicted and sometimes sounded so cold I wondered about human nature I tried so hard to understand Not to make excuses but sincerely tried to become Empathic and compassionate I made a conscious decision To bask in positivity To create and bubble myself in an atmosphere of glee I would bounce off negativity and protect myself from it's ill effects I told myself to always remain calm and collected Not hasty to react I promised to be good to myself and love myself That I could then spread this joy from within to the outer realms of my world I realised that all this takes a conscious efforts to be agreeable and open To never waver In order to withstand all the woes I need to sustain me Then I would have the mustered strength To glow as a lamp of light Alas' the moment when the last energy strand remains A blast of heated and senseless attack Diminshes me to a weak flame of a match And the anger invaded to explode and blast A resounding bellow forced through me To vindicate and emboss my rights Never to be imposed upon nor criticised for doing a right For caring and sharing my time and energy To helplessness and innocence

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 83 A nurturing chance seemed ridiculed And also a foolish notion erased Sometimes, the calm will relent to a spot of needed harshness Hence, no where is free from challenges unless I Enter the bubble and remain in it forever. I shall take up the challenges and inspite of hurt Inspite of stresses, inspite of imperfections,inspite of negativity Inspite of oppositions and lack of sincerity I want to do my best, give my best Knowing that it will be the end winner For nothing started with good intentions will ever fail All goodness and wisdom shall be seen And the ultimate end must and should be Peace.Love.Justice. Life with rose shades Life? Are you playing tricks with me? Have you put on the rose tinted shades So, I only see all the good That life, did you want me to keep being happy Serving and helping even to those that deem no help needed? Life? Did you say to me just keep doing the best no matter what but at times I feel such a failure That I try very hard never to be judgemental And others keep me down Oh Life, most times I do see and feel the good But on the days the shades are removed I do see but I cannot understand Life, you are such a precious commodity You are an inspiration And you will only be with me for a while

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 84 Perhaps when I meet Afterlife, I won't be needing these glasses any more. Thank you Life for loving me. Time Time, so precious it is as gold Time, when abused can harm ones soul Time when given do hold it safe For time that has passed Is gone forever Dont rush through your day That you feel wasted That tiredness will consume you And the stresses heaped upon A soul travelling only momentarily Whats it all about? Begone the negative aspects of worldly goods Chase not for the sake of consumption With the assumption That all the material wealth We leave behind Better make haste and secure What wealth cannot buy A peaceful heart, a good natured temperament A bright, cheery smile A sincere intention Your good health and your happiness Lie in your ability to think clearly Be prayerful, hold on to faith Knowing full well, this is the way Of the awakened souls Partake in the world as if you will be here only for a moment Chase the next eternal destination

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 85 Work for that as if tomorrow will be the end Time, is moving and passing quickly Then one day, all will stop That day, you will see That time spent well here Will be time well invested with Filling life with unconditional love. Somethings about to happen, I feel it. I feel there is something about to happen Something which we have long awaited For years we have been told about this event To herald new beginnings What I see is goodness Faces full of smiles I also see some darkness Of which we must know To get to the Light We must first know where darkness lies Thread with care Searching the way Many pits and falls Many tricks and lies Many deceptions Many ruins To reach the light , we have to cross , Go through the darkness There we will need strength in tribes Strength of self but together Individuals yet compact We defend and protect In this force, we will be kept safe The Light will soon be seen The Nur of beings

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 86 The Nur of all nurs Comradeship, help, defense Protection and justice for all Woes and pains will go Once the Nur will arrive There are many tales Many hidden mysteries Perhaps my information could render relief They said he is born May 2011 They say he is a baby and will grow As normal children do One day, as an adult he will discover who he truly is And then he will take up his destined task Bearing the flag of justice They say he will collect and gather masses of like Who will recognize him for who is He will redeem, he will fight the cause of justice Whoever does not follow the way of truth Will surely perish When he rules it will be short Then he will leaves us Before he leaves he will have made a system of justice and peace He will be seen he will appear As others have appeared so will he, come out of his shell To be our defender Maybe some 50 years from now, maybe less, maybe more I really cant be sure So, that with this information, We may hasten to goodness For his arrival is a sign, Of things to come Big changes and time ,will be soon to pass

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 87 Then no more doors to repentance will remain open The retreat will begin The Suns rising the other signature And the incensed one with droplets descend Peace, peace,peace till the end. The waning soul The waning heart of a sick soul The unfed soul kept hidden The soul which lacks it's nourishment remains as if in death He cannot move and has no say He is left to deteriorate and decay He wants to ignite the vigour and energy But he cannot, chained and bound By the dirt and filth of Nafs. Nafs, a hateful and aggravating A disease of the heart, soul and mind Nafs, a whisper of infection From words to defile It causes a sickness virus Which consumes and eats Everything that is good within. Nafs attacks Ruh Nafs regurgitates Ruh Nafs dismembers and hurts Ruh Nafs kills Ruh. Food of the soul ALLAH HU ALLAH A truly effortless choice An inbuilt mechanism Triggering will, instantly explode A monsterous surge of healing power Yielding a sword, Ruh kills Nafs

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 88 Wielding the banner of ALLAH HU ALLAH For only this is the cure for all infections caused by Nafs Only in this is the healing And in only this is the power ALLAH HU ALLAH HU ALLAH HU ALLAH! Fill your house with food and love Fill your heart that is, For that is partly where the soul resides From the mental to within. That small ozone hole in the body Must be sealed with the words, Unlike the ozone hole in the sky, which has no hope of help. Imagine that then with your mind's eye An oozing of the Earth's life force. Indefinitely, but fast, this whole Earth will be destroyed There will be no rejoice. Hence I say , feed the waning soul Before all life oozes from the leaking heart And all hope is the past. Mimickery of life Daydreams forever It makes for constant state of peace To be in unison always In touch with beauty and oneness Of all that exudes heavenly scents To be encasted within a whole Not to be recognised from the outside Prized and possessed by form Mental and intellect diminished The eyes see only what is apparent.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 89 Oh Allah,Send them rain The eyes grow weary and sleep is imminent Will he ever wake up again? The heart is heavy as the breathing deepens Will he ever see the light of day? The nights and days merge in one He isnt aware if there is a sun Or if the moon is cradled The heat and dust swivels all around The animals are all gone The insects crawl The fly sits, mouth drying His arms beckon a vision unseen As if to take a cup to drink Over the other side it seems its winter But here in Somalia We are left dying Suffering, inescapable death There has been no hope as he travelled The road from one day to the next Only to arrive at this spot of dryness and heat No water wells No, rain, no clouds of darkness Just the stench of grim fear and loss Oh Allah, give them rain , Hear my pleas and prayers Hear their pleas and prayers For no doubt with cause there is a reason Testing the compassion of humanity If the rest would think to give and share Surely, there must be a reason A wisdom There must be hope Oh Allah, send them rain.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 90 Tingles Somebody's caught my eye Caught my strings and each movement Words resonates a voice That I don't hear That makes my heart beat, a beat faster My ears warms to the harsh But caressing sounds How exciting! Smiling a while Holding a while A mere reflection from across the seas Hoarse laughter Gentle touch A look that penetrates A quiver that rises That impersonates Is this how love Translates? My mind is a wonderland My mind is the wonderland Where love may prevail Where the senses exhale and inhale It is the place where I express In it I make all goodness the main way of life In this wonderland, I make the pictures I make the events I create the outcomes I am the artist I am the composer I am the conductor I am the actor

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 91 In this beautiful wonderland I enrich myself I gift myself I raise myself To make the wonderland of my mind A world through which My reality transforms I bring the wonderland of my mind To the reality of my world I then enjoin all souls into this realm Where Love flows freely And where your existence is possible Through pure love and consciousness. Apparation of life Dialah benteng dosa2 lalu: Is he the protector and the guide It maybe that he is the answer to prayers It may be that he has been picked to succeed where Noone else has He is the divider from past sins Sounds a renewed purpose A cleansing Appeared from no where Suddenly present , ever reminding Constantly and sincerely "benteng" means fortress,fort,castle,bastille The imam that I asked for has appeared The guidance , the stronghold, the support No matter distance , Parted and never set eyes on him I see him, As he sits in quiet contemplation He is the fortress between the past

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 92 The woes of life Oh the woes of life Leaving behind trails of bittersweetness As if a melancholy drifter Never able to settle. I travel as a seeker Searching for a truth That I believe exist Among the clans of humanity I search for the light in the midst of darkest moments In the serenity of the night In the peaceful hours of dawn The rising sun beckons the new start The journey unending Never shall I give up My serach for the love The energy of life Enough for me till I return To bear with all woes of life Alone and lonely I treasure my time alone Yet,I am miserable by myself I would be enjoying some company If it would be the kind that I like How I hate it when that missing feeling emerges Because I remember all the good times However to compromise myself and principles I would choose to face the lonliness How I dislike the challenge To ponder on options and choices The energy used zaps me And I remain muddled I convince myself that it is for my benefit

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 93 To sit hear and lavish the time alone Yet, I really don't want to be by myself at all In defiance would I gather myself and wage A warfare on silence and lonliness Only to learn, I have gained nothing I must then sit alone to ponder The effects of irrational behaviour The coming back to settle on one self Sitting alone and yearning A whole more than zero. Tomorrow Tomorrow,when the sun rises Everything will be different The days will seem longer The sunshine less bright Butterflies will stay hidden The green glass will fade The air will slug The skies turn grey Tomorrow, when a new day starts All that glowed will dull All speech will be a blur Each step will be in wonder Each thought will be of you Every moment has been in waiting Until the wait, too much to bear Opened a window to a future Of constant waiting Of waiting with a hope Which may never appear The moments of wasting in ardent wait Left scars of insecurity One soul learnt a new love

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 94 Which love descended And soon went away Unfortunate and sorrowful Did then the mate, muddled Confused and baited Turned on another source of solace To uncover some comfort for a moment Not because of nafs But for care Not able to hurt and feeling compassion Without judgement Tomorrow emerges and the drone of life Whispers. Somebody just for me Lessons shared Love arised How am I then not surprised Afterall the words spoken No factual evidence Of all the stories revealed Not basic commonsense How can I not wonder What then becomes of me? The time I needed to hear your voice To hear your words of comfort The time I most needed you, You were too busy in your lifestyle To offer any support Yet in a challenge of thoughts and choice A quick revert was accepted A quick cut off and cure Yet, love is mentioned and an acceptance made Sure as soon as a moment arised

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 95 A judgement fell! I am in need but I am not handicapped I am hoping for better But I am not desperate I am realistic I cannot survive on mere words Dreams and uncommited vows I make my plans and make the changes My emotions rule my head at times I feed off your love I feed off your attention , so gentle I want you always beside me And that is one reality That will never be For somebody that belongs to everybody I need somebody, just for me. The Love of Nur Shufiya Love, my love is a feeling that transcends To all I meet with honour I share Love, the emotion that can create Such disillusions and complexities Love, a giving from a pure heart Ending not, forever engraved Love, my gift for your love in return Is not the prerequisite I love for His sake I share for His sake I need for His sake I engulf the love, for His sake. Love, a feeling that has no definition Love, an abode for rest and peace Love, an incredible gift to bestow

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 96 Love, acceptance and gratitude Love, is the circle that binds us all Love, will uplift when we know how Love, my love I give to you Please nurture and fuel Purely and innocently Love, clean and fresh Will overcome us Make us delirious Make us drunk Make us shy Make us high Make us love more and more Love has no ending and no beginning Love is just a feeling but That feeling is a nourishment of Your heart and soul. ~Lorraine Nur~ Love,Peace & Light I once had a love I once had a love I waited for I waited for seven long years My love said hed be here I waited each year Hopeful and excited The seven years have passed And so is the love As all fairytales must end The prince never came I once had a love Over the seas proclaimed his unselfish devotion

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 97 to me alone Oh foolish love Decayed and never grew through seven forbidden years all hope never renewed So, now there is a new love that I hope seven years it does not take for it to eventuate Though, I am uncertain If it will be true. The gift of LOVE With love, it does not matter what the relationship is To help,to give, to share, to enjoy From a distance or close Love is binding for all With love, it does not matter what plans you make To be blessed each day with a loved one To share each day with family To give with all A gift of love Not compromising nor holding back Be free to love and give your full heart And no strings attached No ownership No ties binding Love advocates freedom of feeling Nurturing this is essential For a peaceful soul Capture moments when timely Smitten by precious memories Create everlasting clips of visual love Whispering magical words of love As a forest of vastness

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 98 As an ocean span As horizons never fade Make LOVE the anchor in LIFE Appreciate and not deviate Be grateful and give thanks For you have been blessed with a gift From Heaven Love & Time As time spans It shall never wait Take up your opportunities As they present themselves For all that is blessed,is good Time shall move on And you shall get older And the opportunities will pass You cannot retrieve,nor can you regret Your decisions Your choices Your life is limited You have to make the very best Of all the offerings that Heaven bestows Take the best from all that presents itself Your choices based on love and also on intelligence Rationality and wisdom Love should never hurt With it comes many blessings With it comes many miracles As love is a magical potion Which can consume you And make you drunk That time means nothing The place is mysterious

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 99 A secret of life A recipe of happiness As time moves on Shining star My evening star Where are you? I am in need to see Your twinkling glitter from up high That guides me. Where are you my shining star? Don't leave me now I am hurting I am crying I am bleeding My heart is torn My heart aches That you are never going to be As close as I want you to be That you will always be ,just a shine A twinkle, a glimmer From afar, you guide me That's all you can do For that is a magic and a gift But that I can't hold you nor touch you And I can never keep you As my special star For you were made for all To see and enjoy Like all stars map the pathways Shining star, map mine And show me towards the one who looks at you Like I do

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Hopes Darkness engulfs the land As if a mysterious gathering held Then he appeared, from behind Taking me unawares His smoky eyes, Filled with a delight Unconditional love I see He zooms in closer To bestow a kiss I withhold him Standing firm, No I refuse I am keeping unstained For in my waiting There is a bigger gain Then, he smiles, as a knowing one may That I tell the truth Abide he does Outside a crowd gathers May we soon be?

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 101 Young love Can I have the moments Forever? To be only mine and yours together? Angel Hearer, Come home to me And be by my side For all that we have is just a whisper in the wind I have the vision of sweetness A honey which entices I have the cravings for sensual longings You mesmerize into my imagination My heart is beating fast Escalating with each word Of desire for you Each pore calling out to you Begging, then relishing Each anointed kiss Each stroke of light feathery touches Each stroke of gentleness Each caress Each breath of love And the yearning grows each day, minute, second Hasten to my side!

Embrace Embrace the sweetness and delights I serve to you from myself Explore unendlessly Timeless glorious ardour A fever, a rush

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 102 Of liquid emotions from the inner depths of aching adoration Embrace the sweetness Embrace the energy Embrace me Separation Separation pain hurt and desires Causalities of love Emitted by distinction Emission of guilty secrets Of loving and of pain Conflicting emotions Fear and excitement Mixture of feelings Passive needs Wants, needs, desires Love enthralls all Mighty visions Dissipates, dissolves, blends Colours, auras,glows Incredible and mighty is love Through souls discourse We seek and call We radiate the signals And fusions real happens Combustion,burning a hole In the heart that caresses the soul love I see you in my dreams I keep seeing you in my dreams What is it that makes you always connected?

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 103 I see you each time in need You have such a deep pain It is deepening Into the very soul that you posses That piece of you You may never hide being your facade I see you in all that you are I have accepted you for all that is you Perhaps in another life You will relive the regret That makes you still a part of many of my dreams Forget you that our souls always speak Forget you that this has always been in our case Your soul pines while you say you are fine But the dark sadness in your eyes Reveal as in the dreams So much confusion and sadness A distress call he sends to me In real time, there is not much I can do So, I keep on seeing you in my dreams, Reaching out to me and then Walking away. Prologue and no ending 1. Came, made a life, created a world that noone could interfere Then lost as would be one enticed Everything demolished by wrath and deceit 2.Fun and love, not really focused Yet tried Underlying tones of anger, insincerities and lies Demolished any future or hope

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 104 3.Came as a protector, withstood and endeavoured Though alone for a long time Perhaps isolation did not have A place in a partnership Demolished once again, insincerities and explosive emotions 4. Came with a package of love and goodness Soiled by intricate dishonesty and demolished by unforgiving inacceptance of circumstances 5. Thought the world finally realised Intellectually challenged but sincere and devout This was not to be so Although the excitement heightened each day As did the negativity in abundance Exploded and terminated any hope Abolishing all future Due to self pride and ego Devotions lacking, Spiritual starved By past life bitterness Unfocused by truth of life and death No visions of a common end Now, seems in the air The light creeps through The band of darkness on the horizon A learning of new and sweet loving In kindness of words and gestures Aspects of one to five Cradled and packaged in the What may be final attempt at A sustained partnership A companionship Long delayed Blessings in all situations

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 105 Appreciation No major altercations That love, cannot help disperse May all the hopes demolished be revived By a rust of the strength of Soul love ~LorraineNur~ Charmed Aloft I am set to fly I want to explore the highest skies I want to swim the depths of Gorontola I want to dance under the moonlight I want to bask in the sunshine Of a thousand islands I want to dream as I have never dreamed I want to react with all the passion possible As I reach out to you, I cannot hold on long enough Before I start to rise again Swelling like the ocean waves Over and over The crests of white foamy waters crashing On a sun kissed sand The smell of pinecones, musky acacia Drift me off to a slumber Rested soul Afternoon Inspiration Oh my love My heart My light from the heavens Who hears the pure, sweet whispers Dont leave me, before we cradle

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 106 I am a mere vision without your touch Come to me To the waters of the great spans Enter into the crevices of the seas Oh sacred lover of nature The Queen of your heart Awaits you. Oh dweller in the eaves of day Let all the dew fall at dusk Awaiting most anxiously to be guided To see through your eyes and hear with your senses All the outcries that the pleasure of love does bring Oh wanderer on the Earth, Who seeks the aching heart of desire Arise for me once again and heave your soul against mine The depths of the oceans cannot compare To the depths of loving Wrapped in one sheet till the rising sun Together, in warmth In your brown eyes reflects The glow of the horizon Come, come to me Ease the pain of everlasting passions Have you sought and found The pleasures you now have The pearls and jewels of the oceans Are all for you My love Ghosts in the attic There must be ghosts in my attic Who try to keep me awake at night Who stamp their feet like elephants And pull chairs and tables.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 107 They live above me They make their presence known Each night they seem so active and busy Each day they pound away Why cant they settle knowing I need sleep Just because they cant? Oh you ghosts in my attic Surely, one day I shall go up to the twenty first floor Knock on your door And remind you, that you do have neighbours So, please be quiet! A hero comes home In the early hours of dawn There was a commotion An entourage of seers People surrounding another Or two, darkness all around The were loud voices and pain The surrounds were bleak There must have been a village Of people surrounding the one in pain Rabbana ighfir alayna Rabbighfirli Oh My Lord, forgive us, Oh My Lord, forgive me. The words I hear . The lone horse rider arrives on a great white horse Next moment , the two are venturing A slow ride Two riders, through green mountains dotted with flowers As the sun rising from behind them casts their shadows The conversation between the two a friendly murmur As if known to one another for a long time Like two old friends who have not met

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 108 For years One on a white steed the other dark brown The valley they travel , a peaceful one Their faces are not visible as they shine with light Their clothings are flowing It isnt very clear The horses are bigger and taller than I Who witnesses The riders, on their journey One who came to accompany the other As a hero goes home. Behind the mountain at the next turn A valley of welcomers, pointing and Reciting a welcome and salutations Allah humma solli ala Muhammad Wa ala alihi wa sallim Our hero is home, at last. Love dreams All my dreams and hopes are with you Only God knows when and how Sufficient for now To be a part of you Inviting me into Uniting in wisdom Forging a bond Creating a nuance Delicate soul, inspiring Sensitive soul, aspiring I long to feel your tenderness Harps whisperings for now You dear one, are Merely a thought Not real in my existing world

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 109 A dream to become As I would hope for To quench my aridness To sweeten my moments To refresh my vision To strengthen my heart For loves sake We suffer in silence For loves sake we miss quietly For love we keep on dreaming And with love We hold on, hoping When and how We pray, God willing. Love At Last Dear Love Who are we to predict when you decide to visit us Who are we to push you away When you arrive with all goodness The blessings you bestow on two hearts To become one Who are we , to judge What is right and What is not For LOVE cannot be wrong Issues of the heart Is Gods gift to mankind To love and to care To support and cherish With each heartbeat Each cell of energy and chemistry Love is extraordinary

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 110 Who are we to reject it With our minds When love is an emotion That is felt with the soul Two loves Two hearts Two diamonds merge As one shining golden star To be come one. Make this bond a permanent abode Of this Earth and the next For a gift from Heaven Is made for owners of Pure hearts and souls. A union made by angels prayers The heart of Al Quran and the Light of Gods Love Rose Love Drowning in the depths of despair As loneliness engulfs A saddened soul deprived of attention A soul patient in waiting A soul summoning courage to battle Explosive waves of emotion A soul carried by the tide of grief A soul battered from war A soul exhausted A soul hungry for loving Drowning in the depths of sorrow Waiting in anguish Shadowed by broken promises Disillusioned by empty words Disdainful souls perpetrate goodness Ending syllables with love you

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 111 Matters not when time comes for fulfillment Words bear no weight As honesty is the key Action the proof Souls of those who cannot take up The challenge And cannot follow through the guidance Be not so easy with fool hardy promises Taken to you are those broken vows As dishonest commitment break your ties of friendship even so now By this soul that has courage to face you And in plain honesty Will tell you how wrong you are To make light of a soul in need of love and care It is there by the Universal right of each solitary soul To seek the counterpart That will fully complement And the Universal law that has approved it Will be the driving force of eternal love As a rose blooms, and dies Its scent lingers for as long as it make thrive But eventually so, without nourishment Will fade away and die The essence of the rose if captured Will be forever retained in its container And cherished while a lover for the perfume Still wants to have it So be my soul and its lovers Through the years The ones that have passed through Are the faded roses The scent is here in this soul The rose soul

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 112 Personification of love To be appreciated As the oil from rose petals Angel Healers in my dream Dear Lord!My Rabb! I have never felt it as intense as I do now I feel the wound so grievous The stabbing deep The pain is searing through the core of my being My soul is shattered My life force seems weakened I am in total silence Allowing the pain to take its course And hoping it will not take long To seal the gaping wound Imagine an arrow stuck in the heart and jarred out The blood and loss of it Causing a semi conscious awareness Drifting in and out of consciousness Neither in this world Neither passed on Poor soul, battered once again She lays , simply lays there Not wanting anything but for it to stop There comes a vision A solace of some sort He is just suddenly in the picture A glimpse here and there What he brings with him Is healing She wants to be closer He cares so much He is filled with concern

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 113 And giving his all He looks serious , also worried He stands not too tall, but taller than her, Stocky,muscles, well built Not old but not youthful His hair short but with curls on top Dark, golden brown Fair skinned, not pale, not suntanned, And blue eyes. He is nearby, he looks in to monitor, he passes through mere glimpses Where are you, come back. I cry again, the deep soul cry As I realise, the small death The sleep to lose consciousness Brought me to that moment, that place, by the waters, green short grass, Waterside nearby, hilly, trees, There are family nearby Two sisters? And many visitors, who pray together, on two levels of the house. There is an old man, a father, he loves me, he is my teacher? He is not too tall, but taller than I Wearing all white And walks with a cane White hair and white bearded? Mere glimpses and short visions Of a family, that loves me and nurtures my pain. I go to have a wash up, soon to be evening. I am in his presence, his aura is strength for my soul. He is so concerned. I wake up.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 114 Am I healed yet? Cold hastiness The destruction of hope By careless words Words unspoken, Written electronically Damages all future that could have been dreamt of These careless, non spoken words As if to a machine with no feelings Never even hesitating to think, Pressing the send button You cannot retrieve the cold notes I felt the pangs at once Now you ask me whats wrong? Are you so callous and obtuse So drowned in your own loss That you forget the Living with feelings Are you so caught up in your own business Your own responsibilities That you realise , you cannot handle more I am in need of security and sustenance Not to be allocated when your time determines it I have realised that I am a fool A dreamer A mismatched Earthly pair with a soul bond A crisis for one so sensitive So astute and easily hurt I dare say, this is enough Enough time to know Enough time waiting Because for what am I waiting for? When firstly, there is no plan No intention

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 115 And next, there has not been a proposal So, hearken these words I shall not be waiting I shall not be in pause I shall not stop my life Nor shall I stop my breath For a mere sprinkle of your attention I am worth much more than that I need a wondrous amount of love For I have much more to give In time all heals Life shall have renewed vigour, once again. Still only half. Angel Hearer, You must know That I feel everything you do For although I understand whatever you have that bothers your mind Know that in your heart You will never be allowed To make the same mistakes as before Be not afraid and hold onto what you feel That LOVE is a blessing that Heaven has sent Because only HE knows what was in your heart As two souls we have met Now its time to make it set That one may follow the other That the other may lead well You, my Angel Hearer is the choice From the Universe To play this last part on the journey Caring, loving and healing That we may both benefit From a union of everlasting

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 116 Companionship based on Unconditional love for all And from this Light of love We grow and bond To form one shape One forged energy A combustion of two units And becoming one Till that moment, My Angel Hearer We are still only half of one another. I wait until you are ready For what I know will be The momentous event That will be spectacular And life changing The excitement increases each day I try so hard to quell Your energy from far explodes Are we not in charge any more? Angel Hearer, can you hear my beating heart Pounding like ocean waves crashing? Can you feel my elevated senses, that I always have you by my side In my vision In my aura In my energy That I feel bonded without touching? That I am rejuvenated, Because you have arrived. So, till you know what I know Angel Hearer, I am still only half without you.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 117 Inconsistent love How does it happen to me? Why cant I contain this? It is so infectious It is filling my cup It overflows It is exploding It is not confined! I am not in control I cannot do anything else but Let it flow. I am bowled over I am erupting I am vibrating As if with the entire Universe My soul is expanding I want to be so close as blood in veins I want to be the pounding that is in the heart I want to flow as the spirit inside My Lord, do not forsake this love experience Of souls that are apart and have never met That have to go through the most explicit tortures That the two who have choices but seem to be motionless Unless by Your permission We seek Arduous succour Your Help we implore Ration this energy That we may be balanced and take control The heightening of senses is excessive We cant understand We try with all our might to ignore it The abundance Oh my goodness!

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 118 It is true gold, beautiful That is saddens The sweetest nectar The warmest comforts of the soul The greatest love of the hearts That is felt we turn back to You who owns us reunite the souls that came separated That we can go back, one day as one. But for now, all we need is to be together and never part. Tears stream down from the thought The heart breaking separation The missing, the yearning Its so much love , its killing I cant eat, I cant sleep I cant think of anyone but you You are forever in my vision. And I know you feel the same. I will take to wings and fly, beside you. Then again, I could close the doors of the soul shut, Be stone and cold The risk, I shall not feel Nor relish the delicacies of life It is choice. after all. Is it that simple? The Energy On this Earth I am left To walk and to help On this Earth for so long I have been wandering The lone soul The searching soul Each soul bears a signature

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 119 An energy marking This is consistent and It will be recognised By the same energy The frequencies charged do bear The same radiated light This energy Is a form of companionship This energy is love based This energy is the light force Of my soul You may choose to accept it You may choose to deny it But you may not kill it To dispose of it is not for you To accept it would be better The energy is a gift So you may walk with me Enjoy with me Help me Wander with me I am but a flicker The energy is a light I am offering the sharing Of a love to Dissipate our loneliness For , I never want to roam alone So, for all that it is worth to you Accept this symbolic love The energy is transferable Once, it moves on So will the love force To anyone who wants to accept This is a vow

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 120 Of commitment For now till the end For I am not alone The deafened ones Once mankind used senses and heart Now, mankind has been deafened and hard Mankind chooses not to hear The calling of natures clear I once had an angel hearer Now he has chosen to disappear He used to laugh and love with me But behold, poisoned he now doesnt see He used to feel and understand What I sent from deep hearts bent Angels like to speak to the heart of the pure Not contaminated or unsure Angels whisper to offer love Because the order comes from above Angel seekers must be wary The devils are also many Once you hear the angels voices Make sure to protect yourselves from vices The only soiled thoughts are the ones That you put in your minds The angels whispers speak so softly Affects the heart and soul most purely So, if you want to always hear them Make sure you also like them Never ever disown them Never ever disbelieve in them Once, the angels talk with man It will fever the bodies but cool the hearts The ones that know shall never part

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 121 The ones that show as guides start To then guide and help , be alert. Messages will often come as gestures Pictures or dreams Because angels are not really seen They shine and illuminate the dark As a candle may as a mark Once, I had an angel hearer Sad now he does not see her. Love is a move Nobody really wants to know Nor make any effort to grow In all difficulties Its too easy To shun responsibilities In order to be provoked One gives permission to invoke In most cases Sad as it is The ones that say I love you Are not always true Because LOVE is a feeling Not a mere greeting LOVE is to prove That you make the move To become one And when thats done You will surely see That LOVE is to be.

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Your look When I look at you When I see your face All my anger fades I melt There is something about your persona Your charisma and your aura That binds and holds me To hear you is a breath of life When in anger, disappointment In frustration of lost causes I try to delete you from my memory I erase all effects of what Reminds me of you I fail to feel better Because you are engraved in my heart And, then I see your face I melt And all I can then feel is, LOVE Wrapped I feel love so great Stamped into my being I feel it in my bones We kiss and hug forever I just cant get enough of you You smell so wonderful from head to toes I just want to cradle you where time seems motionless It took a long time but were nearly there Whatever you wish is what I want I wish for us to be in complete love and happiness

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 123 In each others arms I fall into your open arms and melt I stare into your eyes All I see is your love I smell the sweetness of your breath I taste the lusciousness of your lips I am engraving your name in my soul My heart I give to you to cherish To look after as I will protect yours I know what you are afraid of Baby, just dont let go I am yours forever to keep Take me, and never part. My body, mind and soul Finally, the equal I long awaited for Seems has revealed himself From month to month We argued, we cried , we shared Now, at last not just a vision any longer You are real and to be the one I choose for whats left of the journey, life Lets wrap it up, and go The way of the heart The way to the heart and peace Is by forever eternal love That senses cannot fathom The way to eternal abode of love and peace Is through hearts desire for Divine Love The way to Divine Love is through peaceful meditation and Light of Love The light of love shines from One eternal Source

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 124 The source of all life The source of all peace The source of all comfort The source of all joy This is the way of perpetual Abundance and blessings The Way of the heart is not the way of the mind The way of peace and joy Are feelings Divine Crashing Castles The world is a place with many trials Tribulations abundant without smiles Happiness scantly dispersed And quickly reversed The castles that are built Come crashing to a hilt Same when the heart is despondent Through aggravation and abandonment How lucky or unlucky we still strive To keep afloat and alive What the hopes resonant Through sweet words still redolent Hopes of a future bright Love and laughter to make it light The mild difficulties Till the highest In awe , I see many times In dismal hurt I am Forsaken by what most people have I always seem to salve They say that love luck Hinders fortune luck And the reverse

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 125 As the old converse That hardship comes like bullets Pelting down hundreds As my dashed hopes, once again Becomes my lifes pain A brief union And an unpredictable future fusion

Journey of souls My love for you extends the highest rainbow ~ As we enter another phase We enter with full praise We allow Allahs Love and Grace Guide us through angels whispers Oh sweet soul So dear to me In all my wanderings as a lone soul How far I have travelled to finally come To this special point To travel the road with you To venture where I have never been To seek and explore like never before Dear long lost soul A beacon in my life How far we travel I never know All I know Is that with you with me I am complete Zaujah, Zaujati Yaa zaujati yang sejati

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 126 Yaa zaujah tercinta Yang dipikirkan, dirimu Setelah mata ini tidak tertutup Yang diinginkan Pedoman zikir irama ibadah Pada malam sepi kita Yang seperti masa lalu Yang pernah kita nikmatin Yaa seru seru sepuh sepi Dalam hati gelisah terdengar Yaa zaujati tercinta dan sejati Terbangun saya dari mimpi Jelas dan ceria suara zaujah Kembali secepatnya Kepada lingkungan pelukan sayang Didada antum akan selalu jadi Tempat paling nyaman waktu kesepian Lenyap kenyang dalam mati kecil No more tears to flow No more tears for the soulful For the cries that are unspoken will resound Till the highest Heavens And will echo out for all creation to hear The pains of the oppressed The cry of injustices The proclamation from the Universe Heralding The bands of Arch Angels To the Earth In all sympathy for the dejected Summarizing and enclosing In the safety of their prayers and participation

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 127 Pouring justice Pouring strength and love Onto hearts that have been severed Anointing the foreheads with oils of Heavens healing Dear hearts, victims of the soiled minds Impersonating good but putrid flung Ghastly and disastrous, separation Forced by their terror and Finally dwelling in exclusive cells of disparaging circumstance. Know this day, one day, There is recompense Patience will guide us who persevere Hailing love still on a pole of goodness We the hope still left on the barren Earth Resistance When all is said and done The hope I had is gone I needed to wait and see The proof was to be What I base our next plan That would it even Eventuate Or it may be too late Somehow I knew what Was to take part I didn't want my heart To tear and jerk I was hopeful you could handle But I find no signs To the effect A man afraid with so much love

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 128 Under pressure more than enough Dampens euphoria extinguishes All I have left is my self respect Knowledge that all my best came forth Although dirtied by false accusations Terrored by anger and judgments Keeping dignity we parted sadly Deep down knowing that it would be the end At least I have the intact mind To understand and not demand Although a right I would never use Allah knows best what would be the outcome Not because of human nature Laziness or forgetfulness He prepared what He knew would be Back to the comfort zone and free Now keeping up self dignity We would never be imploring Exploiting nor venturing Into a seiged territory Save your peace and regain your place Keep in gratefulness and love For a man's weakness is loneliness And a woman's is the heart Believing and taking the risk That the protector could be stronger To no avail, all is now lost Safe for my good name and self respect Faith on Allah and Rasulallah saaw Now they are my witnesses In the Hereafter As my Judge and Saviour Of harshness and pain Inflicted on a soul

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 129 With no other intention than to Love and learn Enemies against a raised soul Bitterness swept away And tomorrow is a brand new day Raise in iman, raise takwa You cannot say you believe in Him When you fight what He decrees And combine a mighty force To oppress a helpless soul Seek in Him forgiveness And may the daimah of life be fair

And so you love me Our Eden Throughout all this misery Inspite of all the darkness That clouds our joy The garden of Eden we have made Will forever be in my mind In my heart, I only want you The love we have surpasses land and seas To be with you as I knew Is what I want forever To love you is not a choice I have The feelings cannot be erased The tests that our love must tolerate Is surely the most anguishing experience The tears flow with every thought Of how we love and The more I try to deny it The more I feel your love increase

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 130 Your voice is shallow Your shine decreased Your soul is low Your shadow has grown Sweet soul, from my hours alone I have also lost all shine To part was not something I want Half of me resides with you How can I function as a whole? You still love me, I know You will be forever my Angel Hearer The one who arrived The one who gave all And fought so hard To keep it all I am weak and I fall Pick me up Hold me tight Like you will never let go Never will you lose me My fear is that, without your love I will die from lack of strength To walk each mile, alone. Come home zaujah, to the garden And we shall sit again Under the tree, when we met And you asked, Who are you? The beauty that welcomed us to your world And there, nooneelse exists But us.

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Empty but full My introduction to my forty seventh year As a spirit in human form A most humbling experience With no pomp or fare The day began as a normal day And filled with a gloom from within That on this day when I was born To wake alone With no smiles and hugs of young arms No love to share with a lovers caress That this day a most humble moment I woke to realise We come alone into this world And we shall return to His side, as we arrived Alone But through that day, whispers, calls and messages Through space, came words and greetings Of joy and happiness And the day filled with blessings continued As childrens pureness and innocence Did shower a mother will pride Through unselfish love and care All they did, they did with unconditional love A mothers true pride and joy resides In her children and their characters Of love plus joy An addiction to kisses and hugs Smiles and surprises As twice, blindfolded Two surprises unfolded From their own imagination

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 132 Of wishing me a happy birthday A poster card they created And a cake We prayed together As a message for the soul was reminded to them As their mother increases in age They will one day face this world without her So, take the moments and advice Cling to the memories and wisdom One day, dear children When Mama is gone Hold onto the faith And become the best you can For it is in this that your mother did strive To survive The bowl of oats My bowl of oats becomes a wisdom A lesson about the sweetness of life Each day I make a bowl of porridge For me it is the emergency sustenance My body gets because I am forgetful about eating Thus, my blood sugar drops and my blood thins Causing the effect close to fainting As I make this daily ritual, I remember To thank Allah for simple sustenance Which has major benefits This simple bowl of oats Today, as Heaven may have it To enhance me with life skills I forgot to add, after the oats and water, some sweetened milk And as Heaven would have it, I ate my provision

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 133 And scoffed, at the taste lacking sugar I instantly remembered a childhood episode When I stayed a night in hospital Had oats for breakfast the following morning, The gruel was such as now I taste A mere child with an unsweetened bowl of oats Such was a hospital experience Now, as the adult, with a similar fate I laughed as I scoffed, Ridiculed myself, at being forgetful Compared to the child, ignorant That the sweetness of oats must be added To enhance the taste of provision Hence, the wisdom dawns, that life so is true That although we are merely served A portion of goodness or not We make it better by our added innovations Or inspirations To make the good , better So fill your cup of oats freely With sugar, honey or sweetened milk Consume and relish your blessings The Lord, has given Esoteric journey No more justifications and altercations No more need to improvise The system is set when we make up our minds That we will continue as souls In higher forms In this life led That is trapped by time And a physical self No mobility is possible

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 134 Without the mind stream and visions No changes may outcome, without the imagination We can move forward and watch Before we even make a movement This is the upper level of Soul consciousness Waiting for the one who is in follow That way is made and not to be Input as an obstacle Gear up and move out Move back or down The simple way is the best way Which speaks volumes is the heart In times of silence Time and space is then no longer the prison When there is a mighty understanding An interpretation What moves must change What lies dormant is dead Unification and alteration Destiny curves with no modifications Acceptance with flaws with the alls May be this is the time when all falls Into place as a Universal allotment This may be the time and place so Audience it, make an appearance In order to effect positive changes Start with the mind and work with the tools That is the body and brain, plus brawn Let the soul journey continue without hindrance from Probable disillusions and entrapments Feelings, emotions, that create turmoil, Are not good fodder for the searching soul Enlightenment is a neccessity

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 135 When one wants to seek eternity Release all, in the plain of existence as you know it For perhaps there you will find the long lost secret Of closeness to Divinity A special place that is Infinity. Zaujah I have never met one so soulful One as soft and kind In all turmoil he stays firm One so set with love unconditonal Spread for all unbiased I have never seen one with such care and concern One who helps from his heart One who strives in patience Although wounded I have never met one whose determination A force so positive One with intergrity One with an abundance of giving Without taking His voice is soft and sweet His laughter a soothing change His presence an awesome light Which fills every crevice of my being I have never felt so much powerful emotions For he is a special soul I have never met one whose caresses Soothes like a balm I have never seen such finesse I have never known another with such A big heart and soul Which penetrates every being he meets

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 136 A man whose smiles greet everyone he meets A man who has unlimited affection and love I have never been as public as now For the man in my life I adore In moments that herald animosity He remains calm and brave His wisdom flows with the faith he has His prayers fortify me His sincere guidance enriches me I can uphold a dignity Merely by being his wife Even if sometimes I grumble Or am broody He simply knows what to do And soon enough his love and glee Makes me remember, exactly why I love him so My zaujah, thank you For being just who you are Which is in my eyes Perfect in ever way Truely, your love Has changed my past And my present till my future With you, zaujah I feel I can do anything You are my light Stay this way always as Allah Ta'ala has made you Perfect, just the way you are

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Poor love Pure love , where have you disappeared to? True love, when did you grow old As if dried and shriveled in the dessert If truly a love makes a heart swell Purity of love may not Take in contamination True love, sticks Outlaws from the dunes Crept and spread A vile attack Diminishing the light As the dust they disturbed Raised and clouded everything in sight One by one, they dismantled Bit by bit, they penetrated Their attacks constant Their aim to assault and break Poor love, never rested No peace prevailed The moment apparent when a hand likened to a dead fish Given in reluctance Love, soiled Scared and pitiful Hid in the depths Go far now, recluse Rebuild what is left of the ruins Perhaps, there may be a sign , A flicker of what was

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 138 Best of love For all that is best As always only for the best reasons I shall always want what is the best for everyone For with all the accusations that we face For all the hearsay uncovered With all the follies of humans And for all the disturbances we perceived Be it from ourselves or others To make the best of everything will always be the end desire The best for all May also be what we may not Want to occur Being the best means showing How to be better Our paths meet and suddenly All disconnects from reality Whilst we still have a chance to accept changes With an open mind We can endure to become the best For to close the mind is to fornicate with negativity The worst of scenarios It clamps us into nutshells Keeping out light and love Eager for air to breathe and the need to spread wings To soar as eagles and swim as dolphins No cocoons for lovers with best intentions To grow and nurture I serve the best from the platter of love Given unconditionally To receive in return a tainted cultured pearl As deep seas present the best The flaw soon surfaces

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 139 In the open, the light Reveals all imperfections The mind is weak and the heart follows Disillusions and no angels to carry on The service of gratitude in love So, as my mind remains free from all perversion My heart is freed from dirt and grime I am amidst reality And feel nothing Contemplating with gratification Incredible love with no constraints

The air that I breathe The fear of loss The fear of pain The fear of hurt The fear of anguish The fear of suffering The fear of abandonment The fears gathers It knows no age Once we thought we were strong We allayed all doubt about facing fears We throttled the idea that fears would conquer We thought we were brave and victorious Then, we faced ultimate love with sacrifices We faced separation and incredible desires We felt again alive and triumphant That such a love existed and exultant We relished each drop and surrendered To the love without fear But fear created itself a wedge

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 140 By extinguishing the unconditional elements of love We felt elated then we felt deflated The love swooning us from one polar to another The cold surfaced as a protection Allowing the mind to take control Limiting all self desires I claimed, not withstanding Anything or anyone to forsake this gift Cruel as it may seem, the cold shift made possibilities real Improbabilities minimal Cold talk necessary to align all self denial Reeling words to succumb To relinquish all aspects of the love To incorporate the others resolution and rejection Tears and spontaneous beseeching Allotted the love the highest monumental trophy in my heart No shame did love feel to announce The decree so final , never to abdicate the position The honour and the destiny That Heaven joined The cold melted and pride of lovers truth surfaced The tears so prominent of the hero Made the heroine limited in her endeavour For all the best intentions To save what was almost crumbled by anothers jealous afflictions A torment that went unending and forever was attacking The love prevails and no such hurdles Would cause adversity To damage what started as pure and gifted By angels heralding a new beginning That a promise to never ending The tears from a soul

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 141 That would crush, shrivel and die That if this love would part and disappear So too, would the souls air and breath diminish The fear, the hurt, the pain Tormented me, as although I never cried so spontaneously Nor said the words to the same effect My soul did cry out the exact But for humane reasons the self would have released you, for the sake of others salvation Your golden heart emitted a light of love So strong and a bond too powerful Too real, I opened again the portal emotions But in control and knowing You in bravery and honesty, defended me from the start And till this point, still raise me up As your lifes end soulmate I am grateful, honoured,in awe The love we keep in safety We remember that if not for the angels who love us We would never have met nor enjoy What blessings this Pandora box opened up All the blessings and all the fears flew out all at once It jolted our beings It vibrated and spread as a wild fire You are me and I am you And what they see is a mirror of one another So, you who are half of me Parted by distance makes me feel A loss defined by separation that Siamese twins might feel I would never tell you to forsake others for me For that is how I truly love you I could never bear to encourage any happiness at anothers loss

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 142 The fears are real for all The balance we need to create The love that we emanate May it shine for others too As a beacon in this world I love with fondness and care From concern to motherly It shall not be from this voice Any sound self indulgence To keep this love for myself When I know it has to spread Although what I really want is a forge, a merger That will never ever more be disconnected I fear I havent the strength to bear that For you, Angel Hearer, are the air that I breathe Just the moon Tonight, the moon visited us As we sat and spoke My children and I Not unlike a moment in the past, when technology was not as it is We turned off all the artificial sounds We listened to each other's voices I dwelt on nature topics I dwelt on philosophy of life Little hearts and ears picked up the vibrations We felt a union of thoughts Embracing us was love Attention spent to hear And to digest Knowledge and wisdom Lest time, slips pass And the voice of the elder is gone

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 143 Then suddenly, as if knowing The moon, full and shiny Gazed down on us, through the window The beautiful glow against the dark, night sky Reminded us, as we turned off the lights That we we being graced by her presence That God was showing us His blessings For as our lights we turned off The lunar glow did not dim nor did a cloud Cover her As if the beam from her aura, poured through towards us Just for that moment in time. Dispute with Satan Dispute with Satan through the manifest strength of Allah, the Great and Almighty. Angel Hearer, listen Listen to the words that Your Lord commands For Satan has no hold over His slave As the Holy Quran has allowed A union between two souls That none has the right or power To demand the dissolve Let them try to resolve amongst themselves Their bad habits or worries But it should be known That what Heaven has ordained Beware who tries to dispute The words that we have accepted As a promise to each other That no one and nothing Should ever come between us This decree and promise Which we uphold

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 144 That has been sincerely witnessed And that angels and all the hosts Of gentle beings departed Make solemn prayers for us That we are under constant attack And verbal abuse they know That by the Name of Him Who holds my soul That they will be asked about what they do And on that day dear zaujah, Will be the day When all will understand About why this union was allowed and graced Fight the satan that makes these humans so weak The humans that have no will over his wiles They fall into his trap To be used as his tools To break up what is lawful If only they knew and could see his tricks They would be quiet and afraid They would use their faith To fight him They would not so easily be afflicted By the bad emotions he puts into their hearts That they then become blind and deaf to the words of The Almighty Ignorance is bliss Let us then who know better Remain strong in defense Strong in hearts Solid in upholding What our faith prescribes For the sake of love We are so fortunate and blessed Let them try to find all the mistakes to justify their mission

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 145 We still hold on to our vision That we shall pray and ask for protection From The One and Only For His sake, I love you, zaujah And stand by you Those who hurt the humble servants of Allah SWT Hurt Him, and the entire Universe will be Available to help the humble slaves Lets offer more sholat and shalawat Lets gain faith through difficulties For after that, as promised Will come ease, will come ease Let our ratib and wirid be our food of strength In this is my prayer for our happiness In this world and the next Daily supplication of a seeker YA ALLAH, YA RABB, Please give me the strength, permission and energy To do what I need for my dunya and akhirat For without You, I am nothing.~NurShufiya Zikir in my heart, Allah Hu Allah Permeates my entire being Protection, strength and energy Focusing my spiritual centers With zat Ilahi From whence I came A promise I made That I should never forget That I wholly exist From one world to the next Allah Allah Allah

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 146 A repetition of faith In The One and Only Illahi anta maksudi, wa ridhoka mattlubi aatinii Mahabbattaka wa Marifataka Fill my heart, my soul, my senses My Akhfa, my Kahfi, my life Cleanse my ruuh, my sirr , my qalb As the rains fill the empty craters of the Earth As the sun shines on each part of land and sea The void between ocean and surface The darkness, fill with nuur The Light of Muhammad becomes Synchronized with zikir ALLAH HU ALLAH Zikir ALLAH HU ALLAH Is the life force of all creation Zikir ALLAH HU ALLAH Makes a hard heart soft Zikir ALLAH HU ALLAH Stabilises like a harbour Zikir ALLAH HU ALLAH Makes the impossible become actual Zikir ALLAH HU ALLAH Hinders man from hell Zikir ALLAH HU ALLAH Is the song from Jannah Ya Hayyu, Ya Rahman Ya Allah , Ya Maniiu Ya Rabbal Alamiin May angels fill our trays with our pleadings And take it to the highest Heavens May the Owner of Arsy

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 147 For the sake of LOVE And the sake of His Beloved Make us His choice May He allocate the best For all mankind Who simply recite what Is light on the tongue But heavy on the scales That which gains His pleasure For when we love something or someone We always remember and and call their names When its time to die What would you do if one day You were told that you would Have to die soon? What would you do if you Were given a limited time? What would you do if you Were told when and how You would be taken? What would you do if You knew? What would you do if you Had to live your life the best you can, But with so many troubles ahead? What would you do if you had But one chance, to prove your life? Would you continue on your path of Darkness and denial? Would you take your second chance? What would you do When in your life everyone is against you When you believe in upholding what He wants

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 148 What would you do in your predicament When you discover, you would be taken, just once? He says he will be there waiting at the House of Allah He says a handsome man will come and say Its time. There will be so many angels waiting, he says He says I just need to shut my eyes And I shall return , body gone and soul He says it will be easy like before But then , you had to come back He says, it will not be till youve lived your life , and old That, you must continue in your task He says that all your children will be with you And will take you to the holy sacred burial place I know this place is meant for some chosen ones. Ya Rabb, I pray I make niat , that for all The insecurities and difficulties in this world That I shall face Fisabilillah, to spread the Light of Your zikir Nur Shufiya has vowed To face her trials With patience and doa As is for all that he says I shall want and pray for I hope that I will make it to that end In life that seems so unfair That I should be raised in His Eyes And that I shall make the suffering all worth while.

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Insane by longing and love ~ AB Smith , 12012012 I know that you miss My hand over your sleep Your life raises my love And you know I exist because of it Love has overpowered us Even before we mentioned a word My soul and yours are as one wing And our love bonds Completing our wings Leaving our fragile bodies You believe Love has brought you your love Your sadness and strength Makes love believe you And chose you as the princess In my hand forever kept Your heartbeat as you sleep Strengthens me To carve our names On every object Even in my insane brain Appreciate my irrationality Which takes you every where I go To save my life Before this body decays Swallowed deep into the earth And when you meet me With my life and love Without my full senses You leaning in your chair Observing and concerned

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 150 Why do your eyes tear? And your body tremble? Rindu & Cinta ,Cinta & Rindu Aku tahu kau merindukan Tanganku di atas tidurmu Cintaku di atas hidupmu Dan kau tahu Aku hidup di atas cintamu Cinta telah menguasai kita Bahkan sebelum kita Mampu mengucapkannya, Jiwaku dan jiwamu punya satu sayap Dan cinta kita yang menyatu Mengepakkan sepasang sayap kita Meninggalkan jasad yang rapuh Kau percaya Cintalah yang membawa kekasihmu Dan kesedihanmu dan kekuatanmu Membuat cinta mempercayaimu-Memilihmu jadi puterinya Di tanganku tersimpan abadi Detak jantung tidurmu Memberiku kekuatan Untuk menggoreskan nama kita Pada tiap benda Bahkan di atas otakku yang gila Bersyukurlah Pada ketidakwarasanku, Ia membawamu kemana aku pergi Untuk menyelamatkan hidupku Sebelum jasadku mengabu Ditelan bumi yang jauh Dan bila kau menemukanku

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 151 Bersama hidup dan cintaku Tapi tidak bersama warasku Kau duduk bersandar kursi Mengamati dan menjagaku-Mengapa matamu basah Dan tubuhmu berguncang? ~AB Smith ditulis bakr buat nur shufiya 12012012 Waiting Soul Soul separation from it's mass; annihilating to survive, the parting which hurts like a stabbing that penetrates so deep, the Universe cries. Soul breaks free from the form Travels to the safety of The light to encompass healing Soul roams alone, waiting For that moment to reunite with form To greet the form That soul misses That soul craves That soul has left behind Soul cleanses her wounds and despair In silence With jovial candor All see her But her facade is an imposter Soul maintains grace, decorum For the world But the Universe hears souls cries Hears souls voice in her silken repose

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 152 Dwelling within, there is no one Nothing but the surroundings of creation As days pass, time elapses Seems like a lifetime of emptiness A life time of waiting And still alone, left to wander Soul has known pain Soul has known sadness Soul has known despair Soul yearns for the wings that took her Soul yearns for her mates breath and scent In his form , that has gone And once, he returns Then surely will soul Fill the human void To rejoice and celebrate Life, beginning again For now, soul shall rest As the weary traveler Traversing the Universe Existence with you Dear Angel Hearer Dear Zaujah How much we are being tested This is a huge obstacle to leap over I guess we better slowly come over it I am sure that your prayers are being heard And I have faith in mine Six days seems like six hundred years Phones cut off No way to get through Our hearts still in touch I trust you and know what you feel

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 153 I asked your whereabouts She did not reply Till it may have dawned A manic craziness And finally I was told Of your sickness and without consciousness Admitted in a hospital, with restrictions against me No notifications All vile vindications To cause an upheaval and disturbance How can anyone have the nerve to lie About such a terrible thing? How does anybody feel rested? I am unimpressed by cruel tactics and lies These shall be held into account Noted as sin, one lie One intention To hurt on purpose Shameful act with no iman Shame on you for lying Is this how our dear Prophet taught us to behave? Is this how our blessed Fatimah behaved And please do not make any relationship Correlation,not by blood nor descent When you make a mockery of yourself Your idle foolishness And your lack of faith, love and confidence You pray you say And read you say But have you actually developed from all that praying? Please do not idolise your image by projecting mere words It is in your actions and heart That Allah does look Not at your bloodline or descent, whoever you may be

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 154 She that I mean, knows well They that I mean, know well Who they are A conglomerate of people, with a nasty intention To disobey Allahs laws and Disrespect our holy and venerable Prophets exemplary life So, dearest Angel Hearer, Allah sent you to this Earth Allah destined you to be mine And He will be the One, who will take you home When it is time May we walk in that garden we were shown Together, where none of these troubles shall we bear There, my zaujah, is where we came from and There will be our end return If you go first, do wait for me And if I precede you, I shall wait under the shade of our tree. This was our promise to each other Before we arrived, while we are here Before and now Always ~LorraineNur for Bakr Smith 19012012 Puisi Zaujah tersayang Haiii Jantong. Diriku dirimu,jiwaku jiwamu,jika engkau bercakap kata hatiku yang engkau ucapkan, dan jika engkau berkeinginan keinginanku yang engkau cetuskan. Manusia itu menderita ketika berada di dunia; derita mereka adalah sebesar keinginan mereka terhadap dunia. AH

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 155 Bukankah semua nikmat yang pernah kita terima anugerahNya sudah sangat dan terlalu banyak terasa dan terlalu sering terlalaikan dan terlalu rapuh keimanan dan terlalu rindu ku kan kembali padaMu, mustahil risau bila Pemusnah Galau slalu disebut dengan bibirmu yang kuncup dan kecupku malam itu di Gorontalo. Wahai sudilah kita kembangkan bunga pelangi berdaun kemangi beraroma pinus serta akasia sehangat senja di Mutiara . Kelihatan wajah sumringah senyummu seperti sekuruh alam menanti cahaya pagi ini tersisa saja darimu seorang Shufiya. Simpan rasa dalam sukmamu bahwa cinta kita berdua pasti ringankan rasa yang mendera huruhara iri jadi sirna. Maka kan kau saksikan Shufiya bahwa lengan fajar tak lagi akan pernah sampai mendekap erat mentari hingga beku embun di cokelat kelopak matamu. Sudikah berbagi dengan hamba yang merindu tak menentu? Ada kejora langit pertama malam miraj mata siapa berkedip biru kehijauan Shufiyaku zaujati luar biasa masih mukjizat langit tak pernah habis anugerah Ilahi padamu kekasih. Hanya tetes hujan, di telapak tangan,tak sederas air mata yang berlinang ketika datang kebahagiaan. Karena ketika ranting kering demikian rapuh, angin tak pernah merasa bersalah telah menggugurkan daun-daunnya, Iya Nur Shufiya, engkaulah kelabu, saat angin melambungkan hatiku begitu tinggi, engkau menaungiku, untuk tak lekas terjatuh. Cintakanlah cintamu padaku, duhai engkau,senyumkanlah senyummu padaku, bantulah aku menjadi aku, sebaikbaiknya aku. Didalam aku, jangan lukai dirimu, karena tak akan ada guna luka, jangan lukai aku, karena lukaku meluka jua di lukamu.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 156 Aku bukan gembala ramah,dalam dongengan, tapi tukang kayu, siapa yang denganmu berbagi bumi,angin dan duriduri pegunungan , akar bahar serta koral lautan Shufiya! Ditulis Bakr untuk Shufiya (AH) Bridging gaps Muhibbul Who am I, is not important What I say is in justification Who I become is the ultimate destination To His presence is my motivation If all I say makes you think And what I say may just sink The brain that is disturbed The heart that is perturbed The anger that has devoured This Shufiya has alerted And sincerely reminded For everything I have said Is not fragmented Nor is it contaminated It is with love and compassion My prayers and devotion I signal the reminders Hope that your thoughts ponders The quality from our faith Pure and chaste Is the only solution That we shall beget reformulation Perhaps, you shall gain Through all your pain The promised wisdom And the promised calm

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 157 Zaujah yang diem Diem di mulut Dia tidak menyebut Damai di hati Ayat yang di tunjuk Diem di mulut Tidak menyapa Aman dan damai Dengan mendoa Sesuai dengan cara Yang di anjurankan Hati mengisi Allah HU Allah Makannya sedikit Hatinya yang penuh Hikmah menurun Hidayah di embun Zaujah ku diem Hatimu tenteram Semoga segera akan Kita di ketemukan The bosom of mother My five babies In silence,head nodded No sound,just tears flowing A sniffle or two, to catch the breath My little boy, is wounded In his heart a thorn sticks As his hurt is dismantled And his eyes blurry No one there till mother appears She rescues with her love As she cradles and carries him

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 158 To her lap of love and hugs Soft whispers of affections Stifled in his cries His small voice and pitch low He says what bothers him And so upset is he, he throws up In agitation , into her palm ready to catch Not a slightest feel of disgust Just all love showering Onto him,her baby,her sweet child So strong and bold But when crushed, so pitiful and sweet This is the place of his recluse, Where he can just be who he is And with her who knows Just how to make it all better Mother and child, The bond is forever And on her breast,with her heartbeat so clear He remembers the moments of pure safety And warmth within her womb His first earthly home When life was simple And he was protected Mother and child Together and always For all time This is the most peaceful place on Earth In the bosom of mother ~Lorraine Nur for my children

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 159 Light workers~Indigoes Light Workers INDIGOES CRYSTALINES OCTARINES We are all helpers of the Universe Sharing LOVE, PEACE &LIGHT We serve humankind for the sake of Universal Love We serve wholly for the sake of the ONE Creator We are aided by Angels, they help & guide us We have pure intentions We have no animosity We love,laugh and cry with you We watch the world We pray for the world We create the ambience of balance,light,love & peace Light workers In this age of so many anti love In this age of too much discrimination In this age of so many disturbances In this age of too much self interest In this age of too many distorted words Light workers have evolved From the same as you To bring new energy To bring new awareness To help the evolution of destruction And curb the dissemination Of all human traits That hurt and abuse To heal the energy band Of Light that is the force of Love and peace

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 160 In the silence of your inner heart Hear the beats of the developing waves Crushing the blows of doctrines Unhealthy mind tampering Now, feel the new senses of love abounding Spreading over the Earth As light workers spread their wings Covering the sores of depression and oppression Help us, don't fight us We are here as healers As cherishers of your hearts We are here to abide in warmth caring We are here to allow love to seep inside the loneliness We work in pairs ,as twins But we are many all over All whispered by angels In praise and love of God In the Ultimate Light of the Universe All creation syncronise with our positivity Vibrating a new energy the world needs For a brighter and hopeful future We all can become one as light When we open the hearts and soften with love Remove all ego and negativity Profound love without conditions It knows not culture, background or race Love is the food of the soul That searches and finds heaped at the feet of the Master In all weakness, no strength but for what He gives Then you have all the power and strength To become what a soul in human form is Love,light and peace

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 161 Awaken,oh Soul! May we be blessed by honest loving Caring and concern From the depths of our hearts May we be blessed to have an inner peace to radiate Not shameful dreariness that disintegrates May we be well endowed with beauty from the heart Not by mere words but also acts May we always see through the fakeness of persona And we capture genuine moments of love May we be able to accept all that is pure Which is rich goodness in hearts Not spoil and ruin The fruits given in sincerity May we always shower helpful reminders That we ourselves have learnt to follow That in all attempts to live the best We shall always give our best That we lock up the beast inside the head That nags and whispers The polluted thoughts Aimed to maim and disparage May we be conscious to always be dignified Whether anyone says likeful things Or obscenities We always stay strong In substance,morals And aspire to maintain The cultured personality That is the real being The soul of grandeur Love from the Light Transpiring in the mould Of flesh,blood and bones

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 162 Were we not made for better And a higher purpose? Peringatan ghaib "Oh Allah , keep us in Your favour for Jannah,keep us away from Your wrath of Jahanam! For You are Peace! Oh Allah,Only for Your sake,The Greatest! Woe to them who fights the Distinct" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ALLAH HU ALLAH Amanah pakai Wangsit bukan Hati susah akan dapat Amalkan baik, diri dapat Asal baik diri kajian ALLAH HU ALLAH Adalah cinta wangi Di bagian jiwa di nanti hari ALLAH HU ALLAH Ini mantra kalangan ruhaniah Baik dari Bumi atau jiin ALLAH Subhana wa Ta'ala akan berikan Bahagia lama, Inshaallah Asal binusantara jalani Akhlak baik Hakikat semua akan terlihat Begitu juga jiin Islam Barakah buat bicara ini Cobaan lapang di dada Baca secara selama-lama Lama-lama lesu batin Amanah ini seluruh ingin

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 163 Allah Ta'ala kembali izin ~Channelled on 23 Feb 2012~ LorraineNur Surah 104:1 Kecelakaanlah bagi setiap pengumpat lagi pencela, Surah 68: 10-11 Dan janganlah kamu ikuti setiap orang yang banyak bersumpah lagi hina,yang banyak mencela, yang kian ke mari menghambur fitnah, A translation in English will be done soon. You ask about love You ask about love You ask if this love sent from heaven is real Are you in so much doubt and confusion That you need to ask me? You say if this is heaven's gift Then where is the love You say, this love I have If it is true, prove it I say, have you forgotten So easily you forget How the ways of the tests proven over time Was to mention you in everything I say, that this love, Began without doubts Became infested and corrupt By poison words of lies This love has been trashed to the ground Pulled to the ends of it's worth To struggle against all odds That it has not depleted But it has hidden away From heaven did it come

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 164 Showered with blessings Now, it is saved from total destruction In a safe place, where angels are Into the light This love cannot be compromised It cannot be traded It cannot be deleted How can you question it For now doubts enter The gates of your heart How stubborn the stains of revile Then, this is the case of love's insecurity Have you forgotten,love is free To come and leave Scarred and tortured Or glowing and nurtured It is your choice But ridicule it not Compromise it never For pitiful undignified reasons Of unrealistic purposes And denial That is not the place for this love I shall never be tempted to offer any less Nor shall I cheat this love as a treat For a short moment It is a jewel A brilliant treasure Trust it, cherish it

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 165 I am holding on I am holding on to you As the fresh air clings to mountains I am holding on to your love As the anchor in the harbour I am holding on to your vibrations The energy which recharges I am holding on to your soul To be the direction I am holding on to your personality The laughter so infectious I fly I am holding on to your character As the example I want to follow I am holding on to your words As light from heaven I am holding on to your breath When I resurface for air I am holding on to you As my model for improvement As you hold on to me For your everything God has given Inspiration of the noon Allah Allah Allah Yaa Hayyu Yaa Qayyum Birahmatika Yaa Hayyu Yaa Qayyum Astaghfirullah Yaa Hayyu Ya Qayyum Inna lillahi Yaa Hayyu Ya Qayyum fan suur na ala kaumil kaafirin Allah Allah Allah Hu

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 166 Ya Hayyu Yaa Qayyum Wa sholli ala Ahmad Ya Hayyu Yaa Qayyum Allah Allah Allah Lillahi Ilahi Yaa Rabbana Birahmatika Yaa Rasulallah sallamun alaih Astaghfirullah wa atubu ilaih Yaumil qiyamaah Ilahi Ilahi Ilahi Yaa Rabbana Ridhoka wa Jannah Astaghfirullah Ya Nabi, salallahu alaihi wa ali was saliim ~lorrainenur ( inspired) Life's struggles The sweetest ache is the longing for truth The loneliest pain is the suffering in silence The hardest wound is the stabbing of lies The profound bleeding is the lost of trust The hardest fall is the drop in iman The most rigorous climb is the struggle to improve The most painful moment is the look of despair The hardest challenge is to be firm in integrity The longest wait is to meet death The killing anguish is to have failed Istighfar Bismillahirrahmanirrahim Aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah,dengan rasa malu kepada Allah. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dengan kembali kepada Allah.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 167 aku mohon maaf kepada Allah seraya melarikan diri dari murka Allah kepada pengampunan Allah. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah seraya menyesali diri dan upaya untuk kembali. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari kebinasaan demi kebinasaan aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari tindakan berlebih lebihan. aku mohon ampunan Allah dari ketergelinciran ataupun keliru. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah agar dipisahkan dari dosa. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari tercemar oleh aibaib. aku mohon kepada Allah dari tidak hadirnya hati di dalam shalat. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari seluruh kelalaian dalam hal shalat dan zakat. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari putus asa dari rahmat Allah. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari merasa aman dari makar Allah aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari tidak menegakkan hak Allah dan hakmakhluk Allah. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari tidak bersungguh-sungguh berbakti kepada Allah.aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari sikap durhaka kepada ayah dan ibu. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari memutuskan silaturahmi. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari melakukan perbuatan dosa.aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari sikap suka kehormatan dan harta. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari hawa nafsu syahwat dan dongeng-dongengan. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari sikap memandang diri dengan pandangan kagum.aku mohon ampunan kepada

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 168 Allah dari sikap membentak orang yang meminta-minta dan menghardik anak yatim. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari sikap dusta dan hasud. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari sikap suka menggunjing dan menyulut fitnah. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari sikap riya' dan memuji diri. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari seluruh budi pekerti buruk. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari seluruh dosa-dosa hati dan tindakan, baik secara lisan,rasa,penciuman,pendengaran, penglihatan. jasadi,kemaluan,dada, kedua tangan, kedua kaki, dan baik itu berupa perasaan maupun maknawi. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari sikap mengikuti hawa nafsu, tidak bakti, ataupun cenderung kepada perhiasan duniawi. aku mohon ampunan kepada Allah dari seluruh hal-hal yang tidak disukai Allah, baik secara lahir maupun batin. semoga Shalawat dan salam terlimpah kepada junjungan kita Muhammad, keluarga, dan sahabat beliau. Hb Abu Bakr Smith My sweet child Oh my sweet child How I see your confusion How I feel your pain That there is no doubt You have a heart of gold That there is no doubt You have blessings from the start Oh my sweet child How forlorn is your weeping That agonises me For you have nobody to safeguard you From the surroundings of antagonism You feel so alone

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 169 You fall in a heap of disarray Then suddenly become a mantle of hardness Then crumbling again Throught his process I hope my moral support Though no hugs will you accept Will keep you strong through my spirit and prayers Because I love you more than I do, myself The heart wrenching cries stabs me I cannot fathom, when did I lose you Seems only yesterday That you were a babe in my arms That I could silently and lovingly cuddle Kiss all the pain away The path now you walk, seems full of thorns I can but only try to ease the steps When I lay my hands below your bare feet You are my sweet child, forever Golden angel Eleven years ago On a most auspicious day I delivered a beautiful child A child from the Grace of God A little baby girl With the most beautiful eyes A gorgeous smile Today, she is as priceless as the rarest diamond She exceeds herself by far In her compassionate nature Her empathic ways She loves from her heart She is an angel here on Earth So helpful and willing

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 170 To give of herself Even to the ones who seem to hurt or misunderstand her She is always with a big heart In her moments of teary loneliness Sometimes desolate and sad She quickly smiles after a hug and joke Ready,willing to serve again Always making sure that everyone is happy Never liking badness She gives her best for all I am indeed so proud of Ruhani Alisha The soul of peace and love The nature and tenacity of a fighter The aura of an angel My golden princess, one of two The youngest, of my girls Compliments her older sister Although so opposite in looks So bonded by hearts and soul She looks on and organises Is helpful to all Her kindness excels without any demands I love her ability to draw the best from others With less Her empathy persona is striking The middle child of five Determined to make this world a better place I love you Hani, Keep the spirit of giving strong The faith of God Will be your blessing and guide Long after this soul is rested This will be one of my legacies I leave behind with ultimate pride

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 171 A vision of illusion Dawn,a coming from a spring to autumn Dusk, a coming from winter to solace Times we are accorded To fill with love Serenity,bliss,peace A wondrous moment of be able to gather thoughts Sequential meeting of the heart In a low dimmed room As music twinkling soft, As drizzle As essence of scent beautifies the surroundings It takes me to a personal space of me I know this is where I belong And I gather those that mean the world to me Into this peaceful environment No jarring lights and sounds Just soft, suppleness Cradling you, immersing loves worth In a cream lined puff, as sweet as the hold of love I emerge,as a queen might from a milk bath Dewed on skin I melt into a cotton robe I slide away through the hallways Of incensed filled rooms I am the mirage of eternal peace and harmony I am the fragrance of love and life I am the adornment of elegance in poetry I shall quell your thirst for loves delight As I mesmerise you in the cradle of warmth I am yours as in dreams

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 172 Match Of Heavens Grace When a destiny is decreed When two souls have reunited When the emblazoned hearts are forged When two breaths become one When two heartbeats synchronise When every gesture is a gift of love When eyes see the best in each other When every inch of being is resonating energy This is a gift that God grants When one perseveres In pain and joy When crying together in an embrace is a prayer A comfort of souls In throbs of pain the hearts mix Each feeling one another That unison is a Heaven match None can compare The past remains as is The future is engraved by two Facing together Till eternity THE MYSTIC CALL May all the stars in the night sky,the moon hanging as a golden globe,the sun's rays,shine graciously on you,may you walk in Allah's love. May your hearts' desires be fulfilled,may your dreams become true,may you bath in health,abundant in wealth& your smile and love shine on. May the love you seek cross your path,may the peace you yearn for arise,may the strength of faith guide you,may eternal bliss be yours.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 173 I see with my heart,my eyes are closed,I feel with my energy,with my eyes closed.The eyes that open are blind to how wonderful You truly are I am but a spectre,around Your eternal Greatness,my Lord,I am humbled by the thought of Your Greatness.I am at the foot of Your Chair. Lift me up,carry me on,I hobble on this path of confusion,I am crying through the darkened skies,appealing to You,sustain me!Sustain me! Hear my cry,hear my call,free me from all this,this world and all the imposters,who say they love You,but they don't,they go on as monsters We are spirits in human form,as energy within the skin of soul,within the cage of body!Take me back to where I belong,by Your side, safe! I am here alone,Lord,leave me not!Your power expands through all,hear the cries of a small and weary heart!I Call out,till I can ,no more. When the Lord allows pain to steep,the soul is freed from the dunya,the soul begins to search,for the true meaning of life. Lord,where is the my in You?You are for all, I am for You, let me be Yours,to guide me back to You,for without You,I feel I am nothing. Shufiya-ya Rabb,the word of one who loves You,one in Your Presence,body,mind and soul,whom You put on this Earth,to keep remembering You. I want to go back and rest this weary body and mind,giving up on trying to analyse what this life means,just trying to live what's left. Broken Heart Chakra Broken roof,broken key Broken promises, broken words

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 174 Hidden messages, hidden hurt Underlying hidden fears Insecurity pains ,suffering sickness Small boy small fears Big boy big fears Small boy small tears Big boy big tears Broken roof broken tears Torn heart fake mask Masked fear no courage More sickness more sadness Broken cupboard of old memories Hidden pain hidden secrets Rearranged pictures broken memories Making hurt making pain Broken heart chakra Broken man broken boy Hidden fears of childhood Love is the cure and love is the need The attention deficit Face the fears heal the wounds Cut the negative cords and heal Blue light to shine in and Nuur within One man erratic , static More good men, through women salvage. A small token of appreciation What a love when you are with me What a joy I feel What pains sometimes I feel In knowing what you don't say This twin flame theory I read about before, has some existence in our story If only I could show you in more than mere words

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 175 We share so many common interests You make me laugh so much My heart feels so light and yet at times so heavy The burdens you feel I cannot relieve And although you say I am enough for you I feel this cannot possibly be true For if I am enough Then, I would never make you cry Nor what I say , hurt If I am to make you happy For me, that is to see That peace is all you need Something I cannot make for you I love the life and light we share I cherish the moments we spend together In prayer, we find a specialness Two souls praying for all that is good When you see things in all colours and beauty Your face lights up and your eyes shine Yet, when a gloom cloud hovers, This makes us feel so tense And the best part about it all, Are the little secret written messages you write On the bathroom glass, in a special moment My angel makes me see That how much you love me No matter what and till forever, you profess this statement as truth Dear Angel Hearer We have made a promise, I know This promise from before we came here That I came first and you next You said you would always be my protector

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 176 I do believe this is true Because in your heart you have engraved this name And in mine, yours So, let whatever has passed be forgiven For no two human souls ever achieve perfection Without overcoming imperfections Remain your self in all you do Your glow is the real you You are part of me One , unity One spirit, two bodies. My plea to thee AH Youve come into my world to join a mission But you cant succeed without a vision You must be able to control your situation Get a grip on your condition A healthy heart is whats needed To recompose and be greeted The aim of it is to maintain A balance within and the terrain I metamorphosise whenever I am heeded To become the soul that can be treated With all justice in a world imperfect We have to create a logical circuit A network of workers to fill the orbs That penitence has all but forgot Angel Hearer this is your call To have it not or have it all Not to forsake the others before But to enable the others who are more In need of sustenance by your love The prayers you offer to the One above Yet, my sweetest creature of my Lord

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 177 You cannot abound in deep despair because of the hoard You need to become ultimately so strong To take the bull by the horns That is the only way to be Together with me for eternity If not, my love we shall have to part Until the day you start to make things smart By allowing the destiny to reveal The only one in charge is the Seal So, because of his nuur we are all here To become the kalifas dear In order to do so we need to build The iman and yaqin that is real Together or apart in physical The souls involved are radical They know no loss to the wicked demands Nor the tricks of the syaitan Become the strength to infiltrate The brain that disintegrates And offer solace to the wandering souls That come desolate in trouble and woes Your prayers are fruitful to save this world With the imminent dangers ready to unfold Get up, wake up Let the mighty Light guide His Perfection is the ultimate Right So that when return to His Presence one day We may say in all humility and gratification Our journeys end is this glorious unification MISCONCEPTION Sometimes, I have to do What you cannot do

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 178 So, you can continue to do What you must do And even at the time You may not know Why some things go How they go Today you feel the benefits Of the sufferings now a long time ago So give thanks And look after the pride you have In your family And what love you feel Leave it as a peace and quiet Till the end of your journey ~LorraineNur THE STORY OF THE EMPATH The story of the empath Is a sad one The empath feels everyones pain and suffering Has done so since as a child The story of the empath is the story of a giver A Struggler of circumstances A peace maker A lover never a fighter The story of the empath, unfortunately no one really bothers As much as the empath bothers for everyone else This story has a empath feeling content with pain Thank goodness,the empath is prepared to take on challenges Cure negativity Some what a vacuum, that sweeps and cleans Then redecorates

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 179 When you meet an empath, make sure you remember To say a kind word, perhaps give a healing hug For God knows the empath needs it On this weather beaten road ~LorraineNur LORD, FORGIVE ME Rabbi firli, so overwhelming for me Ya Rabb Thank you for showing me clear guidance As You teach me as no other can As You guide me as no other can As You reveal to me as no other can I love You more and more I feel Your Presence and Existence As You tell me through my daily life As You forgive me Cleanse me Protect me As You test me and the knowledge You sent Help me I hear and I obey The seeker is finding her way Rabbi firli, forgive me and my inadequacies For in this life there is no other I worship and adore You have answered my calls You have given me direction In all despair You are there In the quiet of the night You send me the guidance The angels And the knowledge The awareness

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 180 That You are seeing me Listening to me You speak to me through many ways Rabbi firli, Lord forgive me This soul on the journey back Let me come back to You And sit at the foot of Your Chair Suffice for me, just to be there I burn the incense to welcome the angels of knowledge Lord, please bestow upon me This wealth in abundance For then no more will I make mistakes That will hurt myself and others With Your guidance I shall become A seeker forever, till they rest my weary body into the Earth ~lorrainenur

Thursday, 19 July 2012

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 181 Shahrul Ramadan, Marhaban Yaa Ramadan I feel the golden month descend I feel the longing for You I feel the glorious sensation That the holy month of Ramadan brings I see the visions of my life past I see them passing through veils of moments I see how You care and love me Oh longing to be closer Samina wa taatna Yaa Rabb Yaa Rabb, how I long to be closer Yaa Rabb You shine through all the lands Bringing in the holy month of Ramadan Ahlan wa sahlan Yaa Ramadan The month full of love and angels Yaa Rabb, marhaban ya Ramadan The month full of gracious blessings Full of forgiveness Full of Mercy Yaa Rabb, accept our solitude devotions Accept our devotions in groups and communes Yaa Rabb, we implore Your Mercy,Your Forgivess and Your Blessings Bestow upon us the love from Your Heights Bestow blessings as much as the seas upon our beloved Rasulallah , Peace and blessings of Allah be upon him, his family and companions Bestow upon your beloved, as much as the stars in the skies, The nuur from Your Light Yaa Rabb, send our love,as much as the Universe never ends, to our distinguished and most beloved

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 182 Muhammad ibni Abdillah Sallallahu alaihi wa alihi wa salam For without his dedication and love for You We will not have the importance of the month of Ramadan Fulfill our prayers to be closer to our Rasul of these times Allow us his shafaat at his fountain And raise his status to the highest ranks For we love him as much as we know he loves us all. Allah humma solli ala sayyidina Muhammad Wa ala alihi wa shohbihi wa sallim. Yaa Allah Yaa Rabbal aelamiin. ~lorrainenur Heroes & heroines At the end of the day When all has passed I look into the eyes of my beloveds All that matters In my heart Is the happiness after At the end of the day When all has passed What has life been all about That to view a glimpse of what may be It is the ultimate joy That your lives will fulfil The care and concern That as a forged united front Protected and strong Firm and faithful To lifes decree To uphold a faith Of the One God To be free from tyranny and oppression

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 183 To live as free spirits To discover and share This is my prayer That my beloveds will endure Till time passes And then, you shall be individuals Grown up with lifes purpose A clear vision Full of understanding and wisdom After all lifes destiny Will create heroes and heroines ~lorrainenur Al Quran, a healing balm May the peace and blessings of Allah be upon the ummat Read Al Quran, to fortify Read the Truth and verify Read the knowledge and rely On the examples given to establish serenity In the heart and soul Al Quran is the balm The Source of deen When one is in trouble with sorrow within Al Quran speaks to each heart In whispers and clarity The Divine voice expounds through The person of Muhammad, salallahu alaihi wa alih wa sallim The momentous verses signify changes On a personal or global level It is the remedy of todays many ailments Generously given with no fee requested Only your time is what is invested Take the moment of Ramadan Kareem

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 184 To explore the nectar and cream Of the Universal Love to humankind Al Quran Nur Kareem Blessed Jibril did bring To a man in a lone cave stricken with worry About the future of this generation He accepted the beckoning of Prophethood Just and truthful he went through his hardships So, we today can claim the faith Of mukminin and mukminat Healthy in soul and spirit When we come closer to the One who holds all souls In dreary times we are facing We have been shackled by the world of forgetfulness We have mountains of needs we claim we can handle But to really prosper we must wear the mantle Cloaked with faith and trust to the Almighty The One with no end The One with no beginning The One we supplicate to Prostrate to The One Light Hear, follow, obey Success is guaranteed The beloved went through trials Who are we to be free from the bondage Troubles lie everywhere But the promise of ease is not a lie Step up to the doors of repentance Sincerely acknowledge our weaknesses and wrongs The Forgiver awaits with open arms Always ready to heal and calm Read Al Quran as a mighty energy refill Only this will help us from all ills.

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 185 ~LorraineNur Trials Head hurt Heart hurt Stabbed Silence Waiting for unknown speech Waiting and feeling Miserable Pain Hurt , stabbed Fling Want to just go Anywhere, no pain No hurt No stabs Choking No air Cant breathe Disturbed Suffocating Negative dispense Hurt Heart Stabbed Memories Remembering Negative Useless Hurt Heart Stabbed Wounded

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 186 Unhealed Pretence Suffocates Soul leaves Tears free Spirit flies No hurt No pain No stabs Healed heart ~lorrainenur The bleeding heart of sorrow Hey bleeding heart Some spots keep tearing down Now is not the time for self pity Hey sorrowful soul The air in the bubble of the heart Is depleting Stop allowing the ego to control your thoughts Hey seeker to the Truth Your Lord is a concerned Lord He is an Observant Lord He knows what is deep within the recesses of the Domain of what one calls heart Seeker, believe and you shall never hurt Throw ego She is a rampant fire Throw attitude it is a barrier to the joy Hey terror of the mind Stop the nasty whisperings Which torment hearts Hearts that have liquid not rock Hey stoic heart, render infallible

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 187 Not by mere words But by a staunch faith A care that is nurtured In sincerity True kindness And no animosity For the present is not tomorrows future The now, is to be faced And with a positivity, because Through all the signals And signs shown And proven We know better, that words cannot harm Thoughts do Face them, heal Cover them, rot. Every intention which precedes a good Should have good results And benefits So, bleeding heart Strengthen up, There is no place for self made woes Be truthful, And all will be well. ~lorrainenur Life of a soul As an entity, we are light. ~lorrainenur I know there is a Day of Reckoning I know it in my mind I know it in my heart I know that this life has a balance I know that in this life we must be patient

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 188 I know that on that Day Will be the Recompense So, because I know I tread this journey with unconcern for the worldly goals I look to become a better soul I see around me so much greed I see around me so much hurt I see around me so much injustice and vengeance I see that many have revenge and This all blocks the heart and soul It blocks out the positive energy It makes the soul sick I feel sadness at this sight I feel helpless to those with this plight They cant seem to move forward nor progress as souls They are oblivious to the Divine Thus, I fear for my soul Which has been through such strife Been through such failure Been through the rising from turbulence And now is on the path of peace I feel each step a trepidation That I shelter myself from mistakes Never to be made again Because I know there is a Judgement Day I know there is what is called death I know there is fear in the loneliness of that I know that all said to be true of the unseen That each day I ponder Over when this event takes place for this soul It will be rightly guided to the Light And there it must remain. ~lorrainenur

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 189 Unchain from your oppression Free your spirit , to free the mind Open the doors and invite the Divine Scepticism is an enemy For a soul to progress It needs to swim Let the energy flow From within and escape the pores To refine reality To release the chains of confinement The inner prison of the heart Acceptance and love Clarity and light These attributes must be built To enhance the energy that synergises With nature and all around Be the magnet towards positivity Unleash all negativity that dwells Take constructive personal advice Reaffirm your status to yourself To become who you really want to be ~LorraineNur Be the wind Watch,see,listen They say Silence observation As watching a movie 468, For is a number reference Or a symbol or a quick say For sick aid Or four six aids? Messages come as indirect thoughts and symbols It mentions now

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 190 To aid,help for a matter or issue the purpose is left to the individual The mission is what is the intention The vision comes as a picture of hope There is always clear guidance when a soul is open to suggestions There is always a lighter side to everything heaviness and fear offsets blockages Creating imbalance Leading to malaise If only, real freedom could be obtained From realising as souls we are bound to the physical body Yet we are still powerful enough to release and fly This takes surrender,acceptance,love and courage Firstly, face the fears, then you will know That nothing wants to hurt you That you hurt yourself The injuries come from the fear Having said that, silence is recommended See,look,watch Speak less Let it flow Waft through life Like a feather drifting in the wind Be determined in direction like the winds that blow Gentle but directional ~LorraineNur

Clouds Walking in the clouds On cloud nine

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 191 Off with the fairies I love clouds They give a great sense of freedom Capturing the freshness of life Clouds uplift They scatter as cotton and change They give glimpses and pictures Like sharing stories Of days past Look into the sky Observe the lessons Can you feel? Can you touch? Clouds have been friends to many And as they waft through our skies They bring goodness As a child I would watch them They still mesmerise me as a woman I look and see beauty in them Dont they adorn our world? ~lorrainenur Salute A salute to a new beginning To prosperity and health Salute to a new era A unity from the past in the present Fortunate am I To have been selected As one of a few distinct individuals To collaborate and take care of What is a responsibility of the soul family I am grateful to all the souls who have spoken I am grateful for their prayers and guidance

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 192 I am nothing but a tool in His realm On this Earth I am motivated by His instructions And I am inspired by His permission I am the voice for the others I am the transmission of their advice and prayers I am their frequency to the physical realm From where they speak Honoured am I by this choice I am invigorated through the experience And more aware I am fearless of consequences As I know my Lord has left me in good company Of elders and the motivator Of the younger I am here for now in this form in submission May His guidance sustain me for any vocations In the future ~lorrainenur The Palu Experience Infected world Infected world The seeds of infection Cradled in imbalance The death stench pervades this Earth The seeds of defection From faith to none Leaves the unbalmed in throes Life unbalanced and agitated Faith ill and compromised People of the Earth beware Your fallen caste The fallen are taking over

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 193 The allies are many in this evil wickedness The infection comes from one land And now has moved on to the main The aim so sharp Listen that the devices are all in place The takeover is being enacted The play is clear The disease is spread The centre for all lies right in the middle The core center is recovered The old puppet is still ploy But the mastermind is croaching In waiting to pounce Making trails of wars Of pain and sinister plans Do not shut your eye to this hatred This reality that spans many lands and seas It is real Remembering that it exists Do not accept these wars and conflicts as normal As part of the way the world is Fight it off Oppose tyranny Oppose oppression The least have compassion for fellowman In the midst of all this Listen, the one eyed blasphemous one He is real And all this goings on we see Is part of his master plan To see thr ruination of our kind Go against the laws of our Creator

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 194 Allah sees all and is not one eyed To Allah is our return And Allah is our only Helper Against the evil that is rampant now Al Qur'an has been clear to indicate The hadiths have been clear to explain Accept thatnIslam is the last and final Path to salvation Read Al Qur'an and understand Then you will see what I remind is truth Oh Allah save the ummat of Muhammad Salallahu alaih wa alih wa salam ~lorrainenur@2012 The sad month The tears flow as the pain increases The sadness a spear thrusted inside Ya Rabb, this sadness towards the plight of humanity This sadness towards the events to be unfolded It must be we go through this difficulty To return to You It must be we must suffer at the hands of enemies within humanity Ya Rabb, the sadness for this nation A weeping A cry towards Your Throne Hanging on the edge To plea on behalf Of all the ones suffering with no visible end We wait for the promised one To come at the time of oppression and injustice This is the case now, yet he is not here Must we then go through more horrid wickedness?

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 195 Ya Rabb, be Merciful to the victims Ya Rabb, in my supplication I hold the sword That banishes all the enemies from the lands Causing destruction and evil intentions Let this plea reach the top May it be heard throughout This month of sadness also for the longing The longing to be back home And this month in sadness just knowing Our beloved was stricken with illness Not long later would be taken from the Earth Ya Rabb, listen to the call of hope Ya Rabb only by Your permission we shall have freedom ~lorrainenur@2013

Night travels In the darkness, quiet night Then sudden heavy breaths, in strife Mumbling and grunting What an uneasiness I look to make some access To calm you To no avail, You toss and turn Still mumbling words incoherently Seems you may be disturbed Then I see an eerie white full figure Of a man who asks me What do I want I feel uneasy about his appearance Was he shielded in a white robe

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 196 Or white sheet But not so welcoming I think you may have entered the realm of the floating souls Who tried to beckon you in sleep You were unawares, and you ran off Into a wooden house with steps In the rain, in the dark You entered an outer bath area And showered, with rain water running from A wooden pipe A quaint scene Still confusing to me A glimpse of old and new, as you handed me an android Almost forcing me to look at the shiny screen A glare in the darkness I still feel uneasy I wonder, where did you travel to last night? lorrainenur@2013

Dont say noone told you! I am watching you. Everyone knows, or chooses not to know, some join in willingly, others serve to warn, some just blas, and most just don't care... everyone wants a happy world, yet definitely it ends, whereby they forget about the true happy world, in which is here they need to strive, the fake happy world created amidst wars and injustices,

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 197 using media to take the reality away, and create a false reality by making all forget that this world is temporal, the temple and stage for the recruiter, so some follow aimlessly, others for a vocation, whilst others fight it off through true religious observances, watching good morals and keeping to the faith, designed to produce healthy souls and energised spirits. Yet, how can people claim, this evil does not exist? when it is clear that it does, the plan is clear and most have no fear. So sad, and devastating for humankind, that rejects true and clear warnings, succumbing instead to played ego, to create a fake life and world through temporary happiness ... think,follow,obey...conditioned by music and images , subliminal messages...a joke and tricks..no choice. In the end, you have no strength to fight back, ward it off, you become confused, attack the good and defend what is bad, that keeps you doing what is destructive to your soul and keeps you getting drowned in the intricate lies and false realities. Your brain is contaminated and you follow whatever it tells you to, No Choice, No Faith, No strength That is the plan of the one eyed blind ~lorrainenur@2013

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 198 Believing in love I always wondered about love When as a teen I would dream I would try to visualise the feelings I would try to visualise the face I would dream through songs Or watching romances I would imagine a romance A love with a gallant hero A romantic love Who would be good and nice Whose kisses would never end Whose warmth and hugs never ending We would hardly argue We would compliment one another We would be two bodies , one soul He would be there for me He would cherish me Adore me Love me I always dreamt and wondered About love, I always wondered if true love exists I realise that all love Have different levels That as one passes and another comes We take the best of what we receive And with every receiving and giving We raise ourselves up the ladder We raise our resonance We raise our frequencies We find the love poets write about Movies depict

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 199 Romance stories describe We need to believe In Love And Love will believe in us ~lorrainenur@2013 I am non existent Nobility is three traits: being generous although you have little to give, tolerating without being humiliated, and abstaining from asking for favors. When you cherish someone you should cherish him moderately for he may be your enemy someday, and when you hate someone you should hate him moderately for he may be your friend someday. ~Imam Ali kw I have pain the size of the entire Universe To which now I drown myself in I surpass all the levels that heightens this pain And now I feel nothing I am nothing compared to this vast void of black darkness No shadows fall where I sit In total surrender now I bear my soul To You, my Lord Nothing will save me nor them No power have I over these blacken souls Who diminish my existence By a swat and flicker I am non-existent The way I was before I came onto this Earth I am prepared to return Non existent As I was created merely to serve You

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 200 Now, I have been trashed and flung On this very domain You put me in And I have noone and no where else to return So too, them who rag my existence To ashes before The earthly figure has been buried This soul is tired on the path I seek to be collected towards my goodness To those who strive to attack and bury me alive You, shall handle all these matters I shall wait till Qiyaamah I shall hope for shafaat And justice To all you souls, condemning and wicked We shall wait and we shall know One day, who was right and wrong On the face of this Earth ~lorrainenur@2013 Refreshing life To you I am as dead I will not miss you To me its as if you never came I have felt as the dead , walking I have felt the stabs of death You have not But you will For now in total release its As if I start again I start afresh I throw the rubbish out to sea I start from the beginning again I open a fresh page Your troubles and tests

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 201 Are just beginning As mine is now ending From this chapter in my life I will face other difficulties but those will be different The longing and yearning will pass As years pass, and the trials you go through Will eventually prove a big lesson for all As I move forward I am waiting for death To find me and That is a destiny we shall all face You have made the difficulties Which I chose to face in my life But you forgot that the choices are mine The pain which will be caused You face now, alone To realise that the pain you caused was unbearable So I have to walk away Alone and with noone I will forget I will not dwell on the things I have no control over And damned if I let you control me through it And damned will I be to allow that pain to seep I shall walk away quietly And forget about all that ever existed It is now just me I am unburdened by the past lorrainenur@2013

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A voice from the past

Assalamu alaikum warahmahtullahi wa barakatuhu, Laailaa ha ilallah MuhammadaRasulallah, Allahumma solli ala sayyidina Muhammad wa ala ali wa shoh bihi wassalim I come from a land far away A land from which I see A land called Dame, a far place From there we dwelled amongst the nation of old I am near the land of Hijaz, a holy place it is I am guardian of this ring I have sent to you This ring is reminder from time passed Of the people from the land Who worked hard and endlessly A people that were faithful

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 203 To the One Lord To the last Prophet On it says Laa ilaa ha ilallah This time, when life was full of difficulties And turmoil Faith was their strength So, this ring represents A reminder to the people of present times Of the critical situation for both believers and non-believers And many people lost their lives During the times of the Abbasids For a long time this ring has been hidden Over a thousand years And I am older than this ring In my time, I saw the troops of Dawud and served Solomon May Allahs grace and mercy be upon them Until the time of the Seal of all prophets Muhammad, salallahu alaih wa alih wa shohbihi wassalim The next guardian is my son, he is young but is of faith The family of Kadir,Dame will guard Whoever is the rightful owner We will be faithful guardians of them and all He is as young as this ring itself When this ring was made it was a time of strife for the ummat Eli Kalam de ..written with high respect Our salutations on you from all the unseen from the time of Prophet Solomon.~lorrainenur@2013

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 204 The questions of the soul

Death: a thing we fear, and we try to forget it exists. Death; we shall all have to go through it, face it and move on... Death, be gentle, who says it doesn't hurt to have to be forcefully dragged out, as energy form from the physical form,

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 205 Death, it seems it feels like when your finger nails are pulled out. Try separating water and flour that has been mixed, that is how difficult it is, for the soul to be extracted. But Death, has no mercy and seeks us all... then to where shall Death take us? What are we here for on this earth? Just to breathe, live and die? Why were we born, to breathe,live and die? To be alive and then, still? To what aim were we created? To where are we supposed to head? To what purpose do we exist? Are our hearts beating only to pump the flow of blood, to breathe, live and then...die? What is it all for? From where did you emerge, before you were a seedling? From what existence were you? Do you remember the time before this? Did you know that you would be here, now? Was there a preparation for your coming? Did you bring anything with you? Then, to where will you go, after you see that most around you lie still. When their lifeless forms laid, did they struggle to take anything? Did they prepare for being in such a state? And before that, did they say,goodbye? ~lorrainenur@2013

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 206

Sadness So many sad news today Too many sad news everyday Some mentioned on the news Most just aren't It fits a propaganda conspiracy To propagate hate and war Mankind, is limitless when it comes to hatred A greed based desire Flamed by a narsisistic mental condition The need to control Mankind feeds the flames and fan the coals Of man's base animalistic desires Man's wants and needs Ever forgetful of life's temporal state Ever forgetful of being grateful Those that will remain stoic and patient in these difficult times Those that will continue to abide by prayers Those that understand that evil are the ways that man chooses now These will be the ones that are chosen To be winners on a day that nobody knows When it will happen or what time But know this fact, it is not too far away As our beloved Messenger did say It is not far, the distance between the space Of his second and third fingers So many sadness around

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 207 So many victims abound May we all take refuge in patience Take refuge in tolerance And pray that justice and equality will arrive soon Take refuge in repentance that forgiveness doors are still open There remains time for those that want to become better Soon, nature shall strike and where should we head? To Whom then do we ask from?

~lorrainenurshufiya2013

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Bismillah

Bismillah Bismillah HiRahman Bismillah HiRahmani Rahiim These words are suffice, begins with the best of words Your Mercy we need Sufficient are You for me My solitude is for You In my mind, a reunion I miss This world is not part of the basmalah I need

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 209 Just craving for Your Help Is what I desire Bismillah I rise Bismillah I sit Bismillah I cry Bismillah I sleep And I awake, yet still in this dunya Apart from You Ya Rabb, I am in strife without Your pleasure I am drowning without Your attention Bismillah I call out For without the ba mim lam , Where shall I be? So, You hearken me towards the well of Your knowledge As drops of it falls on my head In my silence, my inner most being Subjects to humility Awaiting, Your destiny for me Your answer for me In my past You showed me wisdom From my faults, The events which keep repeating Over and over again As if to keep me rooted for the extent That I must pass each level To qualify for the next lessons Bismillah, Ya Rabb, I rise Bismillah, I watch Bismillah, I hear Bismillah, I send it back to You For never will I be If not for You

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 210 Bismillah Bismillah Hir RahmaniRahiim. ~lorrainenurshufiya2013 Posted 30th April by Lorraine Nur

Life's crisis Disparage. Disregarded. Under estimated. Of little value. Really an awful predicament Think well Be positive,echoes, Like unseen gusts of disturbing winds Rustling dust here and there Underlying is a tension To speak of there's no unison There's no one voice There is no parallel We're off now in different directions I am in constant awareness not to drop from my pedestal So, I have stood on a stool Poised to see , just enough I don't need an audience But I shall convey the messages I have taken a back seat I have kept in the shadow To shine inwards is better

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 211 This seeker needs just one light In the darkness of disparage thoughts Can you see anything at all? We cannot say we love when we do not do enough And we have no sense of pride because we don't give enough We have little sense of respect left because we are too conceited We have dwindled like the candle's light Because we have been careless Where are we heading with thoughts of unrest Dialect differs and actions contra Where are we as souls heading This is a dogmatic system We must break And be the real system Which allows us to wake up Realise Appreciate Accept Humanity is deformed We are supposed to transform. ~lorrainenurshufiya2013

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Posted 2nd May by Lorraine Nur

Console Consolation of my soul In my time of wordlessness In my personifying Your Graciousness In my expounding Your Truthfulness In my endless silence of hopefulness In my times of dire tiredness In my endless endeavours to assist In the Bounties of Your Knowledge bestowed How can I word the phrases of understanding

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 213 When You are the Master of everything So, with deep reflection of silent commiseration I observe a sullen reclamation That my deeds may only beheld by Your Generosity To endow me with such I cannot interpret into words Other than that which You allow me to speak Thereby, hearts guided by the Same may understand without words. lorrainenurshufiya2013

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Endowments May we be endowed with plesantness of personality May we be blessed with patience May we be smiling in times of afflictions And or adversities

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 215 May our demeanour also be in the form of the loved ones May we learn from their examples and characteristics May we be aware that we have limited capacities, Unless willed by Him To have further abilities, in our struggles May we forsake depression and thoughts of negative impact May we refrain from asking too much Speaking too much In vain discourses May we continuously remember , that in silence is wisdom May we never be dependent on others For the state of our inner self For, from within we remember And outwardly, we shall shine When we are faced with banter and pride May we reduce ourselves to humbleness May we be afforded humility May we always know, when to refrain from being humiliated By avoiding circumstances or people That will endeavour, To always be right. May we act in responsibility towards ourselves To stay away from what hurts us And remember the better choices To remain in full dignity in His eyes only. Nothing else matters As long as we keep within His simple guidelines Do our best And remember, To absolve our incapacities,

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 216 And remain repentant To come back to Him In a state that He is happy with us. Many will have opinions and criticisms But if your qalb is filled with Him Suffice is He for us. lorrainenurshufiya 2013

Posted 23rd May by Lorraine Nur Redemption In thought for many months have I been In observing a less than ideal situation In contracdiction to my own conscious effort to be grateful and happy Seeing the difficulties arising from such a thing

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 217 At the point in time, when a blessing was bestowed Not knowing be it temporal or forever One important aspect emerged Were the lessons imparted and knowledge increased In time, as situations and circumstance change I see a need for my focus to be redirected A clause for painful decision In which my own happiness I surrender To fulfill the future and their blessings Last night some words in approval were spoken And tonight, a full contracdiction in words A form of curse for misleading or sacrificing A partnership, for the sake of five happiness And a good future, which Is the Will of God At least, in the end when asked, I can say, with lowered ego I sent a plea Nothing has been finalised Prior already full of surprises A sadness, a separation and a weakness Where when all is said, nothing is done According to what is said Although fore knowledge was given as a premonition Discovering the actual reality and it's rendition Has delivered me, opposition. Having relented and lost to win A better Hereafter, but surely The returns for the one sacrificed Will be replenished In His time May we be afforded patience in this time of grief And disillusion From promises broken Being good and nice, insincerely

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 218 Is when in fault things are brought up To facilitate and refute To justify and chronicle A story unlike what was beheld. So, I give it all up For the sake that five , me and all the rest till the end of time Will have forever success in the life after. Know this! lorrainenurshufiya2013

Posted 25th May by Lorraine Nur

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 219 No more words I was down , fallen, tripped I was raised , fed and made fit I was in restrains and chains I became free with love only for You dearly Ya Rabb, how much more thanks , I cannot express Still am fighting with restoring the deen within Still climbing uphill to win Still filling like a bucket with a hole Ya Rabb, Your attention is all I need The call of this incredible creed The blessedness of the one seed That makes us part of the best The part of ones chosen The path of ones whom he loves Because he knows we love him, Even though we haven't seen him Ya Rabb, we are blinded by this world Ya Rabb, free our eyes from anything but You And Your beloved Seal of all Prophets Allah humma solli ala sayyidina Muhammad Wa ala alih Wa shoh bihi was salim. The day will come and I shudder with fear At the thought of never seeing I shudder with emotions that make me feel like death so close The overwhelming state of immersion in missing You In missing the beloved Allah humma solli ala sayyidina Muhammad, wa ala alih Wa shohbihi was salam Ya Rabb, Ya Allah, Ya Kareem. Forgive me, forgive us, Forgive the ummah

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Lorraine Nur-Shufiya, 2013 ( June, 5)

Posted 5th June by Lorraine Nur Stumble blocks

There is a tendency to always try to thwart And for so long this administration has failed The system created has some faults No solutions have been impaled Every time , such antagonism

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 221 There matey your sarcasm Always, in your face A complexion of hidden grouses Truly, ex-spouses Are a soul pain as well as zappers How not for a good intention Shouldn't anyone cooperate Instead of regretting when it's too late And none takes responsibilities For the weaknesses Of them that are under their roofs? Why always feel threatened or undermined Just because some of us are more endowed With intellect and wisdom Don't misunderstand and Learn appreciation That our mutual sacrifices are based on Our time and attention towards a matter Not to shove it to others less capable Why being afraid of those with more knowledge , applying it all Because the fear seeps , this reality is too deep All the mistakes are too sunken That the image in the mirror is actually broken? If I say yes, you say no So, the reverse psychology game, plays. Why waste time, to what end purpose? Just raise your hands and flag the white sheet Discriminately, you have lost You will lose and forever be lost Because you have neither gumption, need or want To become better Because you think, you are the best Sad case of self deception

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 222 Woven indiscrepancies Hidden agendas And compromised principles. Not qualified Not interested Not notable Not able It might be time to surrender! lorrainenurshufiya2013

Posted 17th June by Lorraine Nur

Ramadan is coming The moon is waining, closing, peeping Through her veils she shines her light Then soon as she disappears inside Will she return with a smile Bringing through her doorway the light of the month of the ummah The holy month of Ramadan In which there is No other honour For all muslims living The Mercy,Love and Forgiveness That it brings to those who observe the commands Of fasting prescribed Additional rakaats through the night And recitation of the Holy Al Qur'an From Allah Subhana wa Ta'ala Which Angel Jibril alaihi salam did recite and taught to

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 223 Our most beloved Prophet Muhammad salallahu alaih alih wa shohbihi wassalam Oh Ramadan, we await eagerly once again To fill the Earth with your special presence Heralding angels all through the month Charting all muslims favoured with the sweetness of fasting A scent likened to musk And the pleasure of the Rabb is awaiting those Whose weakness and thirst Are only for their Lord Oh Holy month of Ramadan, we await you Bringing Al Nuur Karim, to us When we shall enjoy and endure the hardships When we shall proclaim with great pride When we prostrate with much humility When we shall nourish our souls We hope and pray That on The Day We shall meet you, dear Ramadan And we shall offer grateful thanks For visiting us, each year that we lived and breathed, Without fail We wait for you so we may exclaim Ahlan wa sahlan Yaa Ramadan Inshaallah 1st July 2013 Lorraine Nur-Shufiya 23 Shaban 1434H

Lorraine Nur-Shufiya Branson Posted 1st July by Lorraine Nur

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 224

What we do not see The ghaib The unseen The unknown The unpredictable The ones whom we cannot see and see us In my living room and yours In our spaces and we in theirs In worlds together but apart In some unforeseen times we feel them In some moments we get glimpses The ones that come and go in good we like Not the ones with bad intent The unseen forces abound everywhere The day we become an unseen light The screen between the worlds will open And we shall see the reality Of all creation lorrainenur-shufiya 2013, July

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Posted 18th July by Lorraine Nur Rabbana

Rabbana, Yaa Rabbana When the day arrives please release me from the hisab

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 226 Rabbana Ya RabbanaI have borne through mishaps too many that have shamed myself Yaa Rabbana wa fuanna wamhuladzi kana mina Yaa Rabbana , How shall I face You, please shelter me from the shame of the day The frightful days , endless only You are aware I am at the door of Penitence, turn me not away My absolute missing and grieving As a body stuck in the Earth alive Screaming and yelling for Your attention A sign That I shall become closer , nearer and safer The shiny moon that reminds me The day must come to see the full moon and gaze Of Mustofa, salallahu alaih wa alih wa salam I loved him , have fallen in love with him And wait to be with him For I feel him close But I want to be closer. Yaa Rabbana Forsake me not For as You sustained me before, please sustain me now and later. You are the Providence The Eternal Infinite Posted 3 weeks ago by Lorraine Nur

Branson / My Soul, My Life / 227 1st November 2013 Today, marks the end of the first part of my spiritually inspired poems since I started in 2010. When it shall begin again , I dont know but for what its worth, I do hope readers can gain some insight into anothers journey , seeking for the peace of mind and love, heading home to the Rabb. May Allah SWT forgive me and all the ummah, may we receive the shafaat of our venerable Prophet SAAW, and be gathered with those He loves. Amiin Yaa Rabbal Aelamiin. Lorraine Nur-Shufiya Branson Jakarta, Indonesia