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shadowofeagle1 · 2 months ago
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The Bargain of the Soul
(by Shadow of Eagle)
My heart cries…
Not in anger, not in curses only in silent tears.
When my heart feels heavy,
I call out to You alone, O Allah (Lord)…
“I need You!”
I wish I could run into Your shade, 🕊️
fall at Your feet like a broken soul seeking peace.
People have hurt me, 💔
but the deepest wound came from the one
I loved the most.
In the end, he showed me…
he was never truly mine.
Yet still, O Allah (Lord),
all I want is You.
Just You. 🌙
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shadowofeagle1 · 2 months ago
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Love That Stays
(by Shadow of Eagle)
Even though you stopped loving me,
I didn’t close my heart. ❤️
My love remains
silent, pure,
like a candle that refuses to die in the dark. 🕯️
Because I love you,
I pray for your happiness,
even from a distance, 🌙
even without your hand in mine. ✋
Since real love asks for nothing,
I offer you my kindness,
in small ways you may never see. 🌸
Although my heart feels broken, 💔
it beats with hope ✨
not for me,
but for your peace. ☁️
As long as this love lives in me,
I have not lost.
I have loved truly
and that will always be enough. 🌷
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shadowofeagle1 · 2 months ago
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Behind the Veil of Trust
Trust is what truly breaks a person,
Because it’s always the trusted ones who do the breaking.
Disasters don’t just happen by chance…
They come only to lift the veil from hidden faces.
The heart shelters the ones it believes in…
And one day, that very belief shatters the heart completely.
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shadowofeagle1 · 2 months ago
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Peace in solitude
By Shadow of Eagle
Solitude taught me no one is truly mine,
Except the One who’s always divine.
And when my heart finds its Lord so near,
Even silence becomes a heaven here.
Then the soul no longer longs to escape,
It holds on to solitude, its peaceful shape.
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shadowofeagle1 · 2 months ago
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Words from a Heart That Didn’t Give Up
by Shadow of Eagle
(a soul who remembered Allah in the storm)
I can’t give up.
Because my Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) cried for me.
He suffered more than I can imagine…
He was insulted, rejected, hurt
But still, with tears in his eyes and wounds on his body,
he whispered:
“Ummati… Ummati…”
He cried… for me.
So how can I give up?
How can I surrender,
when he stood for me without ever seeing me
when he made du’a(prayer) for me before I even existed?
My spirit asks me:
“If you give up now… is this the love you said you had for Allah(God)?”
And I freeze.
Because deep down, I know…
No, this is not the love I carry.
My love for Allah is not soft and easy.
It’s not made for sunny days only.
It’s the kind of love that holds on even when my chest is on fire,
even when my eyes are drowning,
even when my soul wants silence.
I’m hurt — yes.
Tired — yes.
Angry sometimes — yes.
But still, I belong to Him.
And when I remember that…
My weakness becomes worship.
My silence becomes a prayer.
My pain becomes purpose.
So no… I won’t give up.
Because I wasn’t created to be perfect.
I was created to be real and real hearts break,
but real hearts also heal…
with Allah.
To the ones who feel empty,
To the ones who want to give up
This heart speaks for you:
Don’t.
Because your pain is not pointless.
And your love for Allah…
is stronger than this storm.
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shadowofeagle1 · 2 months ago
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"Unspoken Emotions, But Heard" by Shadow of Eagle
I smiled all day, but the pain never went away.
A storm was silently hiding behind my quiet "I'm fine."
No one asked, and maybe I wouldn't have told them anyway.
My eyes? They carried everything my lips were too afraid to say.
They were red... from suppressing the emotions my heart was screaming to express.
He gets angry... but never really sees me.
I'm not glass, but I'm breaking in the silence.
Yet, between the pain and patience, somewhere, I'm holding onto Allah (God).
As if He's the only one who truly hears me.
Because He is.
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shadowofeagle1 · 2 months ago
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The Unknown Woman of the Sea
A tribute by Shadow of Eagle
“She spent her life dreaming,
And even in the moment of death, she glowed.
Her face… her calm…
As if the sea had chosen her to carry its secret.
Even after death, she could not stay hidden
People kept looking at her,
Drowning quietly in her eyes.
A woman from the 19th century… unknown to all.
She didn’t save anyone,
Yet somehow…
She taught the world how to live.
Her silence
Became a path for others
A lifeline for the drowning,
A traveler for every soul
That had forgotten how to live.
She became known…
Without a name,
Through a story.
Through a wave…
Through every heart.
That unknown woman…
Whose face held deeper stories than any words.
Her name was never known,
Nor the secret of her life.
And yet…
She appeared in medical books,
Became a face in training rooms
Where people, just by looking,
Learned how to save lives.
She never spoke,
Never touched anyone,
Never whispered a name
Yet she sank into every heart.
They say she was a muse…
But a muse of what?
Only the sea knows.”
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shadowofeagle1 · 3 months ago
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Lost in Memories
By: Shadow of Eagle
“Today again, I drifted into memories…
Found myself helpless.
The meaning of life itself has changed.
Why do the ones we love always leave?
And we’re left broken without them.
Why does the heart still long
to meet someone it knows will never return?
Those who leave become dreams
we can see them in our mind,
but we can never touch them again.
Some bonds of the heart never break…
But no one understands this.
All that remains now…
are memories.
Like dreams.”
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shadowofeagle1 · 3 months ago
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“Echoes of an Unfaithful Heart”
When I heard of unfaithfulness, your thought came to mind,
My heart sank once more, lost in a world of sorrow.
Tears began to fall, drop by drop from my eyes,
My heart grew heavy again, immersed in your memory, in thoughts of you.
The burden was so intense that my heart felt on the verge of stopping,
Yet it did not happen.
My heart once more yearned to attain you,
Though my mind knew you were unfaithful.
My mind reproached my heart,
Yet my heart remained entangled.
When one asks from God, all is granted; when asked from the heart,
Then the flame of faith rekindled.
And my mind acknowledged that prayers made from the heart are indeed answered,
But now, even if you were to return, I do not desire it,
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Because you are unfaithful.
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shadowofeagle1 · 3 months ago
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“Shells and Secrets of My Childhood”
by Shadow of Eagle
She was just a girl on the shore…
But the sea knew her.
The waves whispered her name.
And every shell she held
carried a secret
only her heart could hear.
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shadowofeagle1 · 3 months ago
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“When I Was Small”
When I was small, the sea was my world,
Its waves spoke secrets only I heard.
I’d watch them dance, I’d hear them sing,
As if the ocean knew everything.
Barefoot, I’d wander the shoreline wide,
With sand and shells by my side.
My brother and I, hand in hand,
Collecting stories written in sand.
The breeze would hug, the sea would smile,
And I’d sit and dream for a little while.
Those were the days my heart still keeps
Where the sea would talk, and calm my deep.
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shadowofeagle1 · 3 months ago
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Poetic Instinct in Echo
Shadow of Eagle
Sometimes I don’t speak
because the silence says it better.
But when I do,
my words return to me in echoes
I never meant to release.
They carry my confessions,
my truths wrapped in instinct,
spilling out like shadows
from the corners of my soul.
I don’t write for attention.
I write because I feel.
And when I feel too much,
poetry happens.
Even in silence. Even in echoes.
You might hear a rhyme
but I hear survival.
You might see a verse
but I see healing.
Because what I write
is not for the world to praise.
It’s what kept me alive
when no one else could.
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shadowofeagle1 · 3 months ago
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shadowofeagle1 · 3 months ago
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Letters I Never Sent
Shadow of Eagle
I wrote a thousand letters
but never posted a single one.
They were never meant to reach you
they were meant to save me.
Each one held the weight
of everything I couldn’t say aloud.
Pain wrapped in silence,
truth hidden between trembling lines.
I folded them with care,
sealed them with the tears I never showed,
and tucked them away
like secrets no one should find.
They sit in the corners of my soul,
collecting dust and meaning,
proof that I once felt deeply
even when the world stayed quiet.
And though you’ll never read them,
they are real.
More real than your goodbye.
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shadowofeagle1 · 3 months ago
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My Soul’s Scream
Shadow of Eagle
There’s a scream inside me
you’ll never hear
because it doesn’t use sound.
It’s the kind of cry
that sits behind silence,
that chokes behind smiles,
that echoes in empty rooms
long after everyone leaves.
It’s not loud.
But it’s heavy.
And it weighs on me
like a storm waiting to break
yet it never does.
I laugh while it screams.
I speak while it shouts.
I live while it begs for peace.
But no one hears it.
Because the scream isn’t in my voice
It’s in my soul.
And my soul doesn’t know
how to be quiet anymore.
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shadowofeagle1 · 3 months ago
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Moonlight Doesn’t Lie
Shadow of Eagle
When the world turned away,
the moon remained.
It didn’t judge.
It didn’t speak.
It simply stayed.
While the darkness tried to swallow me whole,
the moonlight gently traced my face
as if to say
“I see you.”
It didn’t ask questions.
It didn’t need answers.
It knew the truth
even when I couldn’t say it.
Because moonlight doesn’t lie.
It doesn’t pretend.
It reflects what’s real
even the broken parts we hide.
And that night,
when I felt the most forgotten,
the moon remembered me.
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shadowofeagle1 · 3 months ago
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When Silence Spoke First
Shadow of Eagle
When silence walked into the room,
It didn’t come empty handed.
It came with memories I buried,
And the echoes I thought had faded.
No words were spoken
Yet everything was said.
In the stillness of that moment,
My soul confessed what my lips never did.
Sometimes silence is not the absence of sound,
But the presence of truth too heavy to carry aloud.
It wraps around you like a blanket,
And leaves you shivering in understanding.
So when silence spoke first,
I listened
Because it knew parts of me
Even I hadn’t met yet.
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