Ramadan Dailies: #17

Today sadly, was another "no-activity day". The only activity that I did beside read Quran was dream. Dream literally.

Some might think its a waste to sleep to dream. For me however, it is a pleasure and a ritual to keep my sanity in place. Dreams mean much to me, I get to do in them things I'd never be able to, see people I miss so much and experience some fun.

Dreams make me wake-up the next day so happy where my imagination took me that I sometimes hope it was part of reality. I can't imagine if dreaming was not possible, because if it wasn't then imagination wont exist, to me at-least.

I ended up writing a poem about dreams.

شو يصير إن حلمي أصبح احلى من حقيقه
أي حقيقه و كل ما شفته ترى وحي الخيال
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والخيال ما اجمله أرغبه في كل دقيقه
مافي احلى من ملاقه كل من مر على البال
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لاني مفارق حقيقه بس أضَيع أب طريقه
كل طريقن في خيالي أجملن من كل حال

Verse of the Day: ( اعْلَمُوا أَنَّ اللَّهَ شَدِيدُ الْعِقَابِ وَأَنَّ اللَّهَ غَفُورٌ رَحِيمٌ )
Quran: 9/30- #3