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While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs

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God Almighty

I am a human with original sin, that came
from the apple when man and woman bit in.
I'm angry with myself at having betrayed You,
I should slither on the ground as the
serpent must now do
But Your love is kind and merciful always
willing to forgive
And I'm standing here before You, for You, I
want to live
Cleanse me of these heartless sins and make
my soul look clean
I want to be absolved of all; even the unseen
I'd like to walk with You, Allah (Lord), I
want to hold your hand,
For You to pick me up, and for me to
I know it only takes a few words for all
this to be done
The devil tried to test me, and I know now
that You've won.

Copyright © Senait Mohammed

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Body is the house where you live
Forest is the place where animals survive

Water is the place where crocodile dominate
Mountain is the place where rivers originate

Mind is the source that breeds imagination
Kind is the form of desirable destination

Nest is the place where birds dwell                                                                                                     Hospital is the place where patients get well

Court is the place where criminals are punished                                                                                     Grave is the place where everyone is finally finished

Life in this Earth, with hard work thrives 
For world is the body where He lives!


Above poem is adapted from the eBook “ALL ARE ONE! ONE IS ALL!! AND OTHER POEMS ON GOD ” by Mr.V.Muthu manickam. Copyright is held by V.Muthu manickam.


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Why I love God's Prophet Muhammad

Why I love the Prophet Muhammad
(SallAllahu 'alaihi wa sallam)

If you ask me, why do I love him, the
Prophet Muhammad (May Peace be upon him) -
I love him because he cared about us
Muslims, and loving him is a condition –

If you love Allah, then love the Prophet
Muhammad – Allah loved him very much.
He was Allah's Final Messenger, and
The hearts of many did his mercy touch.

His beautiful character makes me admire
Him – his trustworthiness and honesty –
Even before he became God's Prophet,
Disbelievers knew that he was trustworthy.

I love the Prophet Muhammad because
Of good manners he was the best example.
I love how he was patient throughout his life
And how his morals were never skeptical.

He cared about his nation too, thus he taught
Us what we should know about our religion.
When given the chance he'd always educate,
Blessing us with advice through his companions.

As a father and grandfather, the Prophet
Muhammad was kind and tender loving.
His mercy to the poor, widows and orphans –
His good treatment of them is too astounding.

His tolerance, even to non-Muslim
Neighbors, is also something to be admired.
His mercy too was further manifest
Through his kind treatment of the slaves he hired.

As a leader – he was charismatic,
As a warrior – marked with strength and bravery,
As a family man – full of mercy,
And a husband who treated his wives fairly –

As a friend – he was accommodating –
Full of cheer, he brought smiles to people's faces –
Respectful to the old, and kind towards the young –
Mercy was the Prophet Muhammad's basis.

I love how he was merciful – and because
Of his mercy, he always tried to guide.
I love how he struggled to obey Allah,
And how he remained patient all through his life.

I love how he was able to do so much –
So many good deeds, despite his simple life –
How he could survive on mere dates and water,
And yet stand for long hours when praying at night.

I love how he was so thankful to Allah –
How he was always ready to sacrifice.
I love how his character was dignified –
How he was strong and gentle at the same time.

I love the patience of Prophet Muhammad –
In worshipping Allah, in fasting, and praying –
His patience in helping Muslims, and in hard times,
And how he was merciful and forgiving.

Because of my love for Prophet Muhammad,
I try to follow him – and say "you should too" –
If you truly love Allah, then love Muhammad –
Let your following him make your love more true.

O' Allah, help us obey you, and help us
Follow Muhammad – in this world and to Heaven –
Grant us his companionship in Paradise,
And freedom to drink from his blessed fountain.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya

Copyright © Mariam Mababaya

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They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind 
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.

Copyright © brittney lopez

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Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?

Copyright © Dan Keir

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God Lives Inside My Heart

God Lives Inside My Heart, Most Loving is thee part, 
My truest, deepest place, of my beating heart. 
He lives in my heart as thee One I Exalt, 
But also as the part of me, naturally by default.

He speaks to me softly so that I may hear,
To know He's always with me, that I needn't fear.
To listen to Him speak, silent I must be,
My attention only focused on the Voice of He.

Guiding my heart and soul, is His Presence so Divine,
By Intuition and Conscience deep in this heart of mine.
He speaks to me with Truth. He speaks to me with Love.
He speaks to me with Wisdom, from within, around, above.

God leads my heart. God shows the way.
God shines His Light both night and day.
With God leading my heart and so, leading my way,
His Words of encouragement, His guidance for I Pray.

So following my heart, is my only choice,
That I may be close to hear God's Holy Voice.
When I follow my heart in accordance to His Will,
Then I'm following Him, whether down or uphill.

I know He tests my Faith, even lets me go astray,
So the feeling lost from Him, I will know and feel dismay
And lost from His comfort, His Abiding Love so Great,
I'll desire to return to Him. I will not hesitate.

God resides in my heart, keeps my lantern burning bright,
That it may radiate and to others show my Light.
So other souls lost can know and hope and see
There is a better path for them to from darkness be set free.

God Lives Inside My Heart, gives His Blessings so profound,
Gives that I may share them, with Love, spread around.
God Lives Inside My Heart as my Master, as my Lord.
His Truth is my shield. His Love is my sword.

By Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-09-12 09:00:00 (EST)
Inspired by God. -Love-
With deepest felt thanks and profound gratitude to Qazi Qamaruddin, my amazing friend, for helping me find the appropriate words needed in the first verse. -Love-

Copyright © Sharon Artsieladie Donnelly

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The story of Adam and Eve in Holy Quran part1

The First Man is Honoured

And God said, to the Angels:

“And (remember) when your Lord said to the angels: ‘I am going to create a human (Adam) from sounding clay of altered black smooth mud.  So when I have fashioned him and breathed into him (his) soul created by Me, then you fall down prostrate to him.” (Quran 38:71-72)

God honoured the first human, Adam, in countless ways.  Allah blew his soul into him, He fashioned him with His own hands and He ordered the Angels to bow down before him.  

Eve is Hawwa in Arabic; it comes from the root word hay, meaning living.  Eve is also an English variant of the old Hebrew word Havva, also deriving from hay.  Adam informed the Angels that Eve was so named because she was made from a part of him and he, Adam, was a living being.

Both Jewish and Christian traditions also maintain that Eve was created from Adam’s rib, although in a literal translation of the Jewish tradition, rib is sometimes referred to as side.

“And God said: ‘O Mankind!  Be dutiful to your Lord, Who created you from a single person (Adam) and from Him (Adam) He created his wife (Eve), and from them both He created many men and women.’” (Quran 4:1)

The traditions of Prophet Muhammad relate that Eve was created while Adam was sleeping from his shortest left rib and that, after sometime, she was clothed with flesh.  He (Prophet Muhammad) used the story of Eve’s creation from Adam’s rib as a basis for imploring people to be gentle and kind to women.  “O Muslims!  I advise you to be gentle with women, for they are created from a rib, and the most crooked portion of the rib is its upper part.  If you try to straighten it, it will break, and if you leave it, it will remain crooked; so I urge you to take care of the women.” (Saheeh Al-Bukhari)

Dwelling in Paradise

Adam and Eve dwelt in tranquillity in Paradise.  This, too, is agreed upon by Islamic, Christian and Jewish traditions.  Islam tells us that all of Paradise was theirs to enjoy and God said to Adam, “eat both of you freely with pleasure and delight of things therein as wherever you will...” (Quran 2:35)

God continued his instructions to Adam and Eve by warning them “...come not near this tree or you both will be of the wrongdoers.” (Quran 2:35)

Copyright © Hammam Hamad

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Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?

Copyright © Dan Keir

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Return Of Your King

Reflections of imperfections have shown me a way that I can move mountains through my power of faith even though I can't see him I know he is real through the power of prayer and a Love that I feel It's growing inside me like a flower in bloom shall I reveal my powers or is it too soon I am reading the signs through my darkness I find a reason for belief in the light of mankind that I know shall overcome the greatest of odds the Love I seek amazes me especially through the flaws because now I am inspired through the hero's that bring my throne through the darkness on which I return on as your King.

Copyright © Bj Fard

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Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.

Copyright © Dan Keir

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Allah is the one

Allah is the one,
neither he is father nor he is son,

and the things get done,

Allah made the sky,
seems to like fly,

Allah made universe,

Allah gives anyone without reason,
Allah do not tired in any season,

Allah is everywhere,
nearer than your heart nears,

Allah is the one,
neither his father nor his son,

Copyright © hamza abid

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Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?

Copyright © Dan Keir

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SK- 4

Silence has spoken
From the roaring of the tides
God is a river

Copyright © viviane leite

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A healthy Kenyan Ego Poem

A huge ego breaks off love’s embrace,
A tiny ego slips off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A selfless ego suffocates from love’s embrace,
A selfish ego wards off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A super-visual ego overshadows love’s embrace,
A deep-seated ego is colonized by love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A healthy ego humbly looks above,
A healthy ego can lead and also serve...

Its nerves know not pressured blood,
But developing it is almost hard!

Copyright © Kenyan Poets Lounge for Poetry and poems in Kenya

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Zindagi wo nahi, JO Nazar Ati Hai Tum Ko
Yeh To Chalti Howi Sansoo Ka Safar Hoti Hai
Yeh To Bekiri Howi Yadoon Ka Mazhar Hoti Hai
Yeh To Totay Howay Lafzoon  Ka Nasar Hoti Hai
Zindagi!  To Naam Hai Us Insaneyat Ka
Jes Ki azmat Ka Yakin! Farashtoon Nay Sajday may Kiya
Zindagi! To paygham Hai Us Jazbay Ka
Jis Ka Safar Soraj Ki Kirnoo Say shuru Hota Hai
Zindagi, Us Katab Ki Manind Hai 
Jis Ka Unwaan !  Musafar Ki Akasi Karta hai
Zindagi To Kahani Hai Us Musafarat Ki     
 Jis Ki Manzil Soraj Kay goroob ! Honay Tek Hoti Hai
Zindagi To Naam Hai Us Rishtay Ka 
Jis Ka Raabta !  Rooh Or Jism Kay Darmiyan Hota Hai
Zindagi To Ahsaas Hai Us Mohabat Ka
Jis Ka Ahtamaam ! Khuda Nay Jannat Bana Kay Kiya
Yeh Wo Bewafa Hai Jo Khudi Kay Daway Kay Bawajood 
Khud Apnay Wojood Ko Pal may ! Tanha Kar deyti Hai Zindagi
Zindagi Salaam Ho Tuj Pay Kay Teri  Baqa Kay Leyeh
Qudarat Nay Shub-o-rooz Ko Sajaya Hai ! Zindagi Kay Leyeh

Copyright © Shaista Mansoor

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A Script To Read Again

This is a script to read again Its wordings are clear- no blunder Each page on its own is a sane It has distinct words to ponder I’m yet to find its replacement This is a script to read again It’s obvious in its endowment A script fit beyond thousand reigns With what I've seen, I've much to gain Those about lives before our own This is a script to read again Can any author beat this Lone? In everything it’s just the star I think its lost can’t be regain It’s the same here and in Dakar This is a script to read again.

Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole

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What is Islam

I'm sorry for bothering , but you must read this:

Islam is the religion that comes after Christianity , and just as Christians have the bible  as their book. Islam have Holy Qur'an as their book.

If you read Holy Qur'an, you will see it has things in common like the names of prophets and part of their stories. For example prophet Noah (may peace be upon him)  the one who built the Arc ,,,,In Holy Qur'an it is mentioned that he was a good man. 

Islam told us about prophet Jesus miracles and his mother Mariam and the corrupted people who didn't accept Jesus as the Messiah.

In Islam we have Friday prayers....Just as Christians goes to Sunday prayers.

My questions:
1-Why did God (Allah) sent another prophet after Jesus?
2-Why there is a religion named Islam comes after Christianity?
3-Why this particular religion "Islam" Have some things  in common with the religions of God (Judaism,Christianity,...)

My answer:
1-God in Islam told us about him self that he is one only not 3 in 1 and certainly don't have a sun or a wife or a brother. 
2-As I read some of the bible and I'm a Muslim...There was minor differences and major differences. The Major difference between Islam and Christianity is that Muslims believe that God (Allah) is one only one and there is nothing like it. 
God says in Surat Maryam:
(It is not befitting to (the majesty of) Allah that He should beget a son. Glory be to Him! When He determines a matter, He only says to it "Be", and it is.)

3-Why Islam have so things in common with the religion of God(Allah)
Because it came from the same God...The only God (Allah).   

Regards, I hope you seek the truth. (^^)

Copyright © Hammam Hamad

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The Magik Of Love

Reflections in the mirror were getting scary I could not carry the weight of my pain it almost took my life to learn to love again for I have made a friend somewhere along my long lost way I hope that I helped him just a fraction of how he helped me maybe that single thought is what finally gave me my peace enough to release so much stolen energy Now I am not afraid to walk where the streets are hot for I thrive in Hell's kitchen where the devil stirs my pot for I now have him quiet tame I sacrificed my dragons at the alter of my name and now you are my slaves any time I need I'll call upon my superhero's to come and rescue me like my Saint Toni who swept me off that bridge and showed my how a death can be the greatest reason to live for she was the seed to grow my Eden then a man from a foreign land gave me something in myself to believe in the magik of Love.

Copyright © Bj Fard

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Ashes to Ashes

From ashes
she rises, 
face, hands, feet.
Four months, 
Ten days, 
She mourns.
She weeps.

She clothes herself now
in an adornment of white
bowing privately, 
praying fervently, 
as bitter fumes
of acetone
seep beneath the door.

Her source is god.
Her destination is god.
She pleads with god now
for peace
As men mix and pour
A holocaust
Just outside her door.

Her sisters wail.
They bathe her lifeless arms
And shroud her
as Iris Albicans- 

The imam, he stands, 
Praying silently
As men convey her
towards Mecca.
From ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.
From ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.

Copyright © Rachel Kovacs

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                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.


Copyright © JAY JOHNSON

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Oh mum don't kill me

oh mum, don't kill me if you can't afford dowry.
oh mum,don't kill me if you want a boy to birth,
oh mum, throw me alive to live on this earth,
oh mum, don't dig a hole to hide me as indian myth;
oh mum, just educate me then never feel sorry.
i shall serve you as a servant don't feel pain my living,
please ask my brother if he can protect me if dare having.
I can walk on thorns to keep you happy don't cage my 
why is Indian culture don't believe that I am also human?
why is security matter for me as a man is nudity fan?
don't afraid from gangs they are coward can't face a girl,
they can't love to daughter and sisters, looking beauty 
they kill girls, demanding dowry, live in a cultural 
when women 'll be free in india that's facing degrading 

Copyright © Daljit Khankhana

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An angel came

An angel came!

Nights in black and white,
My mind keeps drifting from side to side.

Wondering in my mind about the voice I heard,
At my bedside an angel came.

"Be patient," The voice said;
I heard it so clear, yet so discreet.

To hear a strange voice whisper into my ear,
It made me scared, and it made me fear.

Fear from God who heard my cry,
Begging for mercy, to save a child.

Praying to all angels to keep her safe
The mother of my children, my soul mate.

This is a sign for me to know,
That God is with me, and I am not alone.

Thank you God for this sign you gave me,
To remind me that there is a God up there
and to be patient.
I’ll keep my faith every time I'm down,
With my forehead touching the ground.

Copyright © ali hammoud

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I bear witness that no god but Allah
I bear witness that Muhammad
His slave
The messenger of Allah
I bear witness Jesus
The messenger of Allah
And the son of Merriam
The word of Allah
And his spirit
fallen down for Miriam
I bear witness Abraham is the prophet of Allah
The father Of Isaac and Ismail
The grandfather of Israel-
The father of the prophet Joseph
I believe in the Day
Of judgment
Divine are
the two paths
To heaven
Or to hell
Twined is the hardship to peace
God the air as we breathe
Showing us
the patent
Of the power
And so
The earth that containing us
The rise of the sun
And the dusk
the Glimmer of stars
And the moon of night
This cycle of the day and night
The birds that fly in air freely
The heartbeat of the heart
The sight, the sound
And the sense in mind
The cells in their cycle of death and life
And the lever who recycling life
The knowledge the science
In signs as the rains fall
In the fall and snow
Or the ice who follow
In one leaf of life
Or in whole of life
In this universe of life
In all wherever to see
U will see
the almighty
Of god
One and unique
The great Allah
is the god

Copyright © Sallam Yassin

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What Makes A True Friend

What Makes A True Friend?

What are the qualities that a friend should
have – that which would make a true friend so true?
A friend is one whom you like to be with
while a true friend insists on being with you.

A friend likes you when you have so much in
common. True friends like you who for who you are.
True friends make you feel as though they are at
all times near, although they are very far.

A true friend is one whom you can always
talk to, even at night when it is late -
when loved ones are asleep, a true friend is
always there to hear what you have to say.

Friends like to share, but a true friend always
gives you – not what you want, but what you need.
The feelings you hide, as well as your thoughts,
and your dreams, a true friend can always read.

A friend may forgive you or they may not
forgive, for something wrong you've done to them.
A true friend forgives even when you don't
ask. True friends forgive - again and again.

Friends are close when you are close to them. A
true friend wants your friendship to be closer.
A true friend does what is best for you, and
hates that you would end up with the losers.

A true friend teaches you lessons to help
you grow – lessons that are hard and easy.
A true friend is always there - having a
true friend can never make you feel lonely.

Friends may sometimes make mistakes, but a true
friend is always careful not to hurt you.
A true friend is a guide and a teacher.
A true friend knows everything you go through.

The true friend I mention is our God,
who kept you company before you were born.
The friendship of God, if you truly keep
and cherish, you will never feel forlorn.

The true friend we all need is God (Allah) –
the One who guides and can teach us lessons,
the One who hears our calls and understands,
the One always near – in every season –

Allah, as a Friend, never judges us
by the way we look and how we appear.
Allah, as a Guide, if we ask Him for
guidance, He guides us and makes our paths clear.

Allah is with us – each day and each night –
He is always there when all are asleep.
Allah always listens when others don't.
He gives you comfort when He sees you weep.

Fortunate are those who have Allah as
a Friend. Friendship with God is friendship true.
May Allah bless me with His Friendship and
May Allah's Friendship be shared with you too.

Ameen. Allah knows best.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya

Copyright © Mariam Mababaya

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I Believe in God

I Believe in God
I believe in a higher power
I believe in that power to be greater than myself

I also believe in Jesus and what that means to the Christians 
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people 
with a simple bow

I also believe in the Buddha teachings and what that means to the Buddhists
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people 
with a simple bow

I also believe in Allah and in the prophet Mohammad and what that means to the Islamics
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people 
with a simple bow

I also believe in Hashem and what that means to the Jews
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people 
with a simple bow

There are many other religions and many other faiths. There is no right or wrong each of us 
follows a path that is best suited for a purpose. We are here not to ridicule or judge others 
but to assist our brothers and sisters regardless of ones belief or faith.  We are spiritual 
beings having human experiences. As soon as we recognize and honor the integrity of each 
other our world will change.

Copyright © Ron Flatow

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For You And Me

It  was  for you and me ,
That Jesus left His throne,
Bore the scourge and agony,
Shivered His flesh and bone,

It was for you and me,
He took the awry tour,
Towards the dreaded Calvary,
Summed His tortured  hours,

It was for you and me,
That Jesus bore the cross,
Paid the greatest penalty,
That death supposed be ours,

It was for you and me,
He wailed the gloomiest cry,
It was for you and me,
Jesus was nailed to die,

Oh, that you and I may see,
Our wickedness beyond measure,
Jesus to set us free,
In our stead bore the torture,

His love mysterious great,
Knocks  the door of all men's heart,
His mighty power recreates,
Renews our lives whole to restart,

It was for you and me,
When on the third day death sufficed,
The savior left His grave,
Victorious he arised,

He rose back to His throne,
Sitting by His Father's side,
Prepare! He's coming soon,
Today is to decide,

Copyright © joselito asperin

Details | Didactic | |


it's all about the right relationship you need to have with the Lord God
it's about loving Him, knowing Him and having Him in your heart
for to have God in your heart will change your behavior
to have a love for Him that you can spiritually savor
to have a peace within you like a river that runs so deep
to have a relationship with God that will make your soul weep
to love God with all your heart, all your soul and all your mind
to have a commitment with Him that will stand the test of time

Jesus was with the Pharisees as they tried to trip Him up
unaware that as the Son of Man He had a full spiritual cup
they asked which of the commands should the people most adhere
Jesus said to love the Lord God no matter who, what, when or where
it's about the right relationship that you have with the Lord
to love Him above all things and to Him always look towards

homo-religious God-seekers are we all
we know there's a higher force on whom we do call 
it's the Holy Spirit in us that makes us want to worship and praise
be it God, Jesus or Allah our eyes to them will be forever raised
we are compelled to love the God who gave us life
we are urgent in our worship and glorifying of Jesus the Christ
so let the Holy Spirit remind you of where you have come from
and have a joy in your heart that's manifested by the Son

to worship Him, to glorify Him, to bow down to Him and kiss His feet
to have a love for Him so intense it makes you whole and complete
my Provider, my Battle Fighter, my Prince of Peace in a world of confusion
my Righteousness, my Ever-Present God, my Shepard in a world of disillusion
it's all about the right relationship that you have with the Lord Christ
to have a love for the Lord that prominent in every aspect of your life

Copyright © louise nelson

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A piece of respect

In times of affliction
I raise a voice.
A pain in my heart
Difficult to disguise.

A tale of wrong
You cannot deny.
A wound so deep,
It makes me cry.

Delicate and subtle,
But sublime by nature.
Chosen for you,
From the Greatest Protector.

Like a pearl in a shell,
You can trust your beauty
I never let the devils
Obstruct my duty.

But you chose me not.
You ditched my care.
Like a flower shedding its petals,
You stand truly bare

You look at me
With an absolute hate.
You are fond of this world
and stuck to its bait.

Little you know.
Little you think.
You are made for a purpose,
Not an object of bling.

You fear the people.
You fear the crowd.
Who stand and stare,
Like shaytaan avowed.

The day you will be called.
The day you will be said.
Oh people of this ummah,
Arise and Awake!

You were given a life.
You were given a soul.
You were made perfect
And you had a goal

But you pleased the world.
And you did not stop.
You had the jannah,
But they made you swap

You have no helpers.
You have no life.
Except Allah,
The Mighty and The Wise

So you fail to understand
The inherent wisdom
Closing your eyes
Does not give you freedom

The angels witnessed,
When the scholar said:
You have no purpose here,
I will have you shred

But I laughed at his folly.
When my sister was firm:
To Allah we belong,
And to Allah we return.

The strangers who hug me,
Have held their head high.
To protect their faith,
They always stand by

They swim against the tide
To try their best
They make the word of Allah
Superior to the rest

So unite my sisters,
In every inch and corner.
Allah has given you
The greatest honour.

Your face is not an object.
Your shyness is not a waste.
Glamour is not an asset
To show-off in a haste.

A piece of cloth,
A piece of respect
A true sense of freedom,
You can surely expect.

Copyright © Shadaab Mumtaz

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The Cowardice of the Taliban and The Silence of The Good Muslims

The Cowardice of the Taliban and The Silence of The Good Muslims.

When hot lead tears the flesh of a 14 year old girl,

ripping through her skull,
leaving her to bleed out and die,

does Allah not recoil in horror,

to see His child whimper,
to see His daughter cry.

Where is the indignation,

the anger that often boils over and manifests itself as flags and books and videos are burnt in mass orgies of hollow piety,

where are the voices that scream so loud,
that denounce all but their own creed,

where are the men, the impotent men who crave for nothing more than their fascist egos to feed,

where are the voices that so loudly proclaim,
enemies here and enemies there, always quick to condemn,

where are those voices when the enemy walks amongst them.

14 year old Malala Yousafzai was shot in cold blood,

her crime?

Advocating the rights of girls to an education.

Shame on you, men of bigotry and men of cowardice.

Shame on you, silent and mute accomplices in this carnage.

Shame on me,
for my inaction,

Shame on us all,
who proclaim lofty ideals,

yet are conspicuously silent,

when a 14 year old girl is shot in the head,

by fascist fundamentalist bigots who only worship bullets of hot lead.

Not in my name!

Not in my name,
shall the cowardly men rain down abuse,

Not in my name,
shall the bigoted men light the communalistic fuse,

Not in my name,
shall Malala Yousafzai be shot in the head,

left to bleed out,
while countless mothers' tears are shed,

not in my name,
shall religious murderers,
be left to wander free,

not in my name,
for I dare all believers to open their eyes,
to see!

To see,
the innocence of a 14 year old girl,
wanting only an education,

as the men of the cloth,
prance around with their pathetic self-righteous indignation.

I write this today,
the anger raging in my veins,

yet I fear,

that I shall write more of this,

unless we stand up and say 'no more',

I fear that I shall be writing this again,

until we all,

reclaim the true principles of humaneness,

until we silence the voices of bigotry,
of rage,
of fanatical insanity,

I fear I shall be writing this again,


until the muck-ridden bile,
is not excised,

I shall continue to say,


Or else I shall have nothing,

but my unending shame.

(for Malala Yousafzai, 14 years old, in a critical condition after being shot in the head by the Pakistani Taliban, for her work as a young activist advocating the rights of girls to attend school)

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