Behind the dark walls of the prison,
Hiding my face from all in my vision,
Abandoned by my bosses,the terror leads,
I wait to be hanged for my misdeeds.
Now I look back to think….
Important member of the Al-Qaeeda,I was,
Given tasty food, and rigorous training by my boss,
I was taught “muslims are harassed round the world,
To help them, grenades and bombs ,I have to hurl.
Arms and ammunitions to me they gave,
To destroy the world, the path they paved.
Rigorous physical training I was given,
On the path of “Jihad’I was driven.
I felt …”me, a class four dropout from school,
To a fidayeen…oh so cool.”
With pots of money l was lured,
A place in paradise..I was assured.
Reading the terror email from the Mujahideen,
I was all charged up and excited to become a fidayeen.
With the ammunitions, I was on my way,
On the path of destruction that they laid.
“Explode bombs, shoot and kill”,
They said “that is what was Allah’s will.”
An obedient student I was in their list,
Little did I realize I was a dangerous terrorist!
As I killed and killed and shed innocent blood,
Suddenly, I was shot and I fell down ..thud!
Interrogations by cops continued endlessly on me,
Confusing the cops,I waited for Al-qaeeda to rescue me.
To my rescue, none from Al Qaeeda came,
Hated worldover a terrorist I became!
No one would come I felt
I was misled! I silently wept.
Jihad would never get me paradise,
Fallen in eyes of Allah, I will never ever rise.
I am unable to bear this and want to die,
And face Allah ? In fear and shame I cry.
I neither can live nor die in peace ,
Forgive me Allah, I cried on my knees.
Old, young, man woman, child I randomly killed,
Was this by Allah, in me instilled?
I repent and feel am cursed by all,to hell I shall go,
What mass destruction on earth have I done? Oh!
I have now to face all those I murdered,
What do I answer them, I ponder.
Spread love and peace is the message of God,
I have now learnt the message of the Lord.
I confess ..”Jihad and terrorism are hated by god,”
I sincerely beg “Forgive me all, forgive me Lord!!”
Kindly note :If anyone wants to comment on my poem, kindly note that I am not a terrorist.
This poem is written by me as a message to all the terrorists in the world that peace and love
is what god wishes.The inspiration is from the recent attacks in Mumbai.
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.
Thank you – Zamreen Zarook
Thank you is a sweet word in the nature,
You may be a guy of adventure,
May be you are a person of agriculture,
What matters is your architecture.
Never forget the people, who guided you,
In no degree neglect who were with you,
Don’t ever overlook a creature, who gave a smile to you,
Because, you will meet them above you.
People forget the past due to selfishness,
They have no time to remember their unawareness,
Society, most of the times behave in awfulness,
They will understand when their lives come in to bitterness.
Be a person to thank and remember,
Don’t consider them as December,
Because, you might need them in November,
So, always be as a good subscriber.
On the wings of two angles I was brought into this world…
My mother and father I’ve called them since I first spoke,
To their arms I ran when I first walked…
When my heart was not calm
Their love would come…
When no one believed
They saw what others couldn’t see
When I would cry
With a calm sigh they would smile
And the whole world would stop and the pain would die…
They taught me to not lie…
They taught me to be human…
On the wings of two angels I was brought into this world…
My mother…her beauty puts the stars to shame….
My father…his heart stronger than all the men that walk among us…
I thank my lord for giving me
The biggest treasure on this world,
Love that is clearly out of this world…
As tears flow from my reddened eyes
I can see what I have purely missed
As I look up to the dark grey skies
I will always remember our first fist
I sit here and think of your face
The first time I saw your light fluffy cheeks
I always wanted to lay my head on that place
Even when I was buried in my girlfriend’s twin peaks.
You never knew my love for you
I waited until it was too late
I often yearned for a way through
Both your heart and your front gate.
But now you’ve passed away
Slipped through my limp and lifeless fingers
But I still yearn for that fortuitous day
And the smell of your tobacco colour coat still lingers.
As I stare at my homage dedicated to you
I can feel a heart shaped hole called ‘Noah’
My body is conflicted, I don’t know what to do
It’s such a shame that you were found in pieces underneath a lawnmower.
So many holes, and opportunities now
I feel my body grow harder
For you Noah would only allow
One hole to be ventured in farther
As you led there erotically
on the grass that day
with your legs so lovely
I couldn’t take my eyes away
So I didn’t see
The lawnmower draw near
The blades running free
And beginning to career
Ever closer to your toes
To impoverish your heart
I’m the only one who knows
How a love like this does start
To think I won’t see you again
Striding majestically down the Bath Road
And, protecting your shoulders from the rain
Your little tobacco coloured coat
I wish I had been able to say
All this to you when you were alive
I came so close once, that fateful day
When we were standing outside the Beehive
Your hair was golden in the glow
Of the solitary standing streetlamp
Yet still, you couldn’t ever know
My feeling for you or my heart would cramp
And now you’re dead you selfish thing
You’ll never hear me speak these thoughts
You’ll never feel me ‘flap my wings’
Or ogle me as I cavort
But now you’re in the ground
In the darkness and despair
But I have now created a mound
Where I can collect your hair
My heart is soaked in liquid salt
My clothes cling to my body
Although I know that it’s no-one fault
Staring at you was my favourite hobby
Now it’s time to say goodbye
My lovely little pet
My heart still yearns, my eyes still cry
Although we never met
Once there was a girl with a tough personality. She was considered to be a friendly and talkative. She was extremely tough regardless of love and crashes. She had wishes and dreams but was never sure when it’s gone come true. She was hard working always to satisfy her family and be a great daughter. She was tough about love but at the same time she knew a special and incomparable person will come to her life, who will be very different than others. When and where she will meet him, she never thought about it because she believed that we shouldn’t look for love, the reason was that love comes itself. However let’s see how and where she finds that special person.
One night after working so hard of her project she was bored.
“Oh God I am so bored let’s see if my friends are online I will talk to them but at the same time gone download a song” she got online but unfortunately non of her friends were online so she thought to herself why don’t I make a new friend she requested a random boy who she never knew before. After a week passed and that boy accepted her request but they never got the chance to talk to each other.
“Oh this boy looks so cute but why can’t I talk to him” although she wasn’t trusting any boys but her heart would tell her that this boy seems to be a good boy. So she used to leave an offline massages for him in order to contact each other and be friends. One day they both were online so their conversation started.
Boy… how are u and how did u added me
Girl… I’m fine thanks well I was bored last week so I randomly added u.
They started questioning each other and she asked him have you got a brother or a sister he answered I have 5 sister but no bro. She reply but I have 2 sis and no brother. The time of Salah came and she had to pray and she asked if she can leave the conversation and pray but he was surprised that she prays. After she did her prayers she asked him why were you surprised when I said its time for me to pray? He reply afghans who live in foreigner most of them are not religious.
Weeks passed and one day she was so excited.
Girl… You know what
Girl… I have a new baby sister
They kept contacting each other even though he had exams on that time but he would still take out some time for her. At the same time he would study for exams.
Few month later they became best friends and one day he told her that he like her but she didn’t understand what does he mean by like. She called her best friend and told her he told her that he likes her but she doesn’t know why he said this because he loves her or just a simple like.
Hey dude … he told me he likes me but I don’t know what he means by that.
My Friend… ha ha stupid liking is the first step of love I think he loves u.
She also liked him but she needed time to know him more. He was so innocent and respectful boy she had ever meet. They became so closer and their friendship turned to love after a passing of time. She didn’t know much about his family and background but however she loved him and thought he is a right person for her life partner.
For every relationship to became stronger and trust worthy it needs time. Relationships are like building a house. Some relationship ends fast because it was build quick and the foundation was not strong enough but some relationships last forever the reason is that the foundation which that relationship was build was strong. The foundation of every relationship is trust, promises, honesty, truthfulness, modesty, respect and most important thing is a true love. Be the kind of person you would like to be with. Some people come into our lives, make footprints on our hearts and we are never the same. People are lonely because they build walls instead of bridges.
She always wanted someone who is respectful and modest towards girls. Someone who is honest but she never saw any boy with those qualities in him, she only saw those qualities in him. Even though she faced so much hardships, impenetrability and tests in life however she knew that when Allah tests you, it is never to destroy you, it’s to teach us something in life that we do not know. When he removes something in your possession it is only to empty your hands, for an even greater gift. She learned so much from those test and tried hard to become better Muslim.
Now they know each other and they love each other a lot. She has a full trust on him more than herself. Even though they sometimes have argument for some Issues but their love is strong enough and they are a smart people to find the solutions. No matter what we face and how we act towards it but it shouldn’t affect a person’s trust and love in relationship because it’s so hard to make one and takes a second to destroy it. This was a good story. It’s sad that it takes a long time for people to understand values and life. We as people are so consumed with our own lifestyles and duties we have made for ourselves.
I miss him more then he could ever know, I often ask Allah why did he have to go? I fell in love and he means so much to me, if he could look into my heart then he could see. I found something so special and it is for real, being without my love is so hard to deal. I'll be here waiting until I can be with you again, because not only are you the love of my life you are also my friend.
I just want to tell you,
I think of you every moment of the day.
And how much I love you,
Words could never even say....
I just want to tell you,
I love you with all my heart.
I wish for us to be together,
Never shall we be apart.
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
Love is a wonder
shared by one another
it's the only reason
I'm not six feet under
Love in which I believe
in a will to sustain
I give back to life, now
in dormant states of pain
The power of Love
may not alone be enough
locked inside my dreams
escape only from above
higher than any human being
has ever gone before
I must have evolved
rise above hate, great once more
My Father taught me wisdom
I am imprisoned no longer
now an beast not of burden
I am no lion, I am stronger
on my shoulder sits twin dragons
long awaiting the day
evil forces come forth to
take what Love is left, away
A Hero of Love light
are what the world needs
angels, not demons
exist where ever you believe
follow your heart's direction
and you shall achieve
objects of affection
rid of materialistic greed
My bright energy
has awakened to a fire
never consuming the source
as the flames just grow higher
that is the desire
of a product we call Love
Fear, the counterpart
what I was once made of
I am slowly learning
how to win when my peace
is harder to sharpen
so I have given my pen leave
the sword has its uses
I must say I believe
to vanquish the evil
in the minds too diseased
to serve any purpose
except their own selfish ones
tomorrow a new day
in the clarity of the sun
where we two are now one
and one done now does
bring about a great change
lit by the righteousness of Love.
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?
Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?
Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?
Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.
And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.
I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep.
Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.
And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.
God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.
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-
The unrealistic acts we put on to manipulate one another, living and sleeping with active minds. The act of evil smelling over the surrounding, guilt brightly sparkling on our visages without pardon we step on one another. Our beautiful, merry and precious planet loosing its sense of beauty in an inadequate manner but still we cannot see what our lives are seeking for. We need love and understanding we need one another for a better living. Let’s start from a good angle to land on a better scale it’s for our own benefit…The world is our world but does not belong to us, as we are here for a reason to also always have in mind that we all going to depart one day. What’s the hatred for those it worth it? Literately lost and mislead but physically hurt, its see able that we are leading our lives to what we don’t want hurting one another for no basic reason. It’s seen at a certain point that we sometimes wished to know how is it like after life but the reality is death
The ways of life are beyond the sound of the tongue, harder and softer than what is seen and felt. Life took its birth through pain It’s the pain, which gave birth to beautiful creations. Life is incomplete, without the pain since, the pain teaches to actually accept, the pain with a joy as the longer we deny the existence of pain, love shall not behold. depressing it is, to deny existence of pain as the pain actually gave birth to life. Life, which is in a soul, comes through pain and agony , which is the true meaning of life. What we feel is not what we know and what we know endured to what is to come.
Sad it is that nothing seems right but why? once memories of the past sorrowful invade. When it all retaliated to nightmares and hollow, just then when the sound rhythm to a melody of nausea. Reality, justice, happy living known spoken but not valued. Too much expectation can lead to self-destruction, vandalism, greed and temptations. Life is a lession to be learned, as love implies.
In belief that religion took stand in order to complete missing pieces of all acts towards faith for worship of anything that was considered superior to understand. The belief of a religion consisted of trying to appease and show royalty to the Supreme Being. This resulted in performing rituals and keeping traditions to earn goodness. Such has been maintained to establish courage in result towards self-confidence. Today as we are still on the merge of our great ancestors these has become a chronicle that we have learned to respect and follow throughout our livings. Which moralities appeal the governing of human affairs. We have pledge to its Conscientiousness in order to show respect to its origins. This as well signifies a particular clan that shares one mind towards their belief. Humanity found its stand.
The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
'Love you allah time'
Tell your mama make you mine
Go out, dance & dine!
To be a slave to God
Be blessed with a good ending
That rose to the sky
To drink out of the hand of the Prophet
To be accompanied by friend and Farouk and Osman and Zubair and al-Jarrah and Zaid bin Affan and ....
Ondhar that to your face cream
I do not know?
Now it is dark and I suddenly wake
I hold your hand praying to our Lord:
Leave his hand close, So I can take
his soul to the place of our concord,
Where his dreams are not mislaid,
He is my husband, I am his maid.
As he sleeps with a peaceful smile
I touch his lips with my fingertips
This is our kissing and for a while
His breath will die upon my lips,
Heaven was with me all the time
since his bliss and mine did rime.
Silence has spoken
From the roaring of the tides
God is a river
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.
Don't be blind
Don't be deaf
The land is our land
And the life is our life
We can live together
In the empire of God
What is the avail of the violence?
What is the avail of the war?
Let children to play
In the empire of God
One heart is enough for love
One flower is sufficient for peace
And one smile is enough
To express happiness
And one land is enough
For Palestine and Israel
What is the avail of the violence?
What is the avail of the war?
Let souls to wander and swim
In the kingdom of God
Israel and Palestine
Two souls in one body
Don't be blind
Don't be deaf
The story hasn't ended yet
All of us are looking for the end
And the end it is the peace
And the peace is the message of prophets
And the title of everlasting love
Read in the heavenly books
Read in Torah
Read in Gospel
Read in Quran
The peace and love in Moses's heart
The peace and love in Jesus's heart
The peace and love in Mohammed's heart
The blind hearts
Never bring the peace
And the burning eyes
Never see everlasting love
Jews are our uncle's sons
We call them for peace
And the everlasting love
And the peaceful coexistence
To all honorable people
For Israel and Palestine
In all temples
God is everywhere
Allah is for all
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.
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
Life is a creative
A dance with
A non-sensical Mystery
Extending through and beyond logic.
Nothing holds it at both sides
Yet here it is. (There it is)
Names have power.
They say Allah has 99 names.
My lover showed me
How if you look at your hands
The lines on your palms
Create the Arabic characters
For one and eight-
This makes 81 on your right hand,
and 18 on your left hand;
Their sum is 99.
Names have power.
You may better understand something by
Understanding its name.
The word Christianity comes from the word Christ,
meaning anointed one; the prophet.
Judaism comes from Judah, who was the son of Jacob;
the Jews are the descendants of Judah. Judah also means "praise."
Islam means peace, or accepting the natural way; accepting God.
Names have power.
How we name ourselves
Reflects who we are.
I name myself
Names have power.
My lover calls me
Habeby, my love;
Rohi, my soul;
Taebny, my sweet pain;
(31 December 2012 – 11:50PM)
On the last day of 2012
I am indeed feeling the agony of abandonment.
I even talked to the moon and sea about this.
I don’t know what to do to take as nothing exist.
Ya Allah help me to convince this someone that I never said lie
Don’t dwell on it anymore.
Let be the understanding of love be the one to suppress hatred.
I don’t love hatred
Carry not my love with a sigh.
Let it not drag your steps, pull you from behind.
Weigh not your heart with guilt and regret;
Grieve not over the good and bad Allah set.
Let my love fall on your shoulders, light as a moonbeam;
Let it be a faintest blush of colour on the canvas of your dreams.
Let it be a breeze that ruffles your outstretched wings;
Let it echo every note you sing.
I shall remember your smile
As I count my miles.
I might stumble, even fall --
Pray for me but do no more.
For such is my love for you,
For it runs pure and true,
For there is One who
I love more than you.
When the passions of this world come to fade,
We shall meet in a far better place --
On a day when there is no shade but His Shade;
When through the Fount of Abundance the faithful wade.
When the Promise is delivered
When we are gathered among Believers
I shall search the eyes of Strangers
I shall come to you as a Stranger
And I shall love you far greater.
I don't know if you realize it or not,
but, as we have discussed previously,
the connection between us,
is rooted in what Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala
put in our hearts,
and in contact.
Subsequent to my previous
attempts to communicate
with you on this subject,
I have noticed a pattern.
Every other week
I am banished
from your inner circle.
Every other week.
I don't know if you realize it or not,
but this creates a pain
that goes to the inner core of my being.
And it is so unnecessary.
The key to peace,
harmony and happiness between us,
was, is, and will always be
You have so often said
that I am a part of you.
Can you tell me then,
that you do not feel a loss
for each day that passes
wherein you find yourself
purposefully stopping short
of reaching out to me?
How do you think
this makes me feel?
I have adapted myself to many things,
but the thing that I find no solace for
is the loss of your touch.
Please tell me,
What is the price of a hug?
Is it really something you cannot afford?
I do my best to stay out of your way
when you are working on something;
I do my best to not make myself
an annoyance to you.
I wait patiently for you -
having proven repeatedly
that all you have to do is call for
...or reach out to me...
...and I am there...
So imagine my confusion and frustration
the pain that seers through my heart
when you leave me for days on end
without a single touch.
Wallahi you don't even know
the tears I have cried
longing for and missing you.
If I am being punished,
at least tell me what for
...I can't fix what I don't know...
Tonight you suddenly cared
if we prayed or ate together
wallahi...that made me feel
like a battery operated toy
that can be turned on
and off again at whim.
It's not like that
...I am hurting inside...
and I have silently suffered
without any explanation as to why
you cannot even find yourself
...able to touch me.
I told you how I had missed you
and how I had been crying,
sentiments that seem to have fallen
on deaf ears
...or so it has seemed...
because here I quietly sit...
...alone with my shattered heart...
"What is the price of a hug?"
Thank you god
You are the best
You're a great
You're my faith
I love you My goodness
If I go I won’t tell you.
I’ll just disappear one day.
Like when a cigarette ,which seemed so long,
suddenly has become smaller
and you never noticed it
because you were talking
about the meaning of life
while life was somewhere else
blown away with your smoke
into the sky
and then dispersed
never quite visible again
but still floating on the breeze
hoping to be caught
in a butterfly net
but unable to communicate
except by flying.
If I go it will not be today
but it will be an ordinary day
no one will realise
that it’s that day
that the bird flies
from her nest
to go to a new place
only seeing the deserted nest
my bird has flown
A FULANI GIRL’S COMPLAINT
I carried water. I did all the house cores. I drove and bred the cattle one and alone, singing songs, running and climbing mountains. I milked, sold milk and bought you silk. I ground the corn and cooked your meals. I woke up on the peak of the seasons and carried duties; I did all these to be given to a wild hard-looking stranger like a cowry!
I spent my whole youth among trees and beasts in eloquent silence away from siblings, aloof! I learned and loved God through things that spoke to me, indented, with neither paper nor pen. I wore a strange hat and a stiff piece of cloth that fell on my knees revealing my bony legs; I had strings knotted around my waists and wrists and neck to be betrothed to a wild hard-looking stranger who swept me as if I were a cow for sale, reaped my inward garment and damned my virtue! His words are swords; his horn is a worm that eats in me, wholly!
Oh, Aunt! You fastened my tongue and sold me like Dauda’s slave who would quit me by day leaving me starved, empty bottles and pockets in Gbaya’s tins. Aunt, don’t care the whips, the solitude, the empty stomach, the hands that hurt like electrical cords, but, my aunt, his words are worse than swords and I miss my olden days, the twilight, the humanly beasts I forsook for the beastly human, mother’s looks that hook the heart, oh, I miss my old self!
Galim (Tignère), April 22, 2012
Jaafar Sadig El Waad
I do not know?
I'll love you if you love in return
You’re the one I want to see. You’re the one I want to hold. You’re the one I want to kiss. You’re the one I need more then anything. Can you see whenever your never around your always in my mind twisting and turning making me into the perfect doll. Oh how I love you. I feel like i could love you to the point it killed me. Can you see how my heart races how every word you say turns me into a bumbling idiot? Don't you see how I create this work of art that so much emotion then it de before and don't you know it all because of you. If I could ever say anything it that I’m so thankful your mine and I never want to let you goals their something wrong with loving to the point it an obsession? No not in this time, not in this life, not in my heart no. So let me say I love you with a gently kiss. Forever even until after death let me love you and in return love me.
I am Your soldier.
I am Your fighter.
I am Your servant.
I am Yours.
We will fight for love.
We will embrace all.
We will serve Your world.
We are Yours.
As soon as they come; they leave
As soon as I open my eyes; they vanish
The Ghosts of my past fight the angels of my future
Or so I see it
Faith they said, had grown week
So much so that even
Ten shots of elixir felt meek
Or so I believed
Time claimed alchemy
I simply bowed
to whoever showed,
The power to prove wrong in me
It was a long voyage
Horizon seemed like an eternity
The alchemist continued to row
And I continued to bow
‘Look up’ he said
So I did, and so I saw it
My cheeks felt warm
The breeze felt soft
As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw his work
Indeed! He spoke of the truth
Watching the bright golden truth, I stood
Making its way from up above into my room
Drinking the elixir, I smiled
Watching me, he took pride
Twisted are your ways, I said
‘Make me proud’ said he and left.
Life is a glass jar almost ready to fall.
Here God stands, hands supporting it all.
We gather around to watch in pacts,
Because we don't have the strength to act.
I do not know?
I wish I was everything to you
And if I was everything to you
How would that look too
Would you judge everything I do
Would you take everything I do in your heart
Would you love my wicked ways just for you
Would you accept me if I tried to open your life
If that would be all that I would be
Then would I be everything to you
That would make us live in heaven
Where I would cherish you above all else
Where I would shower you with God's love
And show you heaven where all things are
If you accepted me as everything
You would be everything to me.
Love eternal is the way to go.
I woke up this morning and I took my breath,
prayed to Allah that I took that step.
Making it's hard but I cooked what's left
and saved the rest for the family
can of peas
that I took off the shelf,
you understanding me.
I have dreams so everyday I stand and freelance styles
it's been the same process sense I was a child now,
I write a song every other day the other days
I discover ways to put a buck in the bank hussling.
We all struggling, financially I hate
to see my mom stumbling loosing her job again.
Forget sobbing when the times get tough,
put in overtime at my job
dimes stack up, it's not enough....listen.
Bills rack up out my checks they take half
I spend the rest on food and music you do the math.
Everyday is like another step taken,
we're in the same boat all trying to make it.
I know it's people that think it's fine where I'm at,
but they haven't seen through the eyes of Iraq.
Suicide bombers take lives they die fast,
even little kids hold knives that slice back
at US militants, orders from Bin Laden
land hold killers even innocents get blasted.
Car bombs go off,
youngen buying bread for mother
gets his leg blown off for him it's so hard.
That life I want no part so Allah
I fight through life writting like I've been
struck by the venom of white vipers.
Might not see the next day the best way
to write until I'm dead face
down shot up from tech spray.
I live and die for the music
it's all love don't try to confuse it.
Until then don't judge my soul, I know
you know the feeling let's roll we in the same boat.
I do not know?
“Proof of God’s Love” (The first Rosetta Stone)
The Rosetta Stone is slab of granite that man wrote one decree in three languages . When it was found it was so amazing and declared one of man’s greatest discoveries…it was the key to deciphering the a lost language of the Egyptians … it took highly trained scientist more than 20 some odd years to painstakingly recover what it said to their best of their knowledge.
This how much God Loves us…a child born between two; first drawn together by the sight of one-another, then sadden when language cannot enhance and insure with words what their eyes, hands and blushing faces are saying, are God's Loving, Living, Rosetta Stone.
God did not want language to be the reason why a person does not have true love…so that's why he gave our children the ability to take in any language spoken to them. They are able to translate and distinguish the difference with proper Grammar and pronunciation with no schooling or effort.
The whole translation would be done and available in 5 to 6 years stress free out the mouth of their gift from God their child.
That is proof of God’s Love…and understanding that is more amazing than a rock someone wrote on…not say it wasn't a cool find…but God is Cooler than anything Man will ever find, unless it is Him.
Written By: Anthony "BamBam!!" Thomas
I'm trying to open eyes ... our lives and the lives of those that are not yet here are enslaved by the what we call life... blind to what realy matter
© Anthony Thomas. All rights reserved,
Youth stray, lost and in prostitution.
Girls were foolish, and Finery Sepehrt.
Men are busy, to raise their children in Tarcn and collect the money race.
The poor suffer, under the free and the loan asleep.
Officials asleep, and in Parliament laugh.
Scientists are ignorant, for the development of the nation Sakton.
Professor works, knowing the source of raindrops.
A disgruntled student, a fugitive of Education.
Tramp crying, tears of silence grumbling.
Poor calls, and rich does not care.
Clueless asks, looking for a planet science.
Author: Omar Hachmi
Love Or Something Like It
I have loved your for the moment I met you.
From first sight I knew I had to be in your world.
When you first spoke your words enveloped my heart.
I saw the light with in you shine with such radiance I felt I should shield my eyes.
You spoke of the world and what is should be.
You had no idea what effect you had on me.
Your world soon came to include me.
Allah only knows how I made it this far without you.
Now we live as we are one.
Allah knows you are my only one.
Life is so lovely and blessed, Allah the exalted is surly the Best.
What a beautiful life we now have.
You are the best I have ever had.
We have an eternity Inshallah, to bloom and grow.
If only I had words to show.
Show just how much you make your run wild.
Show just how much my soul is at ease.
Show just how grateful I am for you.
I live each day striving to be the best.
The best Muslim wife, mother, lover and friend.
Allah knows I do not want this life of ours to end.
I spend every moment thanking Allah for the gift.
The gift of life, love and happiness.
You are my world, my heart and my soul.
With out you I am sure I would be no more.
With every breath that I take, I love you ever more.
You are my forever love.
My husband, my friend.
I will fight by your side to the very end.
Everything good in this life is from Allah.
Every blessing I receive I thank Allah.
COLLISION AND DIVISION
Oftentimes when two worlds collide love blooms from the burst
And good grows from the seeds of the worst
But sometimes when those same two worlds collide
It’s because one was honest but the other one lied
One can concoct falsehoods to get what they need
And one suffers from the other world’s neediness and greed
One is needy for affection and love everlasting
But when those two worlds collide stand far from the blasting
Dynamite itself can’t damage a soul more than a belove lost
And one world's eye’s redden when the other is double crossed
Liars hide the truth with vows they never mean to keep
And their hardened hearts care not when the other world will weep
“I promise” “I vow” “I swear on everything your world will accept”
While the other world moaned, groaned and woefully wept
Alas the sadness and regret is universally wide
Because that’s sometimes the result when two worlds collide
© 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
LIGHTS OUT IN THE MENTAL WARD I WRITE THIS STUPH NO ONE GIVESACRAP ABOUT, LEAST OF BY LOATHESOME TWIN BROTHER WHOM I HAVEN'T SPOKEN TO IN 18 MONTS BECAUSE EVERY TIME WE GET TOGETHER HE FORGETS I CAN KICK THE CRAP OUT OF HIM....THIS TIME HE FORGOT AGAIN AND HAS REGRETTED IT FOR THOSE 18 PLEASURALBE MONTHS....OH, BUT THAT'S ANOTHER POEM TO BE UN-READ BY MORE THAN 9 1/2 PEOPLE WHO READ ME.....MAY ALLAH DUKE IT OUT WITH JESUS, LET JESUS FIGHT IT OUT WITH SATAN AND I WANT TO BE THE REFERREE
(To women, esp. those who care)
The lights have all gone,
The torch lamp’s weary
To drive darkness
Darkness is eternity!
Light your candle
In order to bequeath
To the humankind
And be saved!
The seclusion unbearable
O come woman
Come noble creature
To console the suffering
By the soft sound of your voice
Your turtledove voice
Speak when you come
That Chinese I like so much
Come when the winds blow
Come when trees crawl
Come when birds sing
Or to loving mates are calling
Come when I come
Let’s come together, all our life!
Oh, the night and the torch lamp
O at a dark night of a rainy season
At Elobi for a forlorn student
O my Allah give a woman
To care for.
Yaoundé, June 29, 2002
poetry is the
between the words
poetry is the
She is a Nobody
as am I
should we never
Khalik Khalik Khalik Khalik Allahu
Malik Malik Malik Malik Allahu
Moula Moula Moula Moula Allahu
Rabba Rabba Rabba Rabba Allahu
Allah Allah Allah Allah Allahu
Allah Allah Allah Allah I love you.
Allah Allah Allah is the all’s Guru
Allah Allah Allah Allah I love you.
Allah Allah Allah is the Old and New
Allah Allah Allah Allah I love you.
Allah Allah Allah is the Most Cando
Allah Allah Allah Allah I love you.
I feel invisible. And Christmas feels like another terror crisis for families. I design
every city, feel no pity for this except, and can't travel and have romantic sex in the
cities with my princess Jaclyn. I will make the Da Vinci Code book come to life as
I read out loud at any (crowded place.) I will prove why the United States of
America is invincible, how I make all people and products possible. Can display
any where, we are in my supervision, which is a controlled environment. I am a
super power who created the best super power country, I have and continue to
bless North America. We are one world divided by religion. So we are still
divisible. Anybody who knows the english language should be able to tell nobody
chipped in to create the language and titles of companies. The rhymes, the
articulate ways to play with sound. Only one person could do this for the reason
of trying to reach you. All I can do is play with tv and family. Only if I had allies
there would be no defects. I hate marketing our life spans. You can believe or if
not, you just sided with the devil when youdon't believe, and I hate to make
people decide on their lives. Example is suicide.I hate to be evil. Need money to
get out of my house. Its lame to see people blame. This is not a game, I want
change. I am royalty with not enough loyaltists. If this persists, people will keep
on perishing. Allah is allowed to have a career in reality, since I am the most
creative.. All I know is I is he, he is I. I even
created the aloe plant. We can start to heal families, and I prove I gave all "Family
Ties". I build on what I build. The world is mine. One day it will be ours. If read
this I wouldn't wait till my ressurection of making the future making cycle ,
beacsue I don't feel comfortable. I hate to create insurgents, I created the internet
to reach the world. I designed the internet. You bet its a playhouse,like Wynmoor
on Cococnut Ceek Blvd. I get illusions from the word conk=cock or (count.) I get a
scroll or dimensional pop up before me of the pearl of a girl. Love handles really
means for drawers on furniture. Don't pull love handles but put you weight on it,
like railings at banks and Disney World. I made the design of slang for the
reason to rap it up. People are using the wrong words which makes our lives
miserable. I would like to progress, but still no progress of reply. All I need is one
mic, and money to come out and play. My souls' sold on dvd's and cd's around
the globe! Its a goddy god world."
To My daughters Loubabatoul Koubra, Halima Saadiya and Maryam Jamilah
A knock on the door
Shouts from the inside
All the three running
To swoon over my knees
Laughing my lovely
The gate to paradise
The gift from
My lifelong model.
I do not know?
Peace, is the message that they all teach;
Peace is the message they all preach.
We've read it in Bibles, Korans', and Scrolls alike.
You would think, by this time, earths' people would've gotten it right.
The bombs keep dropping on countries without care.
Done under the banner of fighting terror.
Children are burning and dying in bed;
they are killed as their evening prayers are leaving their head.
We have been taught to turn the other cheek;
however this message seems not to be, take mercy on the meek.
We've been taught to go without asking why;
we go proudly, proudly off to die.
For what? Is all I can ask.
What will we gain, for safety we have not.
Towers may not be falling, this is true.
However, lets not forget a man tried to kill with a bomb in his shoe.
Why not just put down our swords;
and disband are gun wielding hordes?
Why don’t we focus on helping the weak?
Be a guide for nations that seek.
Preach our message with care and love.
However; man seems to prefer preaching with might.
Whoever kills the most, surly is right.
I pray to God, Vishnu, Allah and Yahweh too;
oh please teach your followers to stay true.
To love thy neighbor, and enemy alike.
To love your creation with all their might.
Please I pray to you, save this world;
because all that is left is you.
We have thrown all or our gifs away.
Gone forever, under a pile of Hate.
I do not accept that all people are bad.
I do believe that a better world could be had.
I pray we will no longer fight evil with might.
People will learn that understanding is right.
I fear however; our time is neigh.
Unless Christian, Jew, and Muslim are able to stand side by side.
"And the times of this ignorance; God winked at;
but now, commandeth all men, everywhere,
to repent! (Acts 17:30)
Interesting it is, what gets printed
in the fine print on the other
side of a Business card
especially on those cards that
you considered flippant and flipped
them into the jockey box, or
slid them under the pile
you keep on your dash
seriously, how much is the thought
worth? that one which came
from the card presenters mind;
I suppose it is a write-off or that
he or she makes more income
than I; curiously enough, I have
a card and it is my online handle
my call out to name in print
is Michaelw1two, simple for sure
"when there is something strange"
flowing through your brain...
who ya gonna call?" presently
what is your purpose?
Is it "special"?, does it have leg?
can you get a handle on it, or
grasp the asp of it, or do you really
give a shite? You might, if you
want to live; in my universe!
personally, I care, however; that is
not my point, you are conjoined beings
i.e. both flesh-terminal and
spirit-eternal, are you wearing a capuche?
no doubts about this; you spend most
of your daze, sittin, shitin, pissin, dissin
diggin... your own graves!
responsibility, all yours, remember that
"free willin thang? Can you hang...
your heads in shame now?
I am guessin nope! That you are still
those mentally hopped up on your
dopa-minded attitudes about your self
interests and more focused on the
point of your noses; poseurs plenty
you all are! I'll bet that when you
wish upon that star you think that
star is you! blind little savanna monkeys
you still be! listen to me, give thanks to
the big guy, for allowing you to yet breathe!
I do not know?
I took my spiritual walk, with no one to talk to exposed myself, Cleaning up, cleansed
up, went through chemotherapy cut my hair, walk through the valley of death without no
fears, everyone turned they back on me at my lowest point, had me going to bed in tears.
But since since I represent the one, Allah he said rise you're not going out like this my
son. No more hole, no more lump, your healed. I'm clean , i'm thankful i'm on Jesus team,
he's much more than a prophet. People backstabbing, abandoned me, calling me crazy, lia
and say they love me but can't pick up the phone it's all good i'm blessed. I live above
yall, while yall struggle, and guess what since I walk twain with Christ I still love yall.
The entire palace winned my heart, Nicely carved infrastructure, rounded dome at the top,
Ignoring out of frame, entirely My eyes tried to just crop.
Seeing at the small window pane, A girl standing nearby,
Was busy talking to someone don't know why?
I got astonished looking at her beauty.
Blue eyes of her, blushing chubby cheeks like apples,
Dazzling beauty wearing a long flowing gown in purple.
My wings flattered when she resembled like an angel down the lane.
Felt like heaven touched my heart,looking at her sparking smile.
For the moment felt like I am a needle and she is the thread , weaving our life together.
Hey lord, She vibrated my nerves!
On the grand day, She weared golden musky gown flounced with its shimmering appearance.
Later Somebody cald her as a palestial queen, I got surprised.
Her sweet and simple appearance, ghoshhh her image got penetrated into the deep space of my soul.
She was so kind, deep down persona.
She festinated and utilized her every segment of life beautifully.
Her dynamic personality, down to earth,
Her nature,her calmness, thanks lord for giving birth.
Hey Mother Mary, thanks for showering lovely fragranced petals in my life!
My heart got clinged to the seven wonders of the sky.
God had spended his entire life for making this blissful lady.
My eyes sinked with her thrice,
She was beaming positively through her eyes.
But financially I wasn't strong.
Nobody would have accepted our relation.
Mentally I prepared and cudn't rebel.
Feelings disposed, parallelised my heart.
My eyes lasted on her till occasion was over.
Ohhh thiest, You made my soul thirsty, You made my life empty!
Though I strived hard in my heart for you to be mine forever,
But destiny didn't connected us together.
Nowhere in these birth I will be blessed.
Ravishing rose my heart lay down in pain.
With her essence life was aligned perfectly.
No doubt I am damn gonna miss my hearty crush.
Hey God, may you unite us somewhere in next reincarnation!
o seeker read these words and weep
for thy soul so still asleep
as yet unawakened to
this world of love divine and deep
o seeker hear these words and sigh
thy soul and god are ever nigh
divided by the doors of mu
unopened 'til the day we die
unless by dint of effort one
may bring the doors of mu undone
enjoying thus enlightenment
ye lama, sufi, saint or nun
what is the point of seeking this
when life is won by kill or kiss
and pleasure reaps its own reward
why bother with eternal bliss?
yet the mystic path endures
the sacred flame divine allures
the love of truth and wisdom high
even though all love injures
o seeker fill thy heart with joy
all pain dissolves if thou employ
the wisdom of which masters speak
to each and every girl and boy
o seeker fill thy mind with wonder
if ye hear the sound of thunder
understand the lightning strikes
to split the living tree asunder
for if the living tree survive
rent to the heart exposed alive
what might it say to bears about
the bee, the honey and the hive?
so can thy soul be struck by love
from below or from above
when the bolt is from the hand
invisible without the glove
ember in the hearth of home
star of truth high in the dome
hand of divine destiny
pearly shell become the comb
mother earth and father sky
long ago created i
living songline living still
o seeker dost thou wonder why?
o seeker pray and meditate
live and love and contemplate
render naught to worthy not
raise thy children true and straight
o seeker sing a soft refrain
perceptive be and still remain
turn the blade of vagary
with harmony for love to reign
is life through which we fleeting pass
a grain of sand inside the glass
or the eye that sees it fall
compassionate despite the farce?
how great the beauty so sublime
of poesy replete with rhyme
harmonic of the simple truth
transcending bonds of mortal time
i heard thee calling from afar
ahura mazda avatar
keeper of the sacred flame
sent through the doors of time ajar
thy silent voice so sentient
spake words of wisdom and lament
once heard in kingdoms of the rose
still written in the roses scent
simple message yearning for
one open heart from evermore
light on water musical
perfumed garden, divine law
Crossing the big fat bridge,
I reached to the land l wondered ever,
Seeing the amazed beauty l got shakened fever.
Well cultured and seemed as if grown under certain ethics,
Distributed peace made them easier to work in metrics.
Hey jesus, what an awesome place to live in!
I was overwhelmed the moment I saw,
A large and lovely castled mansion on the east coast,
Twinkling eyes of mine and my heart got toast.
A king's palace which was designed beyond my imagination,
Architect person had given pure justification.
Surrounded by river aside, kite raised mountains, Palace blossomed,
Colourful dancing fountain around, The herald sparkingly bloomed.
Yah Allah, these mesmerizing creativity had blessed this earth!
Palace weared the golden ornamental coat,
An absolute monarchy floating on a water like a boat.
Gleaming lights intermittently around, seemed as if a palace Headed a diamond Crown.
Viewing the entire palace, thirsty eyes filled with passion,
Hey almighty, Hug me in this lovely creative palace and keep me under these beautiful sheathe, because my craziness reached its peak!
Palatial furnishing, interior design amazed me,
It was my dream to experience it atleast once.
Lovely ambience made me feel excited.
Hanging Coolen designed lamps, falling multicoloured rays, ignited the entire palace.
Felt pity when l heard that designer hands were chopped,
King of ajmer has dismantled dreams of poor and later badly he dropped.
Ohh lord Buddha, why such inhumanity?