Honor of two universe
Master of all prophets
To your love i am candidate
I put down my life and my head
The Sultan, The Evidence, The Reckoner
The Alive, The Alive, Allah he is
Nightingale of garden of truthfulness
Rose of the four righteous leaders
He is Abou Bakr supreme of saints
Pioneer of all Sublime lovers
The Sultan, The Evidence, The Reckoner
The Alive, The Alive, Allah he is
First of Allah believers
Ali the king of the valiants
Moved with the bright faith
Broke the Khaybar's gate
The Sultan, The Evidence, The Reckoner
The Alive, The Alive, Allah he is
With the love of those ones
Make your body dissolved
That Hasan and that Husayn
Pioneer of all Martyrs troop
The Sultan, The Evidence, The Reckoner
The Alive, The Alive, Allah he is
Written by Mahfi
Translation Onur Ünlü
Zip Zap Zung and Zing
Poem made with a ding
Hip Hop Hulu Town
Word Play goes down
Whip whir twis shou
Shake your boots all abou
Fine time you will have
Fun with most dim and lav
drop off a corn store
Iowa magi show bee fore
bun wag and ring toss
fun with word play keen goss
Zip Zap Zung and Zing
Buy in bulk ding dong ding
Hip Hop Hulu Town
Word play goes down
You’re like a rollercoaster ridin’ through my head,
My heart beats out my chest I don’t want this to end-
Come teach me how to breathe (resuscitate me please)
Your words are nicotine and I’m addicted to your speech.
Yeah lover
I miss you
They say I
Must
Be
Crazy
And I know
It’s
True...
I’m crazy abou-out you.
I’ll call you every night until you’re sick of tellin’ me
About your day and how you feel (my twenty-question-ing).
I’d wrap you up, up in my arms, until you fall asleep
But you’re too far so I’m in bed prayin’ to Destiny
But lover
I miss you
They say I
Must
Be
Crazy
And I know
It’s
True...
I’m crazy abou-out you.
So I’ll send you all that I have (the heart sewn on my sleeve),
A polaroid and a book that I know you’ll love to read.
Surprise presents for no reason (I wanna make you smile)
So come baby, give me a chance I’ll make it worth your while.
Mmm lover
I miss you
They say I
Must
Be
Crazy
And I know
It’s
True...
Yeah I’m crazy abou-out you,
Crazy abou-out you
Crazy
Crazy
Crazy...
I’m crazy abou-out you.
Soul knowledge grown thru emotional searches
Eclipses vain ego perches attempts to take charge.
Living should be large from our soul’s core will,
Feeling joy thrill and pain spill, gilds soul’s sheaf.
Allow belief to trigger your spiritual agenda.
Cite déjà vu’s antenna as your eternal soul almanac
To map your experiences predetermined tract.
Ultimate feeling feedback pens your spiritual rondeau
And develops its flow to your truth knowledge area.
Live as the God of your criteria does to you reveal.
Increase your understanding, lest a dealing shanghai
Zealot such as fear, ego or greed tries to take your pizazz,
And stinking thinking unrhymes your soul’s stanza.
Take time to contemplate coolly and truly think about
Iambic thought perfection to sprout your spiritual illuminati.
Oblige the soul-memo heavenly angels constantly demo,
Nudging the human faithful to spirit freedom in Eden.
its goes deep
you pat your feet
its tell
the story well
abou t jesus
how he rose from dust
so many to choose
THE
LOVE OF GOSPEL MUSIC
PUZZLE OF GREAT POETRY
My mum liked poems a lot - loved ‘em
She used to love “Ozymandius” and was proud
To read another called “Abou Ben Adhem”
She would often read them to me out loud.
I loved them, for their message was blunt
Now I find that I still love them and admire
The great thoughts of Shelley and Hunt.
And to be as good a writer I aspire
Or is it simply that I was taught
To do what’s right, never shrinking
And to behave a certain way I ought?
Such poems now easily fit my way of thinking
Their way leads to the future brightly :
Poor people treated rightly, and then
“Nothing beside remains, ye mighty” *
“Write me as one that loves his fellow men” **
Note :
* From OZYMANDIAS by Percy Shelley
** From ABOU BEN ADHEM by Leigh Hunt
The one I truly love is handesome
He is brave
He has courage
He is smart
He is amazing
HIs lov efor me is strong
He is the one that I truly love
He will always be the one that I truly love
His the one that cares about me
His the one that worries abou tme
His the one that likes me for me
His the one that has the most gorgeous eyes
His the one that is always happy when he's around me!
His the one I truly love!
paris,
the daughter of a hotel tycoon,
like jim harris,
she acts like a baboon
oh come on,
you know what you do,
eating a bonbon,
I wish I could say screw you
a dirty VIDEO,
too many to name,
hearing abou you on the RADIO,
it's all the stinking same
a dumb blonde,
who is an idiot,
just like Mr..smith,
wants to get jiggy with it
who cares paris,
who cares if you get hit by a pepsi truck,
here's to you paris,
guess what, you suck!!!!
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