Creation Allah Poems

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Details | Elegy |
Reality is lost and I fear…
That someday, somewhere so near…
I will fall amongst the people so dear…
I fear…that I’ll just be another one…
Another one lost…

I wonder what the cost of my life is
not to get political…
But I want to know what the cost of my life is
Is it money, is it land?
I do not own any of them, I’m just a simple man

I remember, when I ran across your land…
I remember when I kissed my grandmothers hands…
You ripped me away from her, from my home
You took me away from my heart, you took me away from my soul

I feel helpless, I feel low
It’s hard to play along when I know, I have no role
I have become a slave.
After all the love I gave.

When I look at my country, people I want to save
When I look around me, people I wish to change
It seems like a hard thing to do…
When the world around is bigger than you

To the fools who dare murder in his name
When God gave us life…
He warned us, only he can take our lives…

Oh Syria, my home
Oh Syria, my all
Oh Syria, what did they hurt you for?
I am Proud to be your son…

Copyright © Zeki Majed | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
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 | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry |
And the westerly wind,
Will blow a sea of waving grass
And the sea's fine mist 
Will breathe drops like dew
And the sinking suns
Will cloak the sky's horizon
And the moons of Autumn
Will beckon the golden fertililty of the harvest
And the violet tinged edge of night
Will cry for the white bursting of the stars
And the carved thrust of the mountain range
Will challenge the forever yielding blue
And the hovering tunes of the dawn's awakening
Will mimic the lullaby of my dreams

Copyright © Jennifer Cahill | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme |
Yes as inspired by great poet Brian Johnston, I retitle this, ''God's kind of  poetry.''
Glorify the Great
Awesome artist of nature
Author of the universe,

Glorify God
for beauty infinite,
For the markings bedecked
for the striped and the spotted,
The mottled and the dotted
for the gold bedecked
for the glint 'n' glitter bespangled
For the fawns speckled
And other animals dappled.
The cobras bespectacled!
Variety in flora and fauna.
His creation's so beauteous
whether it hath markings
or be it plain,
it's all simply wondrous.

But for God's sake, let that fur
be left solely on its owner
for poachers don't own it
nor do they the python's skin.
So hunters and poachers beware
Unless nobody does care
 any longer
if beauty be extinct!

Opt for other options 
for your pillowcasing eiderdowns
Don't strip the feathered fauna
of their fine downy gowns!

Be ye cautious about culling or killing
Let no blood be rapaciously spilling
So forever humanbeings may admire
God's stippled effects on animals
And His ripple effect on river canals!

Copyright © S.zaynab Kamoonpuri | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

It took a while
Years indeed
To figure out life
Death and mans human greed

Like all good things
Effort and many blooming springs
Tears from mountain tops
Into valleys green where love brings

God is simply the human voice
That sings of sadness or rejoice
Music from the human mind
There is nothing as humble and so so kind

Now some would ask “but I can not sing”
Gods charm comes that you can hear the echoes ring
A singer needs an ear to hear
So you see, we are all God if we choose not to fear

This is why many man made Gods exist
In the minds of the religious only theirs is true
God knows its about love not any religious view
So remember to rejoice and sing no matter in what pew

Do no harm to your fellow man
Break bread with those who have no lamb
When a guest knocks on your door
Sing a song, the voice of God for sure

Is all that merciful hearts will understand

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2017

Details | Lyric |
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 | Year Posted 2007

Details | Free verse |
I am the maker of miracles a real spiritual man waltzing through shadows as they pull me back in I know I must escape them any way I can I know the way out like the back of my hand It's just me and the maker together, he and I I told you God is in me you just thought I was high talking with the Zeta's they tell me just why everything has an ending and the old me, must die I'm Calm as a bomb in the eyes of a storm they stare upon me as if I've been warned turn me inside out as a goodness is born I wear my battle scars so stars know I'm war torn When the gift of life is freed from inside the fire starts fading then the anger subsides like the great phoenix, I go back in time a miracle is born and now that I'm revived in my new life, I shine.

Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2013

Details | Haiku |
left hand wrote this line 
right hand writes most of the time
I'm ambidextrous

Copyright © Tony Driskell | Year Posted 2014

Details | Prose Poetry |
I tried writing a poem tonight about the moon's brilliance. It was huge, as it was pale; hypnotic in its rise. The sun's reflection made me think of my own depression because I could see the moon's geography and its mountainous expanses. The darker shades of grey highlighted an elevation untouched by man's wishes. I had a sense of my own biology and its fragility. Like fine China placed in boxes void of upward pointing arrows, my warranty became null and void because of packaging and stacked in wrong directions. The molecular dust, mixed with rust, the ore and iron shavings, I could feel moonlight settle in my veins and I yearned to be a part of the universal order of detachment and attraction. Wishing ocean waves would wash over me as I fought the pull against my toes from lunar confiscation. A sea's toll, the sand that disappears from underfoot, admission into the deep. In my being, I felt all the knowledge Britannica had to offer, and then every answer fizzled away with evaporative tenacity and again I was left wondering about my place in this world, when a few seconds before; I swore, I was sure. The poem ended up being scrapped because no arrangement of words would've compared to witnessing the moon being painted on a deserted horizon and seeing His paintbrush come to rest on an easel.
No, my words wouldn't have been equal.

Copyright © TS Lewis | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |
Some complain of snow

Some complain of the cold

But what falls from the sky

Is much more golden than gold

Blessings from the sky

Yet we turn a blind eye

We instead express our disgust

When we could turn our sins into dust

We could pray to alleviate someone’s pain

But instead we scowl and frown on that rain

We could thank God instead of making a fuss

(It’s not like He’s throwing rocks down at us!)

A time to be grateful,

Yet we just complain

We could be making precious du’aa

For major beneficial gain

But it’s easier to grumble

Roll your eyes and shake your head

You may regret not taking advantage of this

When you’re long gone and dead

Don’t delay being

Grateful to your Lord

Let your heart live out

The ‘alhamdulileh’ word.

Copyright © Aya Salah | Year Posted 2013

Details | Verse |
The ear may love before the eye.
So we were told without a lie.
I heard Malaysia was a pearl on the shore.
I saw some pictures people would adore.
I heard stories that would the soul lift.
I think Malaysia is Allah's amazing gift.
At last the ear and eye settled there.
How lovely was the stay, how rare!
A lot of rain around the year, so many greens.
So many lovely birds, so many lovely scenes.
With beautiful  moves and songs to captivate.
And cause the heart and mind to contemplate.
Everywhere I walked felt like paradise.
People living there were all very nice.
I once had a shower in the pure rain.
I heard some say “he had no brain!”
I laughed out loud and felt insane!


Copyright © OMAR JABAK | Year Posted 2017

Details | I do not know? |
I am not me
You are not you
I am you
And You ate me.
We are the ONE.

Copyright © Moom Rahaman | Year Posted 2016

Details | 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

Author Notes
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,

Copyright © Anthony Thomas | Year Posted 2014

Details | Couplet |
Oh Allah! I told You I'm in pain
You said: "do not despair of the mercy of Allah." 
                                                        (Al-Quran 39:53)
I told You nobody knows what is in my heart 
You said: "verily, in the remembrance of Allah do hearts find rest."                                                               
                                                        (Al-Quran 13:28)
I told You many people hurt me
You said: "so pardon them and ask forgiveness for them"
                                                         (Al-Quran 31:59)
I told You I feel I'm alone
You said: "we are closer to Him than (His) jugular vein" 
                                                          (Al-Quran 50:16)
I told You my sins are so many
You said: "and who can forgive sins except Allah? "
                                                          (Al-Quran 31:35)
I told You do not leave me 
You said: "so remember Me; I will remember You."
                                                          (Al-Quran 21:52)
I told You I'm facing a lot of difficulties in life 
You said: "And whoever fears Allah, He will make for him a way out."                                                          
                                                           (Al-Quran 65:02)
I told You Oh Lord! I need hope
You said: "Indeed, with hardship will be ease."                                        
                                                           (Al-Quran 94:06)
I told You I have many dreams
You said: "Call upon Me; I will respond to you."
                                                            (Al-Quran 40:60)
I told You to give me just a little but for sure, oh my Rabb!
You are the best, You gave me everything...

Alhamdulillah... and I know I'm never alone!

And now...
May I, Oh Allah, be among those who have succeeded!
                          Allahumma Aameen!!!

Copyright © Hussaina Azgar | Year Posted 2017

Details | Imagism |
Water for land,
Land for plants,
The plants for animals,
The animals for people,
The people for God,
God for all,
A world for people,
Where the God is the king,
No people going to God as King!

Copyright © Muhammad Safa Thajudeen | Year Posted 2014

Details | Senryu |
Some say very cute
Some others are mostly mute
Complex route to you
April 13, 2016

Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |
Love with nature is bliss of life,
It misleads all dread of life.
When Clouds appear in the sky,
When beautiful  birds Fly.
When florets bloom and wane,
Allah can only create them again.
When sky shed tears,
Afterward rainbow appears.
Palatial buildings shift into ground,
Pond in nature Allah`s manifestations are all around.
Love with nature is bliss of life,
It misleads all dread of life.
Asma Bashir

Copyright © Asma Bashir | Year Posted 2018

Details | Ballad |
Through the storms and the pain
When naysayers curse his name
When you think that you're down and out
Talk to him and he'll work it out 

Cause hes a counselor a healer
Whenever you needa...
Conqueror to lift you up
Just call his name

There's an overwhelming joy just in his name
Praise and be faithful he'll end all pain
Fall on your knees there's a guarantee 
Believe me...believe me!!!!

Copyright © Eduardo Posada | Year Posted 2017

Details | I do not know? |
They ask where is God,
If there is no God then the universe would be flawed!
Do they see the sun still? Does the sun have brain to move on its own?
Then who controls the sun and moon and the earth from his throne?
Don't they see who controls the flow of river.
Don't they see who orders the rain to shower on human and plants and who is the giver?

Don't they see who controls the rain,
If it continues to pour down on earth who is there to maintain?
No human can save you, only God can send the help if God wants to 
If your earth continues shaking from earthquake and destroy who is there to undo?

They think human who don’t have eyesight from birth are blind,They don't see the creation of the lord,
Still they ask where is the miracle of God? 

Who put a life in a human body which is made from clay?
How to give a life in a human body no scientists can say!
Who created the barrier which divides the two-different sea?
Who made the different taste of water between Atlantic and Mediterranean Sea?

Who created you from dust then from a sperm-drop,
Who gave life in the water of a man and then made him top,
Who made you from a leech-like clot?
Do they find any mistake of the creation of the god?
People who have eyesight from birth and can see are hard to find.
They cannot see their own Bactria, parasites, and where memories stored

Don't they see differences in thoughts of twins even God created in the same womb
they have separate minds and ended up in different tomb.
Still they ask - "how can we believe in unseen?"

Indeed, at the day of resurrection it will be clear what they used to expel.
God shows miracle to those
only who praise God and only the ones who God chose!

Copyright © Farhana Akter | Year Posted 2017