Creation Allah Poems | Examples
These Creation Allah poems are examples of Allah poems about Creation. These are the best examples of Allah Creation poems written by international poets.
Without Allegiance War Defeats Itself
Thousand Oaks California hate speech and hate crime
In passenger seat of crime as war
"Do you want my ex change"
Driving away from store front
Attempt of beauty in cowardly defeat from racist feminine face of propaganda.
In America
As American
What was not your families crime in creation of you
Identify yourself formally
Thus production as matter in universal law prevents how?
Unfinished student a financial crime of origin.
Jericho's Ballad in Walls waits for stencil?
Courageous hatred waits in your god given talents
I will seek you even in my darkness
Cause that way I won't be totally lost
Bit by bit I'll find my way
And with time I'll be by your side
I will sit in your refuge
And wait as long as it takes
Cause I've seen your works
And each is beautiful
I will sing your hymns
Cause it soothes the soul
As I hold my prayer beads in one hand
Going through prayer and solemnity
I will speak of your works
And of all that you've done
So that your creation bears witness
To your presence even in our despair
I will seek you even in solitude
When it's just me and you
So that I can know you deeply
And marvel at how great you are
The PO£T
God created universe for the love of Muhammad
Created sun and moon for the desire of Muhammad
Said be and was universe, written all from start to end
Recited Quran as a whole, for the glory of Muhammad
All saints had come, to mosque their faces daubed
Said word of testament, for the noor of Muhammad
Companions had conquered, next ones emulate
Eight heavens laid out, for the love of Muhammad
At skies birds flied, montanes and stones watered
Trees gave fruit, for the love of Muhammad
Infidels had come, from him they took faith
Prayed five times a day, for the love of Muhammad
Jonah praised cause him Quran praised
Remember and say Salawat, for the love of Muhammad
Written by Dervish Jonah
Translation Honor Su
Why does the sky keep falling —
but never fall?
Each dusk a slow descent,
yet it never shatters.
How do planets remember
the path their fathers walked?
No traffic signs, whatsoever!
yet still, none collides with the other.
Why do clouds — swollen and quiet —
give birth to rain,
already full-grown,
ready to kiss the earth?
Who whispers to the raindrops
which road to take?
Which village to visit,
which river to fill?
How do babies breathe underwater,
in secret wombs,
wrapped in fluid,
unafraid, untouched by drowning?
Who painted the sky blue —
and not red, or pink,
or gold like morning fires?
Why does it never peel?
Where do plants sew their green?
And who assigned them
a uniform so consistent,
a badge of life?
Who taught the birds
to weave with twigs and time,
to shape cradles from wind,
to fold shelter from nothing?
And the sun —
who tells it when to burn,
and when to blink?
So many questions,
so few answers.
But still,
the earth turns.
The sky holds.
And I —
I stand in awe.
by Davie Kaliu
Oh Allah, I marvel at Your power divine,
No pen of mine could ever define.
You’ve crafted the universe flawless and grand,
From Your perfect laws, I take my stand.
Every creation has its destiny and way,
I’ve found no flaw in what You display.
The heavens, the earth, the mountains, the seas,
Life and death—all by Your decree.
At Your will, tears can flow from the blind,
Stones may fall as rain from the skies.
Floods, storms, and disasters of every kind,
Begin solely by Your command to arise.
Your power is boundless, endless, supreme,
We are but a fraction of this vast dream.
Humble yourself, see how small you are,
And make your brief life beautiful, near or far.
3s
Thank You God
Thank you, God, for your love and wisdom. Even in moments of doubt, I tried to keep my faith discreet. Many times, I felt the weight of my sins, knowing that conscience is not just a guide but a compass. I speak for myself when I say that each day,
I struggle with the inevitable tasks and the pain inflicted by evildoers. Today would have been his birthday, a bittersweet reminder that evildoers cannot harm us for long if we believe in your power.
I have come too far to let regrets weaken me. I am too proud and too strong for shame or regret.
Please, always come to me when I am in doubt. Keep shining your light upon me and keep my mind healthy.
My vision is clear, and I know my children will be happy and safe. I will fight for daily strength to move forward. I will adhere to your words and find rest in your guidance. You know me better than I know myself, and I love you, Lord.
Your mercy never fails me.
I grieve for others more than I should, perhaps being too mythopoetic. I am mortal, a giver by nature, and proud of the choices I have made.
I am who I am, black by nature, and I embrace my identity with pride.
Standing there wearing
Baileys holding a Glass
of Cognac I notice your
time piece Kremlin findings
as you calmly approached
my shyness I recognised
the untimely gesture leaving
my quarters knowing full
well beruit was near you
offered yourself with no
strings an yet bombs sounded
throughout the night time
air I was taken an yet
startled King we were taken
to stone slabs draped with
teal fabric peppermint oils
garments of silk I wore you
into the night while we
cringed with fright the town
emptied the tower tumbled
I kelp yours smile in view
as your body crumbled into
the rumble of yesterday I
awakened to the sound of
the sun rising in the east
as I returned to blood
soaked carnage absent
from heaven remembering
only your touch your warmth
your illuminated essence burning
my soul whispering dasvidanyia
from Russia with love
(Dedicated to Sniffers.)
We are All animals, humans too
every One of us, me and you
God breathed life into Adam and Eve,
into each creature. Atoms unperceived
The animal kingdom is the Kingdom of God:
A harmony without heirarchy, below and above
All dogs go to heaven because all of us do,
every Soul returns to the Creator anew
I love to travel
here and there
today I took the highroad
it was empty and bare
not a single car, bus or taxi
no hikers
most certainly no poets of credibility
I have learned the highroad
to be void of all traffic
just little old me
with my linguini penguin, a bot or two
my trusty algorithm from India
why they might say my story is
the wizard of artificial intelligence
in the land of Galilee
You and I are so much more
Created in Adonai's likeness
Perfect, rare, priceless and special
Unique, extraordinary, gifted and talented
Called to complete a mission an assignment filled
With adversaries, temptation, adventure and victory
You and I were given the freedom of choice to be a part of history
To be written into the next generation story
Whereby we gave the Creator glory
What an extraordinary story for the next generation
To hand down praises, worship and thanksgiving
To the Divine Omnipresent, Omnipotent One who created all living things
You and I are forever striving to be our best
Always willing to complete and part-take in every earthly test
Trusting others to instruct and guide us through every trial
Emotions, feelings, anxiety and fear
I agree sometimes this calling doesn't seem fair
But isn't it right to say, I will rather be called and chosen than be exempt and exiled from YAH Heavenly Kingdom.
Craving sensual thoughts
hidden melodies created
mastered performed through
necessity I’ve become to
explore the nature of you
the way god made you just
for me how you balance the
arch in my back the nape
of my neck man you are Mann
created by god to respond to
my beckon call reaching deep
into the mild mannerism of my
mind as I want to lead an yet
you are man I am woman my
every movement controlled
by god’s thoughts of me the
purity of my desire completely
designed for man in gods own
image I am yours take me
according to your will as I am
creation holiness within mankind
shared solely with the Holy Spirit
my heart sings the desires of man
I look at the earth and all the space, of your divine creation I see a trace.
I pray to you Lord of Grandeur, to grant us wisdom and life secure.
We seek your mercy and generosity, without your bliss we remain in poverty.
Who else but you has all the will, to raise the dead and heal the ill?
When lights are out and all asleep, in who but you my faith I keep.
When doors of hope close in my face, I turn to you and seek your grace.
For the day we meet I do long, in the halls of heaven where we belong.
Where in houses of light the maidens dwell and all the evil shall perish in hell.
Saleh Ben Saleh
Forged in silence
Birthed heaven alone
Why did light spread its rays?
Poem about the Silent One of Light (the supreme God) from Sethian theology.
stay free,
enjoy life.
free yourself to fly
whichever path that you'll take.
you are in charge, master of your own fate.
you fail,
try again.
life is like a box --
box of anything you wish.
wish and want, dream and drive
until you succeed.
forget about failing
keep on going.
if you don't have a timer, keep cooking
until it's done.
Father, My lord, The Most high you watch
over us all even as a baby intertwined in our
Mother's womb. you know our every thought and
what we have conserved in our hearts. You're our father
our lord, The Most high you continue to forgive us of our
sins and haven't constricted against us, and when the world
seems to turn it's back on us, you will never give up on us.
Our Father, The lord, The Most high we love you. You always
with us all near and far.