Sonnet Allah Poems

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...

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My bears' beard came in when I turned eighteen.
I dipped my audacity in manhood
and it spit me out like sugarless tea.
The trenches near sent me...

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People hurt the heart in Thy world
As they know utmost it bleedeth
Ways of desert all are blood curled
Lonesome lass Thy hand there needth
Lord my Lord!...

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Dear Reader, 
I have studied the Qur'an and it says in 24:31 "And they should wear veils over their bosoms, and not display their ornaments...

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as you want

non-existence,
yours,
beautiful/old/beautiful/ugly/young/ death woman/
madam -
it does not make any difference,
It doesn”t

tell me what you want, how you want,
- if it makes you feel good
make...

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Songstress
by Michael R. Burch
 
for Nadia Anjuman
 
Within its starkwhite ribcage, how the heart
must flutter wildly, O, and always sing
against the pressing darkness: all it...

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MAL AND JAY GOT MARRIED AND HAD 2 BABIES....

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A veil of darkness eclipses my glare
And the star beams surrender in dismay
My whispers ascend in fervent prayer
Unfolded awe to my soul finds its way.
A...

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NIGHTS IN BOSNIA-HERZOGOVINA - 1995
We love you death, and welcome all you're not;
no love, no hate, no failing and no gain,
no fighting for the things...

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BOMBERS AND BUTCHERS
Don't worry little girl, you need not cry,
we know your tears, and feel them every one
and all too well, though many more will...

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DON’T FEEL FOR ME

He didn’t choose to Victimize Me
But it so happened
That when He was settling “everyone”;
Putting everyone through
In our anticipated Due Time
Through what we’ve...

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DEATH OF KING HUSSEIN  
      February 7, 1999 Amman, Jordan
Uncertain wings, Hawk of the Qureish fly
out of the night...

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Simply said, my dear, stars cannot punch skies   
but stab with little pin size tears-   
a blue-black canvas painted with suns’...

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I stand behind the curtain,
My story is making history,
My name all over the village is stain,
I am trying to say I am sorry,

My friends and...

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SARAJEVO ROOTS AND LEAVES
From where all hate comes from, the roots are strong,
but never to be known, forgotten by
the branching of the tree, through right...

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