Best Muhammad Poems

Muhammad Ali
Taunting with poetry,
His opponents he'd zing
As he danced 'round the ring.

There once was a boy Cassius Clay
Who dreamt to be greatest some day
When then in a bout
One punch in the mouth
On the canvas poor Liston would lay

Worse than Liston's performance that day
Were the lyrics by Robert Goulet
"Oh say can you see, by the dawn's...

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In dreams
i am always lurched by soothing zephyrs
      across the lovely streets of Medina
  
   Searching thy footprints
     in the pious dust
     ya Rasool Allah(s.a.w).
 
  Every night i sleep with a hope in heart
   ...

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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...

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He could float like a butterfly
Sting like a bee
He was the greatest
Muhammad Ali

(Today is his 70th birthday)...

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''little boy looks down 
splashes into deep waters
dawns a hero''...

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My hands are tender
I laugh with my own
Death I own life nothing

Others fear my friends
I talk for hours with my death
Do not fear my friends

You cry when I sleep
Death knows and understands
Men and their few words...

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Boxing heavyweight king, Muhammad Ali,

was quick and strong, but also used psychology.

He'd let himself get pummeled, giving foes false hope -

like to George Foreman in Manila, his first "rope-a-dope."


*Rope a dope is a technique that Ali perfected when he 
beat George Foreman. By just taking a beating to his
stomach as he leaned back into the...

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Love and Follow 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...

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I take your look most seriously.
Seriously.
I take that look furiously.
In my journey I be.
Waiting at the finish line I imagine time after time.
Inside wine after wine bottle 
With each key stroke
I wonder 
What you will think.
With each love
In each moment
Its simple to you
But not here
Its easy for you to love me.
But I only know I...

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Prophet Muhammad is the
Sweetheart of the world,
He is like sweetheart of God!...

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==>Part Two of "Why I Love God's Prophet Muhammad (SallAllahu 'alaihi wa sallam)"

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...

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Muhammad’s daughter danced through the night,
skirts smoothly swirling with her moving.
Cool colors coalescing under moonlight,
iridescent eyes sweetly soothing.

Many who sought her had pedigree.
All whom Prophet Muhammad rebuked
awaiting sign of her destiny,
silent suitor of proper repute.

Ali sold his shield to pay the mahr.
She danced her way into history.
She earned her place, proved the Shining Star,
in doing...

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Muhammad Ali is who he is,and who he can "Only Be": And Casus Clay is the name his mother named him at birth as he perpetuated into "The new name of "Muhammad Ali".Muhammad Ali floats like a "Butterfly"and "Stings"like a"Knock out "Heavyweight Boxing Champion ""Paralyzing Bee".His opponents after being knocked down fall on their bending...

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Breezy mind
And sparkling eyes 
Dwindled him in the upper  skies
But HE was right 
Where light above light 
Recited an Ayat
Allah (SWT) is alright.
A leader of the leaders
For the all times
Led a night prayer in the mosque 
Of Baitul Muqaddas
HE was kind 
In dealing with others
Met the messengers 
Who were coming past 
Exchanged greetings 
And chatted...

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I knew him first as Cassius Clay,
“The Greatest,” as he claimed.
His many titles proved that he
Was accurately named.

He “floated like a butterfly”
Yet he was brash and bold.
He stung opponents “like a bee” 
And left a few out cold.

Although a boxer through and through,
You might say to the core,
The one place he refused to fight
Was in...

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