As attention is released from food
it heightens magnetic mood
lucidity descends kinetic
discernment ascends aesthetic
ideas caught, nothing goes naught
Body cleared from excess toxin
channels widen spilling more options
downward floods idyllic inspiration
upward goes my motivation
observation sharp for superior creation
Food for body is not food for spirit
fasting increases angelic visits
feeding mind so cordial with verses divine
such a clean sacrifice makes
my stanzas exquisitely explicit
Time spent preparing meals
godlike used for lyrical poetic reels
layers we spiritually allegorically peel
seals ink with rhymes and rhythms
ecstatic rhapsodic colourful prisms !
You fasted me
not with cruelty,
but with absence.
Our conversations became measured portions,
carefully rationed silences,
until even my name
felt too heavy to serve.
Once, words flowed without counting—
laughter spilling past midnight,
questions lingering like warm hands.
Now I sit with echoes,
taught to swallow pauses
instead of replies.
You withdrew with discipline,
as if I were indulgence,
as if closeness required restraint.
No argument, no farewell—
only the sudden practice
of less.
And I was left drying in the quiet,
wondering when affection
became excess,
when presence turned into something
to be limited for safety.
You did not starve me of food,
but of being known.
And that hunger—
that one learns slowly,
alone.
If you want to last without lust, fast—
Break the hunger of the flesh by choosing what will last.
When the body shouts loud and the soul feels weak,
Silence the cravings by strengthening the meek.
Lust is a fire that feeds on desire,
It grows on neglect and burns ever higher.
But fasting is water that quenches the flame,
It humbles the heart and reorders the frame.
When the eyes start wandering, longing to roam,
Call your spirit to the altar and bring your heart home.
For battles of purity are not won in the night,
They are forged in the daytime by walking in light.
Fast from the screens that poison the mind,
Fast from the voices that tempt and remind,
Fast from the idols that promise delight,
Then feed on the Word that gives strength to fight.
Fast until hunger bows low to your King,
Fast until your spirit learns how to sing,
Fast until holiness becomes your desire,
And purity burns like a sanctified fire.
For lust is defeated when Christ is embraced,
When flesh is denied and the heart is retraced.
If you want to last without lust, fast—
Choose what is eternal, hold firm, stand fast.
Early Summer Haiku Edited
ripening cherries
hanging on trees in daylight~
bats feasting at night;
at morning sunshine
wastage and garbage on ground~
harvest hopes shattered.
Does the feasting of a little cat make a tiger strong?
Does the fasting of a tiger make a plump kitten weak?
Is fasting a righteous rite? Is feasting morally wrong?
Isn't the cleanliness of the heart something one should seek?
Jesus feasted with people and fasted in quietude.
He viewed each being, with a spectacle of optimism.
Pharisees did vice versa, with a cynical attitude.
They were not philanthropic. Their tap root was dogmatism.
We fast, Johanians do too, they trumpeted. Why don't you?
Self-righteousness, like Banyan roots, had deeply tugged at them.
Jesus brought a wedding scene before their distorted view.
Do guests of the wedding fast when the groom is at his helm?
Why patch old cloaks with new ones and fill old skins with new wine?
With new canvas, paint, and brush, why don't we make new design?
I did not know that we were trendsetters
Going for hours without food
I thought we were just poor
Fasting, no caprice
Burning without cease
I kneeled
Under words of peace
God’s graced to release
Sins healed
I heard words to deice
I said words to unleash
Veil peeled
Saints’ hands were a shield
“Praise the sun to wield
And kiss
Light and flames to yield
To have your lost soul sealed
In this”
Sun welcomed and healed
Dove came to this field
Of bliss
A thread as Christ wished
Robes to reminisce
Soft fleece
God hugged me in this
Black gown of bliss
No crease
Lifted from abyss
I received the kiss
Of peace
In deference to her Father, she did not complain.
There was no look on her face that showed any pain.
It was a bit of a sacrifice, but she was totally willing.
She kept to her daily routine, her soul gently filling.
He has done so many things for her, this was okay.
She fasted without sharing the fact, this was her way.
It was between God and her, no one else needed to know.
She was able to march forward with joy, that this was so.
Fasting suited her fine, it was the least she could do.
She owed him so much, this was no big deal to Sue.
She is a pious woman, who wants to give back to her King.
The Father who frankly has given her life and everything.
RAMADAN
Gone is ?????
Here's the month of ?????
The month of ?????
The month of ?????
We become ?????
We feel ?????
But never ?????
We worship with ?????
We hear ????
Soothing to our ????
We hear ????
And wish that ??????
Was for every ?????
Muslims in every ????
Are proud of ??????
For it is among the ?????
Of this beautiful ?????
Have a blessed ?????
@Clempoetry
She’s fasting today
Not doing copying and pasting
Big SIGH...
Because y'all know the what,
but you have ABSOLUTELY
no concept of my why.
And, I don't have time to explain,
because... I'm FASTING!
From your misunderstandings,
and your misguided attempts to "help".
From your busy body concerns,
that would be better directed to your whelps.
It's NOT about weight loss
and, it's NOT really about food.
I'm FASTING from lack of control,
and that, Sugar is a whole mood.
I'm not here for senseless debates...
I'm FASTING.
Your trifling gossip either,
because I'm FASTING.
Your backhanded compliments?
I'm FASTING from that too.
And, if that's how you roll,
you might wanna consider
FASTING from that too, Boo.
That means...
I'm FASTING from your ,
so that I can better focus on my ....
and for me to do that,
my focus can't be split.
So, your petty mess?...
I'm FASTING.
You topping off my stress?...
I'm FASTING.
You got the "tea"?
Well.... unless it's pertaining to,
HIS grace, everlasting...
Don't bring it to me,
because chances are,
I'm FASTING.
Fast in forgiving sins
Fast in gaining rewards
Fast in taking the way to Heaven
Fast in protects from the fire of Hell
Fasting makes pale with God for bending for his commands!
knock knock
its me who chase your greatest enemies
i am the one with no rival
i am the one that pushes you to Ar-rahaman
you can find me anywhere in the mosque and the Islamic center
from sha'aban to Ramadan
i unite the Muslim ummah
i am your best friend Ramadan
marhaban! marhaban! O Ramadan with joy we welcome you as our guest
the month of fasting, Qur'an and taraweeh
doors of jannah are open wide
the devil is chained up
evil forces are disposed
the hell is closed
you feed my iman
you can see the vastness of the ummah
teaching us to grow from
our spiritual adolescence
battling with our souls
you mend our hearts and give us tranquillity
solidifying our bonds with our creator
the night we spend in taraweeh prayers prepares the soul for redemption
let's not forget our less fortunate brothers and sisters
the devil losses and we win
some don't have food for suhoor and iftar
we have to ignore the devilish whispers
when they are in pains we're in pains regardless of the distance
let's give our assistance to the Muslim ummah
we're asking for your mercy upon us
to be admitted into your kingdom Ya Allah
@bint__abdolrahman
Ramadan Kareem
Alhamdulillah,
The crescent moon is sighted
The dawn of another Ramadan.
In these Four Weeks of mercy,
30 days of worship,
720 hours of Spirituality,
43,200 Minutes of Forgiveness,
2592000 Seconds of Happiness,
May Allah accepts our good deeds,
Forgive our transgressions and sins,
And ease the suffering of all peoples.
May the great Allah shower our paths
With light and knowledge!
May Allah always guard us all
Throughout our journey in life
May the great Allah fill our lives
With health, wealth and joy
May Allah infuse in us courage.
Courage that will help us all
To triumph over the adversities of life.
May this Ramadan enlighten us;
Clear our understandings and judgment
Between right and wrong, truth and false.
And may be teachings of The Prophet
Sallallahu 'alayhi wa sallam
Be our guide through out this holy month.
La ilaha illa l-Lah, Muhammadun Rasulu l-Lah
As-Salam-u-Alaikum
GHOPS
My throat feels sore,
A thirst that need to adore;
A needless bore,
Amidst the heat within my core.
Happy Ramadhan ...
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