Allah Islamic Poems

Ya Ramadan,  holiest of all months
With luxurious scent of the bitter almonds.
A month of forgiveness and piety,
I proclaim Allah as my God, and no...

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Dad where is your soul?
Is it important, what's its role?
I keep reading of heart and soul
What part of me does it control?

Sweetheart it's hard to...

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As-salamu alaykum, I embrace the Hijab,
A source of comfort, a symbol of my identity.
Worn with faith, a connection to Allah,
His promise echoes: “Remember Me, and...

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POEM: Welcome to Palestine. The land of the prophets and the martyrs. 


Let’s show show some respect, and bow down in humility…
Gaza may be small,...

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Thankful for my creator I praise Her nobody's greater,
The hidden denominator a mystical commentator,
I'm wishing to find Her later I'm traveling slowly but surely,
Learning lessons...

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These weathered hands -
rusted relics
embellished in the
patina of time’s
restless passage

These sinister
metallic arms march
forward, akin to
Third Reich battalions
stomping on
Parisian fabric
with leather boots
hand stitched
in the name of
totalitarian...

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We are dots
unyoked in the astral pencil sketch
disjointed blots
swinging on the vines
pouncing around for residues
epiphanic morsels sprinkled
like salt on gaping wounds

Lo! Look at how we...

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My Stockholm syndrome
crosshatch strokes across my rickety easel
lavish lavender blends of oil and spice
dye this powerless infant
catapulted into a cradle –
the dead center
of a clandestine...

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Plucking my oud's sacral strings
her felt fingers glide across my neck
the goblet drums' frisky clicks
like an oasis nestled in the desert
Persia's striking sonority slices me...

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Tinctures of Tuscan red temptation
trickle through all
of the tempestuous rivulets
in Damascus

The scent of
the nonpareil nectar
torments both the
nearby boors and patricians

They quaff the wine and
leave the...

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POEM: 
My yoke shall remain light
like wings of a falcon in flight
but if you remain anchored,
do not sound the dread alarm when
my burden's fangs sink...

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Tirelessly tapping the ecliptic elixir of modernity
the marionette hurls pebbles at minarets

The rot of this wretched wine vivified his rapturous pith
platting the tombs of his...

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A ceremony of fearful falcons 
Scattered like a school of frightened fish 
Their crooked wings scissored the soaring Syrian sun into slivers, 
Blissfully beating down...

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Upon departure of the founding fathers and their ardor 
Their sons, harboring a love for the carnal self, 
Hastily waste the blood of slain martyrs...

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With the weight of wondrous wealth and worship
neatly nestled in her corporal cavity
unexpectedly, this eager expecting dame
lifting her humble hand in search of clarity
seeps through...

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