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Mosque Poems - Poems about Mosque

A Boomers Late Bloomer

Skinny in youth thick in later days
Champion for truth despite delays

As a late bloomer in thought process
Born to a baby boomer and so blessed

Believed in God but didn’t get much church
Felt so odd how the church clicks work 

Rather open to explore other fuchsia faiths
Went to the mosque just couldn’t be great

And with Buddhism she

Categories: mosque, america, appreciation, bereavement,
Form: Bio

Obsidian Mosque

I'm fading away to oblivion
Fates lead me to having a heart made of obsidian
Shatters easily but cuts deep
I'm feeling so weak, I can't believe it's been weeks 
Since we last had the chance to see 
Each other, its tearing me apart
You're about to be my baby mother, and I don't know where you are
We met

Categories: mosque, loss, love hurts,
Form: Free verse

Mosque Kettles

Because of mosque kettles,
Mama stay because
Grammar loves you, 
I will sell for a billion trillion dealion peppers
Tricked for a thousand years, 
Ask Babangida or Buhari,
They dine at the throne and palace,
While we pay subservience at their feet,
We went in with tools,
Came out with rules
With His sons,
Drank holy communion,
Which healed them of Corona Virus

Categories: mosque, abuse, africa, anger, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Mosque Cowed Covenant I Keep Putin Off

Mosque cowed covenant I keep Putin off...

and withheld broadcasting
the following communication
tucked away these many years,
when president number forty five
donned, jump/kick started, and tweeted
thru his musky, albeit flabby mantle,
a rallying cry forewarning onset of Mag(m)a
bubbling, gurgling, lobbing, and spewing lava
against backdrop of his trumpeting vitriolic
political preservation, salvation,
and veneration, though with hold

ding temptation tomb mike -
(make) pence

Categories: mosque, absence, abuse, addiction, adventure,
Form: Rhyme

Midnight Mosque

In translucent silence
sapphire-capped minarets
stand like ardent rose buds
under glint of a firefly moon.

Gone are birds of day
like ruby breasted dawn
spilling ashes of roses
on a saffron horizon,
rhododendrons and azaleas floating
up high to burnish
the mosque's ghosted towers.

Through night's brisk lapis
the hushed teal dome bides
wafting apple breezes
as walls and turrets lumber,
shielding the tiled plaza
until morning steeps the landscape
in

Categories: mosque, color, imagery, night,
Form: Ekphrasis

Friday Prayer At the Mosque

The holy sermon reverberates
     across the mosque
I see rowdy boys in uniform fooling
They gather in cliques at the back row
And what radiates from their vicinity
an aura, that makes the lord's home 
akin to a playing ground
where ungodly names are tossed around
sounds of trivial chatter, left and right
just an exasperating game 
of

Categories: mosque, allah, faith, god, islamic,
Form: Free verse

Inside a Mosque On a Friday Prayer

UhUhUh! Even cattle on sunny hot days 
Feel suffocation 
Inside windows-doors-shut sheds 
(yes! i have seen it, how their eyes bulge out and redden, 
And they take deep sighs, 
And look perplexed in fear.)  
And no one! no one! minds it, here 
In this huge crowd! 
Even this arrogant hands-raising-high 
Moulvi... 
Oh! I get

Categories: mosque, satire,
Form: Free verse

Mosque Crawlers

CIA & the NYPD’s got a thing for hassling those who
get down on their knees to “pray” to one kind of
fiction, as opposed to another---
in Jersey, 
they got a way of always being around when
Jersey muslims are trying to dwell in a specific delusion
on their own, whilst good ol’ christians get nothing of the
sort---
saying that

Categories: mosque, life, religion, violence,
Form: Free verse

The Imam Runs Only To the Mosque

Will you break off with me,
my beloved,
morsel for morsel laddu*?
My dream doesn’t come to me, 
my bed is divided,
my heart – dry,
fire is rankling me.
You’ll regret,
my beloved,
if you taste it –
outside it’s sweet
inside – bitter.
Twice more,
my beloved,
your tear will run fast
if you pass me by scornfully.
In my chest
I wear a diamond of snake,
a lion-hair on

Categories: mosque, love
Form: Free verse

Absolution's Font: Mosque of Ibn Tulun, Cairo, Egypt

Await the zenith of the sun,
cross clay courtyard a beckoning
barefoot walked, heartstring undone,
Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning.

Soundless clarion of tears fall
toward absolution’s bright blessing,
within the domed sabil I call...
Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning.

The fountain's dry, but not my eyes
sounds of grace rebound, amazing,
Amazing Grace, sang such as I
Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning.

We

Categories: mosque, adventure, allegory, angst, devotion,
Form: Kyrielle

Mosque Controversy

I'm non denominational. I practice no particular religious faith.
My religion is plain and simple: Love, Don't Hate.
I can't understand for the life of me
all of this "Don't build a Mosque close to the 911 site" controversy.
Muslims as a whole DID NOT launch the 911 attack.
It was carried out by a bunch of religious, fanatical maniacs.
If

Categories: mosque, political, religion, religious, freedom,
Form: Rhyme

The Man In the Iran Mosque

Afghan Afghan wearing an Afghan

      leg lifted high

            a pissious 88 salute

          and drenching thirsty

Categories: mosque, angst, political, sad, war,
Form: Free verse