The most popular newborn male’s name in Israel in 2025: Muhammad
I guess that’s what happens when 'Jews commit genocide'
They start giving their kids Moslem names, don’t they
~ Any other fraudulent claims you want to accuse Israel of today?
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If you doubt the truth of line one, please, please fact-check to your
heart's delight.
To make sure that lines two and three are clear: They are written
as total satire; They are completely and unequivocally untrue!!
The population of Israeli Arabs - that's right: Israeli Arabs who are
full citizens - while only about 25% that of Jewish Israelis, is growing
so fast that Muhammad is the most popular name for new baby males
in the entire country! Amazing! (Some 'genocide,' eh??)
I’m fighting sleep like Muhammad Ali
Was up so late that it was early
Was listening to music new and old
New Years Eve filled with glitter gold
I was drunk on piano melodies soft
Guitar solos lift your heart high as loft
Song words like hors d oeuvres for my ears
Eating feeding my soul through the years
2025 has left the room by moon
2026 is like a red flower bloom
Opening my eyes with anticipation
A year of hopes and toasts celebration
The knee-higher
feelings that are displayed are not feelings but atoms; the subatomic part being that its heart, this knee-higher, is located in the mind or the dexterous venders and ventures of reading and writing personal stories of literature. The knee-higher is only an apparition, a thought placed into the minds of Man, of what its seemingly harmless, innocent veering thought of making a peanut butter sandwich can leading to global hunger or a Holocaust.
oh, vay, it be man that hold THIS fires, this knee-higher, of silken flesh and bone, being only a phantom of the Dream, and a warrior of Ruin to behold...!
Every Companion is a star at the sky of that Prophet
Every tradition of him is post of heavens and the earth
To be his ummah is the holiest of dignities
Full of lessons each of his nights and mornings
Behind him left his marks on the path of paradise
Next to him Abu Bakr whereas Omar is at left resides
More than thousands carried that blessed starboard
Some stabbed a sword and some spread the holy word
It was a destinty that this case will reach to day of wrath
What he recited was compassion and guidance
What he ruled was complete justice
When wanted he wouldn't reject, he was the most generous
He didn't leave neither gold nor silver
To the mankind Quran was his inheritance
The man who has no imagination
has no wings…
- Muhammad Ali
…………………..
They waddle clumsily
on webbed feet not fit
for treading sand
and their folded wings
just add weight to impair
their already awkward gait.
Pelicans are made
for air and water, being
landbound leaves them
deprived of grace.
Sometimes I flounder
like a grounded pelican
on the mud flats of myself.
Dragging my body along
I make for a sorry sight
until I remember I have
the power to imagine wings
and then, with perfect grace,
I take flight.
The Eternal Ember
Decades are passed, an embrew slices Earth's chest
And countless Energy invests
It blooms
Bamboozles doom:
Decades past
In search of and at last
Pause and steadfast like mast,
It is swaying and living
It's breath giving
Spreading light and delight
Catches might and cashes bright
Twitter positivity in melancholy
Singing joy and cherishing cheerfully
Saying goodbye to pessimism
She is the flame of optimism
Guarding like boundary wall
A spirit stands by at her side
It covers her and clicks in her glide
And in thick and thin, it stands tall
Decades pass
A flame flames
Light in thick darkness
It lits and brightens chaos.
Firefly
We were sleeping on balmy nights
Blinds were awakening in sticky October
People were waiting and whispering during the flight
Mob was ecstatic and somber.
Sylph, a beautiful nymph emerges from nowhere
She rushes and lushes everywhere
She fused folks around the globe
She knows how to handle the mob!
Glowing with grace and dignity
She wears the mask of purity
She is the little princess of another planet
People call and admire her rarity.
Sometimes she seems like the butterfly of words worth
Sometimes she is the song of autumn of Keats
Sometimes she is lyrics of Shelley's wind
And sometimes, she is the Muse of Earth.
Her aura is majestic and ecstatic
She is the unheard poem of Romantics
People name her Tajallah
She is the oxygen in universal law!
Telemachus
Ask Telemachus!
Penelope is aware of your grief and glow,
Go on, don't feel low
You are her beach
Fly high and across every breach.
Ask him:
She lived with you in Ithaca
Wanna see you in Makka
Where there is a rift
Pure air always lifts
The sorrow of uncertain lot
And you never caught in the fret and fever of any sought.
Ask him,
She brought up thee
And don't be a flee
Swing like eucalyptus in the air
Be rare and don't fear.
Ask him
You are the bright ray
An undiminished sway
Go and grip the intangible way
Come and click don't delay.
Ask him:
You are the light
Glow and flow
And don't feel low
The world is full of foe.
Innocence
Once,
Met with an image
Masked in modernity
Walked in purity
Smiled in serenity.
I stopped and reckoned,
There was a river
Flow like giver
Soul and body
Amalgamation of Chastity.
I acknowledge
There was simplicity
Wrapped into somberness
Dignity
Packed into Seriousness
Vanity
Dressed into richness.
In a world of darkness, despair, and wrong,
Came Muhammad (PBUH), with a light so strong.
Guided by Allah, the best of creation,
He brought to hearts a pure salvation.
With justice, mercy, and words so true,
He showed what faith and love can do.
Idols shattered, ignorance erased,
By his hand, the path of truth embraced.
Sent as mercy, unmatched and kind,
A beacon for every soul and mind.
O Beloved Prophet, your light remains,
Forever in hearts, your love sustains.
Muhammad, chosen by Allah to lead,
A humble man with a heart full of creed,
His words, a guide to all in need,
A mercy to mankind, indeed.
In the land of Arabia, he was born,
A light of guidance, a hope forlorn,
To worship the one God, he did adorn,
And from idolatry, he did scorn.
His teachings spread like wildfire,
His message of peace, love, and desire,
He conquered hearts with his soft attire,
And made the oppressed feel higher.
A man of integrity and honor,
A just ruler, a compassionate donor,
He spread love like no other,
And made the world a better harbor.
With the Quran as his guiding light,
He led by example, with all his might,
He fought for justice, day and night,
And always stood for what was right.
The legacy of Muhammad (SAW) lives on,
His message of peace, not gone,
A shining star, until the dawn,
A mercy to mankind, forever on.
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
to meet you
and in the morining i wake up broken and fragile
Ya Rasool Allah(s.a.w)
In the chills of night
I search thy reflection of beauteous face
in the moon
During day i kept on staring the sun
Ya rasool Allah(s.a.w)
As i write thy exalted name
with all emotions
My whole being dissolves in fragrance
Ya rasool Allah(s.a.w)
My heart melts with thy remmembrance
and my soul feels heavy on your seperation
Searching thy light in the chambers of heart
Ya rasool Allah(s.a.w)
You are the light of my eyes
and joy of my heart
and i always hear your blessed name
in my chest
Ya rasool Allah(s.a.w)
(Prequel after Poet Em Em)
I won't bend /yes i won't - never
I won't fall / never i won't
Even though my name is tied around the apron of ail
Tell them - I behold the protector of fever
That walks upper whiff above the soil - & is seen.
I'm one of the soldiers of God - but not in green camo.
I fight war - yet never hide under greens / I shoot bullets but not with guns still it spits fire.
I'm one of the party of Muhammad /not in a golden garb /but I sew myself uniformity / wear myself the same unity that sleeps at our feet 5 times daily / just to take a gift home.
I'm a buyer from the Rosul
Whose soul cherishes good
He's the seller
Whose faith & creed I bought
Sold it to God
& He bought it a golden price.
A SUN ROSE IN DARK ERA
WHO PEOPLE SAYS HE IS A HERO
WHEN WOMEN SIMILAR TO SAND
HE GAVE OPPORTUNITY TO RISE HAND
GOOGLE ANSWERED TO WHO IS THE GREATEST?
BY NAME MUHAMMAD IS A PROPHET.
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 with each other
HE had seen many things on his way
Such as torment of the Jahannam
And the happiness of the Jannah.
So, breezy mind
And sparkling eyes
Dwindled him for the all time.
Holy Angel named Hazrat Zebraiel (As)
A trusted companion for the all messengers
Was with Him upto Sidratul Muntaha Square.
Now, There is no barrier
No worries, No mourning
Only friend for friend
And the friend for friend
Comes close to each other
And starts transmitting messages
Year after year.
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