Kid naps here, daycare!
Sick babies...About those
Kidnaps are there! Out there!
I wish I could, evocation, dowry!
For an already invested $275 nuptial Tyler Mowrey!
Gaza wall and Tel-Aviv- a , embracing in Jackson Church
Sameeha Azra- eel A and a PEER in peer pressure for air fryer
Is your oxygen an EIN? Bargaining overseas? Playing diplomacy? Daunts in ranting ramps where models stood?
Sometimes, data cable is not that a bad idea, where "inna lillah" is also a cliched Hinda call!
Long she served Holly Wood, May she come true among converts and traveler (pilgrims)
further in optimism in selfless "Sufism" not "Sophism or Hedonism",
Sin and Boon are all stamped with the sense of Shame, where the guilt is sensed after all!
Not a river dredging and to make a parable to river shifting, as no longer helpful!
Helpful and no longer! For once, try in Pickthall!
For the end of the time and the beginning, too
Time impeccable is Timeless Allah (SWT) and the all-knowing and all!
In time He begets not,
In Time He is free from the need of an obgyn,
of that specialty, departmental.
OBSERVE.
Observe what you have never
Observed before..
Observe the water flowing..
Observe the sun rising..
Observe the sun setting..
Observe the colors of rainbow
Scatter in the sky..
Observe the plant
Growing from a seed..
Observe the due drops
Shining like crystals on leaves..
Observe the organs and
The organ systems inside you.
Observe the strength
Of mountains..
The softness of
The clouds..
Observe the comforts
Of earth..
Observe the
Miraculous signs
In the universe..
Mimetic mimicry mimicked the mime.
More than furlong, the entire belonging day long.
Prophet, the proper property, pope prophecy.
Hardhearted harshness tied a fair harness.
Shepherd herding sheep, harder in a herder way.
(A Regretful Mistake)
Aren’t I doing a mistake intentionally,
By living my life as if I were to live eternally,
When death would take place eventually?
Indeed, I am doing a mistake intentionally,
By deceiving myself mentally and spiritually,
When death is a part of reality.
How foolish can I be,
For not accepting death as a part of actuality?
So, when I reach my grave unpreparedly,
Then who would be there to shelter me?
Now tell me, what can be a more regretful mistake than this,
This life is the only chance we’ve got and no sensible person would want to miss this.
It’d be better if we would ask Allaah for forgiveness repeatedly,
And Allaah is Merciful and Forgiving, exceedingly.
...commands a trance,
pulls you into the dance,
he'll sing for the enhances-
playmore fanatics!
He's the sutures and calamity's Casper,
and endemic more than even plasma...
I have the needs,
he the commander,
I have to feed...
Do more than land her.
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
A Peace Poem for Jim Link and Word Hobo:
This close to CHRISTmas what may I say
You two have seen so much, fought so well ...
And for the underdog, Prof. Jim Link, you and I
Travelled the Maryland trails of poetry and "News"
As in Greenbelt News Review (OLDest community paper,
in the Grand Old United States. An honor I wrote with Thee)
And now, you are both uttering "So Long, Adios, Alvida"
I could cry, and hold onto your hand; but the pain
Is what you know intimately, almost as Jesus did
On THAT Cross at Calvary to reconcile rebellious,
Ingrates, and egregious law-breakers (me) with Abba Father -
As in John 14, or even in John 8: "You cannot come with me!"
Echoes of Jesus --- in the good times, foretelling & teaching
As only He could do. I must go so better things will come:
THE HOLY SPIRIT: parakletos, a Helper of the Same Kind!
May the Spirit heal Thee in Jesus' Name, or take over
The driving ... with the celestial wings. Or is it Holy Breath?
Much Love this and EVERY CHRISTMAS I will celebrate without Thy wishes
As a path of fear
leads to fundamental fragmentation,
left-hemisphere industrial-strength domination of Earth,
universally egalitarian
and interdependently unitarian
only in its final lap toward death,
A path of compassion
leads to radical left/right bicameral solidarity,
equivalent in our positive energetic integrity;
sometimes experienced as sacred communion.
In darkest hours rises the purest realization
As perhaps
Nature also loves symmetry.
I STAND-AS I CELEBRATE THE HOLY PROPHET-Salaam
Graciously, I call upon the Father
Series praises I shout out, I stand
Salaam
The joys of the Prophet Messiah
Jesus
O a praise,
I salute, and holy greetings and offer you, I shall stand
I celebration the deities of you the holy prophet.
Selah
I admonish you;
I adorn you;
I greet you with thanksgiving as I stand
Salaam
I praise, a salute, a greeting and a celebration of the holy prophet.
Essentially holy salutary
Words in praise and celebration of the prophet.
I honor you recited, standing up.
Holy Prophet I’m aware, that your mercies are here
Graciously, I call upon the Father, while I stand
Series praises I shout out, so I stand
I salute, and holy greetings and offer you, I stand
I celebration the deities of you the holy prophet.
Selah
I admonish you;
I adorn you;
I greet you with thanksgiving
Praises be worthy, you’re Holy
I praise and celebrate your life, yes I stand, while calling on your name
This I offer, as I stand
Unto you I salute, holy greetings I offer true to you holy prophet, I shall stand
Salaam
8/7/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
(fact contest poem)
The ten commandments are easily broken
By those who should of known them well
It's been broken like bunch a broken wings
Like thieves and devil's and demons and malpractioners
They play they games like scorns and home weckers
Like miserable sinners who assume they way to happiness is by ruin another.
The ten commandments are easily broken
By those who should of known them well
For they do ,that's why the world is at it's hell.
TUNU ISOKIFANI
Kwa fahari najigamba, mataifa natangaza,
Mahari kote natamba, penye nuru hatagiza,
Mnene hata mwembamba, sifa zote namaliza,
Ni tunu isokifani, kuzaliwa Afrika.
Chakula changu asili, matunda tele nachuma,
Chastahili kimwili, cha wengine ntalalama,
Kisotiwa kemikali, huwezi tamani tema,
Ni tunu isokifani, kuzaliwa Afrika.
Rangi yangu maridhawa, watambua walimwengu,
Rangi ile ya uzawa, na sikama ya kizungu,
Raha nakshi kutiwa, na nyeusi rangi yangu,
Ni tunu isokifani, kuzaliwa Afrika.
Wajiona takataka, kutamani visovyao,
Puani vinawatoka, na visokoma vilio,
Amakweli waumbuka, vyawakaba kwenye koo,
Ni tunu isokifani, kuzaliwa Afrika.
Nimetulia Mawenzi, mevuka vingi vilima,
Ni zamu yao washenzi, mizigo kwa wao mama,
Nyuso zenye makunyanzi, watembea kiinama,
Ni tunu isokifani, kuzaliwa Afrika.
Uzuri wa kitu sasa, waja kwa historia,
Kosa kurudia kosa, la Ndugu alokosea,
Jikinge na hili kosa, na tao kufuatia,
Ni tunu isokifani, kuzaliwa Afrika.
By
MUSSA SHIKOME
I get spanked just about every day? I don't know why? I guess it is just natural for guys! I never see girls do it! Guys are really weird you have to admit it. There are many different types of spankings out there. There are punishment spankings, there are appreciation spankings and there a couple others out there that you teenagers know about. I could see it being appropriate at a young age as a punishment when getting spanked with a wooden spoon, or a paddle, or a board. Sometimes even a belt! But getting hit in the rear-end by another mans hand is just straight up weird. I don't get it! I'm sure a lot of you are on the same page as me. Especially you girls! What is the purpose of it? To say hi? Or just another way of giving a hi-five or saying good job? I mostly get spanked by my dads friends, my coaches, and my friends. And also a couple times by my parents when I was little as a punishment. I admit it, I spank my buddies every once in a while, but once I think about it, why did I? no reason. Exactly. Spanks on Spanks why do we Spank!
Breathe In
Breathe Out
Breathe In
Breathe Out
Danger!
Keep Out!
High Chemical Levels!
The shadow is sneaking so sly
Inhale
Exhale
A poison all around the atmosphere,
anxious to associate with us.
It follows us in a crude way.
Our world is repeating its righteousness.
Have we grown to this regular righteousness?
Shall we mold our world right again?
We cripple in pain, as the igneous shadow is among us.
This science influences us.
Now we have no confidence.
But we do have silence.
Our world is acting artificial.
Artificial can't last forever.
Everything has a lifespan.
Short, long, Endless?
Only time will tell.
Inhale
Exhale
Uprising with light overtaken by the black shadow.
Can we light the sky naturally again?
Or does that need to be artificial too?
Our environment soon is going to be as black as abstain.
We used to be bright like the sun.
Now our sunlight will be a thing of the past.
Were welcoming this dark figure…
No.
We're making this dark figure.
The leaves ´dead´
The flowers ´dead´
The environment ´dead´
We're dying.
Are we dead yet?
Am I too loud for you ,
or is it just my voice that bothers you.
you complain that i speak too much,
or i am too harsh or i speak about any thing,
or that i speak at all.
I demand that you speak just once.
just once you speak about the things went wrong, things that mattered.
just once you heed to your inner voice,
just once you here your self out loud.
Is my presence that disturbing,
Or its my existence that haunts you.
you have problems with my attitude,
my voice, my face, my poise my space.
my eyes, my lips, my size, my feet.
you have problem with my everything.
I prefer to be present that to vanish once for all.
to have eyes to see, not to stare.
to have lips to speak not to spare.
To have attitude mistaken, than to have none at all.
To have existence loud and clear ,
than to a mere occupant.
You laugh at my failures,
I smile at your ignorance.
You smile at my jokes,
I laugh at your presence.
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