Poet's Note
Dr. Abdus Salam (1926-1996) was born in Jhang, Pakistan. He became the *first Pakistani and first Muslim to win the Nobel Prize in Science* in 1979. With hope and resilience, he showed the world that greatness can rise from humble beginnings.
Bite Size Contest no 151
Theme*: Hope & Resilience
Chalkboard Dream
Abdus Salam dreamed on a chalkboard
Dust and cracked shoes reached the sky
Storms of doubt, no hand to guide
Still he earned Nobel pride
For Pakistan, for Muslim light
Hope and resilience never die
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It is a teamwork type of thing-
Ringing the bell so well
The next mashup of a maxed out bashing of an over flowing cup of mountain water upstream-
Kings the next castling on the other side of the ring
Ding-ding
Back for more “bling, bling!”
Onion rings on the side, pretty please!
Watch how my truck sings as it revs up after a mental rental goes caching ching
Just saying...
Lying, laying, slaying & spraying-
Weighed in like Jayda- WILL SMITH I "lit" my cig-
was fuzzy wuzzy big?
Failed Trigonometry
Sold Origami
My salami
Is like " Salam Aleiki"
Hate me please
It could be a breeze
I am NOT on my knees
Please
Jeez!
Go TX!
Salam wrote a letter, O my beloved motherland
Rafik wrote his letter to you,
And Barkat did that too
We could not mourn in oblivion, for all, they
Still, they will never be forgotten, they sacrificed
Never to be left alone, in oblivion.
Remembrance
leading us to the tragedies of lives along the way, blood on a pitch black hue
Made the petals the strongest red, flowers , on a fateful tale
And chrysanthemum knew those pages with alphabets, soaked and dripped
The alphabets of Bangla,, a fathomless tear , an oceanic droplet
impeccable, unpairable
and the legacy ponders along
Name engraved on a bloody fateful day
A drop of red on a churned up green
And the world, a wanderer of the last cause of a value, a journey , a saga
an epic started on a gothic day with a bloodshed , stubbornly fateful.
you and I and they, wanderers of ages in legacies of time
Will remember along,
In a page, that lingers through the stories of time
To be born again, in eternal time.
acknowledgement:
A patriotic song of Bangladesh
As a play,
life moments and experiences,
antithetical to lore and summons.
Visiting the world by smiling and laughing.
All classrooms become living rooms.
Far from censorship,
the political narrow-minded.
A sizeable sanctuary serves as a library,
the school's wings swing.
Jews cling to jewelry,
Moslem clutches the monsoon,
heartfelt and engaged.
Bnei Yisrael comes after Bani Israel?
Salam comes after shalom?
*****Ludens dances,
*****Faber flaps.
Do you know that unseen someone is tending the tender leaf? Do you feel the moving spirit behind the ladybird on the tender leaf moving free? Do you think of the force of swiftness in the wake of which birds fly to and fro collecting food? Do you see the care granted by someone that enables them selecting every blade of grass and bit of cloth bit of cotton jute and fiber to create the best of nests? Do you feel such an active Spirit making his home in you and me too, and enabling us to sleep and rise and breath and live? To that Great Spirit of Kindness is my Zenith of Salam.
you are not kind, Lord
You're the storehouse of kindness
We're just your stewards
18 August 2021
Kindness Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
Agencia
You hack accounts and invade privacy
Is this what you do?
Shame on you shame on you
You block signals and assist kidnappers
Is this what you do?
Shame on you shame on you
You frame who you want?
You plant blasphemous chat and messages
Is this what you do?
Shame on you shame on you
You tell lies and delete evidence
Is this what you do?
Shame on you shame on you
In the name of obedience you lick feet of elite
Is this what you do
Shame on you shame on you
In the name of defense you cover smugglers
Is this what you do?
Shame on you shame on you
Officers who gives you the right to play with our lives?
Note. You wish me dead.
Musalman to bohat door ki BAAT hai,
Ham to shayad kafir bhi na rahay..
Do zabano do chehron vali makhloq.Abdus Salam.
AN ANIMIST’S PRAYER
To the breath of life:
Help me to live this day
as an instrument of sharing, inspiration,
love, and respect
Let me be guided by an ancestral world of the
chant and the drum, the poem and the dance,
the hunt and the fire, the animistic perspective
of the human condition as spiritual essence
in a spiritual world!
Then help me to focus all that I am toward the
good I can do for the people I touch, for the stones
and the water, the wildlife and wood, the plants,
the air and the celestial arrays of the place where
I live, for all I can discern that is sacred and near,
infinite and beyond.
May I be a visible example of how we might live
if we really believe that our precious, precarious,
miraculous lives, are one shared breath and
inherently divine!
Amen, Shalom, Salam, Peace and Blessed Be!
Punjabi Rap Lyrics
Song 18 Anay Janay Manay
1.Dunya sadi fan
2.Karan ain gein
3.Loki kadan galan
4.Nehran menu takdyan
5.Darya maran chalan
6.Bohemia kisay kothi kisay car banai
7.Apan sotay ray vich razai
8.Saday geet gavay Tayri barjhai
9.Sanu kadi loor har sheh saday kol
10.Tenu ki chaida tun mo'on bool
11.Paisay nu maran thokar dunya sadi nokar
12.Bay parwah enay kadi lock nai kita locker
13.Sanu o v jandiyan jayriyan pindan vich phayran boker
14.Han han me bohemia nai circus da joker
15.Zatan vich ki rakhya ki masali Tay ki daar
16.Piano sanu Salam karay Tay salami devay guitar
17.Jit saday agay hath joray Tay mafi mangay haar
18.Hahaha asi an rapstar Tayri soch ton far.
Note.Dedicated To Rapstar Bohemia.
The old pain in the skull seems to be
heading Kapildanga means
a mound with a high plaque
The mound surrounded by a wall is not far away!
Badu, Kalu, Falu, Yadali's parents are always there
The game is over, he said.
Assalamualaikum ahelal kubur.
There have been many changes in these years in Kapildanga
Broken are many branches of the Blackboard tree next to it
Its leaves became yellow,
The surrounding forest has been cleared,
The sudden oozing of the spotted Dove of salty fig bushes,
A song of amorous cuckoo ripping through the still air
The sound of the rushing water,
Gallinules's cry, lament
The recently disappeared ‘Tub Tub’ sound of the Watercock
Gently pulls me to the past holding my hands.
Let me go then, Salam!
Crossing the bank of Saipara lake
If I Walk along the side of Namavita
Surrounded by a wall with high plaque of Kapildanga
Is not supposed to be far away.
Bengal is my soul, I sing the song of Bengal
Bangal is my royal homeland
all the world knows
sky high glory of her and the fame.
It is built with the donation of the blood
blessings of Salam rafik Jabbar and the Barkat
knitted by the glorious mom and sisters
entire these and that
we so many Salam Jabbar are here in fact.
I salute my homeland with joy Bangla, joy Mujibar slogan
I feel proud being one of this land
feel proud at birth i cried in heaven on my mom's lap
which I found.
I can still donate my life for the sake of my language
listen, listen the world
I could overcome all the ridge
being bold one.
Bangla is virtuous; Bangla is my mom
It is enlightens with the suns glory
End of all dark here, delights at
Morn.
We awaken with the sweet melodious bird’s song
Here the river flows in full swing
Towards the Bay of Bengal.
We are successful in each and every field
Either in work, in religion or the tongue
To deal in.
We are as soft as the moon
Love of flavors to
Bloom.
Lakhs of martyrs, poured their blood for
The freedom of language
We never forgot Salam, Rafic and Jabbar
We feel proud for all
These.
We are rich in greenery and the environment
We are rich in humanity, we are happy and
Sing the song, the glory of mom
Each and every
Moment.
We are rigorous in Justice, the world is watching
Sixteen, those who were involved in the rape
All is sentenced to
Hanging.
Where can you get such a country!
We are proud with our glorious mom,
We are brilliant with the gleam of
Homeland.
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
Salam peace is most in Islam,one who perfect in creations with no error and complete no one to compete!
IF
If I say sorry for a hundred times,
Will you forgive me or you just cry and run,
like I don’t have money will you still be mine?
or are you the type of girl who always wanna have fun
If I say things to you that sounds no true,
Will you believe it so simply because your my boo,
like I don’t have a sleep at night and yet I dream about you,
I’m sure you will give me that look and say mhm!
If I do you wrong, and go down on my knees,
Say that am sorry with a thousand please,
Tell me if you forgive me, or see me as kind of crazy,
and tell your friends you're a reason why I breathe!
If you ask me to take you home,
I will take you to a place where am originally from,
wake up in the morning smell a Cow den,
“Wamishaga hmola” that’s a salam,
tell me if you wish to be at that place even for one time.
were peanut, milk, and michembe are food for grown.
Batu Tulug near the bridge
In the small village people fish
In the river they cross the bridge
The white stone hill a heritage
There are coffins of the old dead
At the peak they are buried
I love you peace. Let’ sail together. Layag Sug!
16 October 2014, Peak Hut Batu Tulug
Heritage Museum. Salam Jumaat.
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