Short Islam Poems
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Islam, like poison, seeping in
Takes over lands it sets thy foot
Resist and fight this evil jinn
Else find yourself be underfoot
November 7, 2025
Jewish, Hindu, ,Catholic, C of E,
Muslim, Pagan, Sikh, which should I be.
If it's a matter of faith I don't really care,
It's whichever brings me comfort as I sit in my chair.
All of them aim to do nothing but good,
So I'll take a mixture and just live as I should.
Mr. Nutty,
you're m'buddy,
you never were a fuddy duddy.
There's a pattern,
you're from Saturn,
they shoulda made you the Green Lantern.
Zen Kabbalah,
Mr. Allah,
did you ever play in Walla Walla?
No one's nicer,
jezus cry sir!,
boogie woogie on a synthesizer!
Compassion for evil
Is hatred for the good
And yet people clamor for unity
With heads buried
In the sand
As day after day
Wave after wave
Washes over
Leaving bodies
Broken, bloodied and bruised
With all life taken
In its rising tide
And ever hateful wake
(12/18/25)
There is talk of peace..Yet Much conflict goes on' where are the drainstream media.? When such bad things in islam are
Going on.' Is there only one prisim? Through which the world can be viewed..I answer no.' As the false dawn of the
Insitu; behemoths is cut away.' a sad fractured reality
Comes now into our view.'
Five times a day,I pray to God,
Many things to come good,
Isha in the night to give me sleep,
Subah pre dusk to wake me from sleep,
Luhar about noon to fill my bowl,
Asar in the evening to keep me well,
Magrib post dawn to pardon my soul,
The first letters,five times read Islam,
The best way towards peace and calm!
Adam is my ancestor
Ibrahim is my forefather
Moses is my mentor
Jesus is my teacher
Muhammad my beloved preacher
The seal of prophethood,
The last messenger.
Allah is my creator, sustainer and master,
The giver of life and death,
Breath and the best of life,
The most gracious, the most merciful,
I am a Muslim & Islam is my religion.
International faith
Identical for your thought
Idolatry rejected
Surrender to God
Submit high morality
Safety to your heart
Light in the darkness
Largess liberality
Last justice lawful
All peoples message
Ably ablution to pray
A generous soul
Magnify all you
Mainly to balance your soul
Maintain your spirit
Acrostic Senryu's.
RAMADAN
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We become ?????
We feel ?????
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We worship with ?????
We hear ????
Soothing to our ????
We hear ????
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@Clempoetry
Silent prayers swallowed by fear
Behind cold walls and guarded gates
Voices crushed beneath heavy boots
Lives erased in whispered hate.
Families torn, dreams confined
Faith hunted like a fading flame
Eyes that plead for freedom’s light
Caught in endless pain.
The world watches, silent, still
As hope flickers, barely alive
But their spirit, though battered
Refuses ever to die.
Take your pick
Jihadi attack on a synagogue here
A college campus, or night club there
Or maybe even a spontaneous bombing
Of an organized protest about the very threat
Such a bombing so clearly proves.
Each day you have your pick,
Freedom of speech you might say
Now morphed into freedom of murder,
Each of us free to choose
Where we come down
In the endless war on terror.
(3/12/26)
THE END OF ISLAM
On the bay beach at Belyounech
Just east of Tangier
From the old whaling Station
You can see Algeciras and Gibraltar
And there on the beach look up
And see the Rif of the Atlas
With beyond them ten thousand miles
Of Sahara sand and muezzins on minarets.
The northern horizon exudes
The smells of hot-dogs
And the sounds of Pink Floyd.
The south shore on the beach
Is the end of Islam.
Must be the smell of dust
That triggers all this longing
Is it the hollow musk
That leaves the heart a sting
Could be the busy streets
That makes me want to go
Onto the open fields
Anywhere near home
Must be the stares that kill
And drunken mouths that speak
Where birds are forced to swim
And weak is for the meek
Is it the slamming doors
That screams for us to bend
One thing is for sure
Jannah awaits the patient
Countdown siren. Islam is at stake.
Arabic Y2K, Countdown.
Islam in Jeaporday, I breath Hajj.
We are near the science incentive.
The smell of petrol, the beginning of empty goldmines.
Empty Oil Checkers on cars.
Islam in jeaporday.
Allah protect the saviours.
A sliding ice knife.
The tempo of Islam
The son of Islam in humankind.
We cannot breath the criticality
I cannot heathen the heresay.
Smell the petrol, I cannot walk in the Middle East.
I would rather Die
The End of Islam
Erzurum is lock of Islam estate
May Protector take care of Erzurum
Erzurum is border of believer community
May Protector take care of Erzurum
Youngsters respect to older ones
Try to receive their prayers
Do obeisance to Ramadan's days
May Protector take care of Erzurum
Let their heart fill with inspiration of God
Let their society find the Merciful Lord
From grace of Erzurum i saw generosity
May Protector take care of Erzurum
Written by Alvarli Efe
Translation Onur Ünlü