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Talal Uddin Poem
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.
Copyright © Talal Uddin | Year Posted 2022
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My mother, to me, is like a Arwa bint kurayz*/ She snatches me from the death's mouth thrice/ Nurturing me up for all the day long/ To protect me from another demon/ With due respect, I would like to mention/ This is the person who tried her best/To keep me sheltered/From the man made stress/ And natural waves & storm/Under the umbrella of warm's affection/ She is still with me/Her thoughts revolve around me/To bring a smile on my face/ Even she can give up her soul/ To boost up my morale/If she sees my shattered visage/She is always with me/ To deliver some advice/When I go wrong/ To keep me unearthen /From the all vice/And to make my soul strong/ Her holy hand is still upon my shoulder/So, I turned to a perfect man/Alhamdulillah to Almighty, please keep going on/ Mother, in this world, is the best person.
Copyright © Talal Uddin | Year Posted 2020
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Time flies so fast, and so do I,
Never knowing what happiness is
Yet I search for eternal places—
Still, I am fine.
Those who nurse a grudge
And Inflict their pain on me.
Never knowing what beauty is
Yet I search for eternal places—
Still, I am fine.
But I pause to watch
The dance of flowers,
To hear the chirping of birds,
The murmuring of leaves.
I choose the path less discussed,
Less drastic, less adventurous,
So, I am destined to failure
Yet I search for eternal places—
Still, I am fine.
Copyright © Talal Uddin | Year Posted 2025
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