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Faizan Mushtaq Poem
Ya Allah, forgive my past mistakes,
And guide me towards a better fate.
I've stumbled and fallen along the way,
But with your mercy, I can still pray.
My heart is heavy with regret and sorrow,
But I know that your love will see me through tomorrow.
I ask for your forgiveness and your grace,
To cleanse my soul and show me the right pace.
Please help me move forward, leave the past behind,
And let me walk on the path that is kind.
Guide me towards the light that you provide,
And let your blessings be my faithful guide.
Ya Allah, I know that I am weak and flawed,
But with your help, I can rise above it all.
I ask for your forgiveness and your mercy,
And I pray that you will change my future for the best, certainly.
©Faizan Mushtaq (faiz)
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Faizan Mushtaq Poem
Oh Ramadan, blessed month of grace,
We welcome you with open embrace,
Your holy light illuminates our hearts,
And purifies our souls from the start.
As dawn breaks, we begin our fast,
With grateful hearts that will last,
Through hunger and thirst we persevere,
And pray for blessings to draw near.
The nights are filled with prayer and song,
Our faith and devotion growing strong,
The guidance of the One we seek.
In this sacred month we seek,
The guidance of the One we seek.
A time to purify and to fuel,
Oh Ramadan, a time of renewal,
And deepen our faith with devotion.
Our hearts with love and compassion,
As the month draws to a close,
We bid you farewell with joyful prose,
Our hearts full of love and gratitude,
For the blessings you have bestowed.
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Faizan Mushtaq Poem
Incomming of tears,
Returning of fears
Killing of men:The alarming bell
So called paradise changed into hell
On the faces of all
I saw the marks of fall
On the all sunny days
I saw the dooming ways
On the all rainy days
I saw the blood fell
So called paradise changed into hell
On the eve of Eid
No but, No sell
So called paradise changed into hell
No celebration, No festival
FAIZAN hope everything will be well
So called paradise changed into hell
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In the depths of night or morning's first light,
Through trials and storms, or under the moon's soft sight,
I stand here, resolute, unswayed by fear,
A promise whispered, "Yes, I am here."
When shadows gather, and doubts may play,
In the face of challenges, come what may,
Know this truth, let it be crystal clear,
Through it all, I declare, "I am here."
Like the steadfast oak in the tempest's fierce gale,
Or the north star that won't in the night sky fail,
I'm your constant, your anchor, your ever-present peer,
Whispering always, "Yes, I am here."
Through laughter and tears, and the years that will flee,
In moments of joy, or when you need me,
In this heart, in this soul, in your moments of cheer,
Take solace and know, "Yes, I am here."
So when life's journey takes its wild ride,
With me right beside you, you'll conquer the tide,
Hand in hand, we'll face what's near,
Together we'll say, "Yes, we are here."
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In the shadow of moonlight
I was thinking of her
and the stars were so bright
while thinking, a chirping bird came
Making so noise cose the bird was lame
My feelings floting and
i flew in the sky when I look down, lol!
I was crawling on land
I was confused that that how should it be,
then I saw the lame bird holding my hand
It was my friend who break the leg of that bird
But why can't I say even one word
Both the spirits were calling me
But I don't know where should I be
Both were shouting come to me
But I don't know who are thee
They were fighting till,
they destroy my existence
they didn't stop till,
they vanish my presence
The bird was my colleen
and friend was my mate,
Now, I don't know that
whome should I blame
My friend here came
and change the whole game
Then I realised that
oh! it was a dream.
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Faizan Mushtaq Poem
If I will be killed in support of someone?
I will be killed in an unknown death
I'll get killed in a fight first
Then after that I will actually be killed
My consciousness has told me
I will be killed in my own destination
This blood of mine will be on the heads of my enemies
I will be killed in the custody of my friends
If I keep quiet, my conscience will kill me
If I testify, I will be killed in court
I am madly fighting against myself
I will be killed in my martyrdom
There is only a compromise
In any other case. I will be killed
Why don't we meet him as his mirror
He is unfaithful, so meet him as unfaithful
Don't get mixed up in bitterness
If you are tired, let's meet again separately
Rekindle the pleasures of the first intimacy
Acquaintance! Then meet as strangers
You are one from head to toe
People are also those who meet servants as God
He can be found even by being sorry
It is not necessary for him to be punished
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Faizan Mushtaq Poem
In Bandipora's lands, where dreams take flight,
Lies a heritage, shining so bright.
With grace and charm, it stands so tall,
Come, let me unfold its story for all.
AAA, the Alim Adab, a place so grand,
Nurturing wisdom, expanding the mind.
Scholars gather, eager to learn,
In pursuit of knowledge, at every turn.
A hub of intellect, where ideas ignite,
Creativity blossoms, like stars in the night.
Poets pen verses of heartfelt praise,
Painting emotions with their eloquent ways.
Aab, the majestic river that flows,
Through Bandipora, where nature bestows,
Bounty and beauty, upon this blessed land,
With its crystal-clear waters, so grand.
Reflecting the mountains, its mirror-like sheen,
Aab brings life to the valleys serene.
Its melody whispers, a soothing lullaby,
Bringing peace to hearts, as time passes by.
Bandipora, an enchanting realm,
With treasures abundant, like a precious gem.
AAA Alim Adab and Aab's embrace,
Weaves a tapestry of culture and grace.
So let's celebrate this wondrous place,
With pride and reverence, our hearts embrace.
Bandipora, a sanctuary for the soul,
Where Alim Adab and Aab forever extol.
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In the prison of sadness, I find myself confined,
Yearning for solace, your presence intertwined.
Oh, my dearest sweetheart, how can I draw near?
Let me craft a poem, so our hearts can adhere.
Through the tapestry of words, I'll paint our story,
A symphony of emotions, bound in eternal glory.
Each verse a gentle touch, to bridge the divide,
As I unravel my heart, with words as my guide.
In the darkest night, your light I will seek,
To soothe my weary soul, strong and meek.
With metaphors and rhymes, I'll break these chains,
And together, my love, we'll dance in poetic strains.
Let our spirits entwine, as stanzas interlace,
A melody of passion, gentle as silk and lace.
With every line I write, our connection deepens,
Our souls aligned, as the universe sharpens.
No longer imprisoned, by sorrow's cruel grasp,
Our love shines brightly, a flame that will clasp,
Bound by the verses, we'll journey as one,
In this beautiful poem, our hearts will be won.
So, my darling, let my words speak the truth,
As I pen this ode, with love as my muse.
Together we'll conquer, all sadness that remains,
Embracing the beauty in life's vast plains.
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In shadows deep, where sorrow resides,
A plea emerges, where hope subsides.
Oh, grant me wings, to soar once more,
And lift me high, where spirits adore.
I weep, oh world, in these chains I'm bound,
Yearning to fly in freedoms unfound.
The weight of suppression, a heavy shroud,
Silencing dreams, in silence I'm drowned.
With feathered grace, I'd dance in the breeze,
Embracing the sky, its wonders to seize.
But fate's cruel hand, in its twisted design,
Has stifled my flight, left me confined.
Release the tears that stain these cheeks,
Unleash the anguish, pain that speaks.
Let rivers flow from swollen eyes,
As my soul's longing reaches the skies.
In this realm of sorrow, I stand alone,
Gasping for breath, my spirit overthrown.
But through these words, I find solace untold,
A bridge to hearts, where emotions unfold.
May my verses resonate, touch the deepest core,
Awakening emotions like never before.
Let tears cascade, as sorrows unwind,
In this emotional tapestry, we'll bind.
For in shared tears, healing is found,
As hearts unite, in compassion, profound.
So let this poem be a vessel of release,
An ode to pain, where empathy finds peace.
Though I yearn for wings, to the heavens I'd flee,
The power of words grants flight to me.
The most emotional poem, let it be,
A conduit for tears, setting emotions free.
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