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Ashiq Alam Poem
My belly burns in hunger, lips like an arid
land
You cant quench my thirst; you cant quench
my hunger
Let alone a little heart that craves for love
since birth!
Wearied and cold I am and lie down on the
pavement
Aching for a warm and cozy sleep tonight
Let in my dreams twinkle the stars up above
Oh! Allah ! , bless me a deep sleep with full stomach or wake me not in this heartless world again!
Feed the poor orphan and poor people. You r human right ?
Do sodqa , give your zakat o my precious dears
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Ashiq Alam Poem
yes i am here
you know me very well
i am an orphan
you have recited so many verses about me
still many many of you are reciting
there is a promise of jennah from Allah SAW
no need of a lengthy explanation
of my situation
who HE the creator already said about this creation
just a very little portion of your wealth
will save me here
and you in hear-after.
shukran : Ashiq
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What if we forget a few luxuries*** so we could afford to share and provide food to those hungry child ? Their tear make me feel sad ...
It is a long journey
Between
Human Being and Being Human
Let us travel at least one step daily
To cover the distance
And help the ones in need.
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Do ye hear the children weeping, O my
brothers, sisters , friends all I have here ?
Ere the sorrow comes with years ?
They are leaning their young heads against
their mothers, —
And that cannot stop their tears.
The young lambs are bleating in the meadows
;
The young birds are chirping in the nest ;
The young fawns are playing with the shadows
;
The young flowers are blowing toward the
west—
But the young, young children, O my dears,
They are weeping bitterly !
They are weeping in the playtime of the
others,
In the country of the free.
Do you question the young children in the
sorrow,
Why their tears are falling so ? ? ?
Do you know their crying hungry heart
Is seeking your helping hands ?
Children are a gift from God ... A story does
not exist unless it's told...
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