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I am what i am
Not hiding my tongue behind the heart
In my book , all the Chapters are easy to scan
this is what i am
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traditions of ages are victomized of changes
the sun of morning the harbinger of new-ages
Isolate wisdom of truth from the slavery of falsehood
Let the new blood take the steer of the Master
traditions of ages are victomized of changes
the sun of morning the harbinger of new-ages
water the body with the seeds of a character
that stimulate the desire to achieve greator
Let your blood infused with the vibes of love
perfection of faith and wipe out hate….
traditions of ages are victomized of changes
the sun of morning the harbinger of new-ages
Isolate wisdom of truth from the slavery of falsehood
Let the new blood take the steer of the Master
traditions of ages are victomized of changes
the sun of morning the harbinger of new-ages
Sprinkle my mind with the wine of divine
opening to me the secrets of life
high time is it to be the man of time
this time , you will never rewind
traditions of ages are victomized of changes
the sun of morning the harbinger of new-ages
Isolate wisdom of truth from the slavery of falsehood
Let the new blood take the steer of the Master
traditions of ages are victomized of changes
the sun of morning the harbinger of new-ages
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Chastity is the jewel of a girl and character ,the ornament of a woman
Exalted are the women of such ornamentation
Like a diamond , like a precious stone
Not to expose , A girl of such Tone(Type)
Like a motherland , like a home
The dignity of a girl Mariyume(Virgin Mary)….
Clubs are not the places of the Holy Frau
The trade of a girl is not worthy of a nation
Not are the sons the whore-monger of daughters!
Like a shield in the battlefield, are the sons of the nation
Character of a girl , the character of a nation
Future builder are the daughters of the nation
Spoiling a girl , is spoiling a nation
Making not marring is the Job of the belle(Beautiful) creation
Purity ,Modesty is marking up(marking up is increase value) a girl
Making her the Mother Mary of the nation
Chastity is the jewel of a girl and; Character,the ornament of a woman
Exalted are the women of such Ornamentation
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Love is sweet when pure
broken hearts are meeting
wishing for the love more
the everlasting sacredness of love
beautify the actions of us
purify the hearts of all in love
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The Judgement Day
The Shaking and quaking of earth, the splitting and blasting of heavens
The undeniable promise of the Lord shall happens
Unmounting of the mountains and outbursting of the fountains
The signs no one will question again
Impregnating the Pregnant earth and women
Happening of the irrefutable Event in Sudden
Every breathing soul and living beings as a whole
Meeting their fate , no way of escape from the Parole(One that is Promised)
Fleeing from the Brother, nursling kid and women
The man, nursing mother and the husband
Deeds or misdeeds however small it may be
will not be left unrewarded, indeed
That day the order of the Lord will prevail
Thine decisions , no one dare to rival(challenge)
The inequalities and injustice, will be equalized all
The idols of the infidelity will have a down fall
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entrapped by the agonies of the life
astraying in the bewilderment of world
hunting for trustee for my heart
the broken heart voiced from inside
in the mundane existence, no one is worthy of trust
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My Father Your Father Our Father-Prayer
My guardian and protector, from the evils of deception
I thrive in your presence, by learning from your correction
The past present and future, you are the connection
My life has purpose, when others see your reflection
I lift my hands, to the “Ancient of days.”
Allow me to walk, in the counsel of your ways.
Accept my offering, as I give you praise.
Let my tongue be honourable, in every phrase.
I have strayed from the path, that you gave
Without you, I’m destined for the grave
To my desires, I’ve been a slave
Transform my weakness, please make me brave.
I am unworthy, I know it is true
Nothing in this world, compares to you
Seeing through your eyes, the world is new
You are perfection, in all that you do.
Some seek to find you, through the words of the Koran
Others choose the Bible to learn of your plan
My understanding is finite for I am just a man
Help me to be humble, please reveal all you can
Fulfill my desire, exchange bitter for sweet
At the waters of baptism, we shall meet
My direction each step, please guide my feet
You give me breath, you make my heart beat.
It is another beautiful poem in collaboration with Dear Richard.
Thanks for his nice efforts in shaping this beautiful pray.
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the sweet of all hearts,
the teacher of my character,
an ointment for my pains,
undaunted partner of my days of rain,
unflinching supporter of my aims,
the friend of my needs,
only the mother indeed
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Continued from 2A
My mind drinks in the smorgasbord that lays before me
Baskets of mangos, papayas, apricots
Red and green peppers
Nuts and dates in white porcelain covered metal bowls
Spices in see through plastic bags
A stone bowl with unusual markings holds Cayenne peppers
I feel overwhelmed by all the sites and sounds
Not sure where I should rest my eyes
Fully alive yet blind to all that I cannot see
So I close my eyes
allowing my heart to s l o w down
calm, quiet, present
becoming one with my now
In that moment from the corner on my eye
I see a poor woman with her child
Turning towards them
I watch as she places a few coins in a vendors hands
He reaches under his counter for the lesser things
The not so pretty and less vibrant things
things that someone like me would toss away
These rotting things she places in her child’s hands
His need temporarily satiated
His is a look of thankfulness
Her look is one of sadness and wishes
Still she wears her tattered robes with a noble bearing
Myself I feel my shoulders slump
my abundance weighing heavily
my selfishness
my lack of need
my lack of awareness
This willful ignorance
This emptiness
This decaying from within
So I walk towards them
Reaching into my leather bag
As I fumble for my bills I slip
falling flat upon the dusty ground
my white robes covered in dirt
I am bankrupt in spirit and hands
Invisible except for too the eyes of a boy
This boy is now in a man’s body
He is wearing a white thawb
me I am a small child in tattered robes
bare feet, soiled face
clutching to rotting fruit
The noble woman grabs my hand
Saying “Come Come my son I have much to show you!”
The man in white looks at her and asks “Do I know you?
She says “I am no one...
He reaches into a leather bag and hands her a few bills
As he walks away, she whispers “ wishes do come true.
Note: this is the work of Richard Lamoureux on my request. I am thankful to him for helping me in giving life to the topic
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Don't be Slave to your mind
Don't be Slave to your mind
Alluring and Appealing , the desires are
Desires will play when the mind is away
Make you fall in the Blind
Don't be Slave to your mind
Don't be Slave to your mind
Illusion stairs and trackless roads there are
leading you down the garden path
In a great ditch of blind fall
Don't be Slave to your mind
Don't be Slave to your mind
Empty promises from the empty vessel
It's like, in the air, building a Castle
Reason is dying, leaving empty mind behind
Don't be Slave to your mind
Don't be Slave to your mind
Luring to heart, alluring to mind
Desires will unnerve you in a bit of a bind
Doing away with it , a challenge to mankind
Don't be Slave to your mind
Don't be Slave to your mind
Letting your reason drive your heart and soul,
will make the world under you as a whole
Don't let others control your heart and mind
Don't be Slave to your mind
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