Smothering Me

[جوري]

I wrote this one in 2002... I think I have posted more than my share for one day but I didn't expect such a warm reception thank you... I know they are not religiousely themed but sometimes writing helps me unburden my soul

Smothering Me
Always outside my window
It stands proud and guard of its secrets
And the creatures of stone
In its core lascivious standing with wings perched
In defiance of man and God
Their eyes watching in all directions
Guarding a city of sinners
of which I stand a beginner
Its drunkards are in stupor
Its tombs stand still like my painful memories
And prayers or not I feel so empty
The rain is madness and fog is my breath
with each small step I feel unrest
I know of no home
I only speak of the darkness smothering me

[Re.TiReD]

Deep....Masha'Allah.

Sorry to bump this but I wanted to ask, what was it outside your window? :o

[Güven]

:sl:

this is high class! MashaAllah :ooh:

[IbnAbdulHakim]

sis did you have gargoyle statues outside your home? :ooh:

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[Re.TiReD]

sis did you have gargoyle statues outside your home? :ooh:

;D

I thought it was maybe a statue of an angel

But then 'guarding a city of sinners' reminds me of the angels protecting Makkah :-[

[FatimaAsSideqah]

I didn't know that you have such talented for writing the poetry! :ooh:

Jazaak'Allah Khair sis

[IbnAbdulHakim]

;D

I thought it was maybe a statue of an angel

But then 'guarding a city of sinners' reminds me of the angels protecting Makkah :-[

ooh, yeh that makes more sense !

[جوري]

Oh God... I unsubscribed to this post eons ago.. were it not for my lovely sis giving me reps...
Jazaki Allah khyran

I wrote this when I was back in med school. I was living in the dorms (halls) which was right next to a grave yard.. and there were many odd imposing statues there.. so well this is partially about that..lol


I have written a million poems really.. well more arounf 160 something but.. they are all unhappy.. so I stopped sharing them :lol:
:w:

[Güven]

lol.....thats sounds sooo mysterious :skeleton:

:w:

[IbnAbdulHakim]

^ sis the more i read it, the more i can feel exactly what you felt at that moment.


the depth is really great!

mashaAllaah!

[جوري]

You guys are so nice to me.. I don't deserve all those kind word.. you make me feel like I am about to cry =(

I feel at home here

Jazakoum Allah khyran..

:w:

[FatimaAsSideqah]

Awww sis, you deserved to have some of kind comments because we are owed you and you are amazing! :D:coolious:

[جوري]

Jazakoum Allah khyran..

sobahn Allah.. I was miserable back then.. these writings of mine are a reminder.. it was actually the time of my life I wrote the most..

here is another poem about that place..

Utter Darkness
Sometimes when I sleep I dream
Of those abandoned graves, of forgotten people
I know their names
And I feel their recluse
The stillness the fear that fills them
Sometimes there are worms and snakes
Gnawing at their helplessness
Or utter darkness and silent screams
That can't be made known to mortal ears
They are boxed in regret
In woe and sorrow
I climb up the dusty stairs
In the old house to escape
Their other worldly pleas
But they follow me
And I try to extricate myself
From my esoteric nightmares
I look for spring, new blooms, the sun
But I can't. I live for the cold the darkness!

after being there a while in my (blue period) my friend wanted to get an off campus home away from the grave yard.. which inspired me to write this

Not Knowing When
The old white taverns were accented
With mahogany wood
And even the stairs gave a hint
That no footsteps had ventured
where climbing trees made a permanent home
I whistled a Celtic tone from a CD
I had impulsively bought to end up liking
Just one song.
I thought it might stir a feeling of warmth
But unlike the antiquity of the place
The newness of my feelings made me uneasy
I couldn't make this place my own
There was such a desperation
In my roomate's voice, I had to cave in
An impossible feat and an impossible end
Now I am at the cross roads again
Not knowing when or how to make a stand.

after a while whenever I had any days off I just went home to my parents... because it was becoming too much for me...


Thank you for your interest :-[:)

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[FatimaAsSideqah]

Wow I'm speechless! :skeleton:

So deep and vivid poetry! Jazaak'Allah Khair huni!

[Güven]

whoah! speechless...there is too much meaning in it ,so much emotions in it

Darkness is your enemy but because your lonely it becomes your friend
in the deepest night there is a moment of silence ,
moonlight is shining in to your empty eyes...and it brings you hope..a hope thats enough to keep you alive ,
to keep you striving for a better place, a better time, a better life....


dont give attention at the above , its just a silly sleepy thought! :-[

JazakAllahu Khair sis!! :)

:w:

[Ali.]

It's interesting.

By the way, what does Ephémérine mean? I've always wondered. In my French dictionary the closest I got was Ephémére, which translates into ephemeral, is that right? And what about the Skye at the beginning?
Sorry to derail this thread but I need to know, lol.

[جوري]

Jazakoum Allah khyran...

No thoughts are silly...
I have been writing since I was very young and sometimes when I see my work from teenage yrs I just want to incinerate it -- I almost nearely did once too.. but that would have been a shame... because you won't remember much of those days, save for what you put down on paper...

and now actually

this site poetry.com
will not only copyright your work for you for free... but you might actually end up winning something =)
I'd suggest anyone here who writes prose or poetry to save their work there insha'Allah....

:w:

[جوري]

It's interesting.

By the way, what does Ephémérine mean? I've always wondered. In my French dictionary the closest I got was Ephémére, which translates into ephemeral, is that right? And what about the Skye at the beginning?
Sorry to derail this thread but I need to know, lol.

yes it is.. but I think it is also some sort of flower... but I could be mistaken..

just denotes 'short lived' :D

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[alcurad]

nice, I never got how people write poetry though:)
whenever I saw one of my friends' lines, I was like no way you wrote this...

oh and do share more if you don't mind:)

[جوري]

thank you... ok if you insist :haha:

all of these poems listed here are related to that period --

Todesmeister.
I got used to the scent of formaldehyde
Severed bodies
Blood shot eyes
Souls lost in the brachial and sacral plexus
I contemplate the meaning of my solitary life
The sliver of a chance
That I could be next on top of the cold metal table
The horror of being sprawled out
To probers and onlookers
Of being placed in a jar
Frozen then sliced for display
I wonder what kind of people were they?
Someone's mother or uncle?
I think of my passed relatives
Who were committed to the ground
What it is like to be dead?!
Taking comfort in the idea of nonexistence
He calls my name to join
I grab my scalpel...

To Not want
It is ok not to want a new dawn
To have seen but not long for green meadows
To walk the last foot steps in the faint light of the setting sun
To find a cool shade for just one
And lie beneath starry skies without a need for incandescence
To have had a full heart that didn't discriminate for happiness
& finally close one's eye and not seek beauty...

more on the grave yard

In Articulo Mortis
Strange land and alien ocean
Speak all my ceased emotions
Away from the moon's loving sight
At the end of an endless night
Alone in dreadful dreary
I watched the tombs in the cemetery
Its labyrinths were so empty
Save the head stones which were plenty
I listened to the hiss of death
Robbing the flowers of their bloom
They bowed their petals in shame
All is dark and somnolent here
In the foggy haze
Save the loud screams of the near by train

[Snowflake]

mashaAllah sis! Your poetry is simply awesome. When are you publishing it? :D

p.s. thanks for mentioning the poetry site for copyrighting.

[Ummu Sufyaan]

:sl:

Deep....Masha'Allah.

Sorry to bump this but I wanted to ask, what was it outside your window? :o

havnt checked if this has been answered :-[ but is it satan sis syke :-[ :D

EDIT: *reads other posts* or not :hiding: :D

[alcurad]

nice is a sort of an understatement here ,the meanings are getting deeper.

I listened to the hiss of death
Robbing the flowers of their bloom
They bowed their petals in shame

more more..:)

[alcurad]

hellooo

[جوري]

Hi.. I appreciate you feigning interest in my work.. Jazaka Allah khyran..

many of my poems were written prior to me being practicing and aren't particularly suitable for an Islamic forum...

here is one, a little attenuated I think?


...

My Tresses
some fancy winter cotton
And it dangled from the sled unto the carvings
of a rustic swan
A shade of silver purple
And it gave an eerie glow
Beneath the shaded winter sun
old wells took me to
my favorite verse of Joseph
of course that was ages ago
Before either of us were born
If I had crossed your path then I'd know
As I know
Of cool snow melting on my tresses

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[Chuck]

those are nice

[Cabdullahi]

I think there's nothing wrong with it,its nice poem mashallah,id never thought ud write something like this ur usually energetic and cocky...i dont know if ur just like that when you debate or not :)

[جوري]

I assure you, I am anything but cocky.. at least as far as Muslims are concerned ..

Jazakoum Allah khyran..

ok will share some more, if it gets bad, a mod can just remove them

:w:

[جوري]

Spring
She opened the door and let the wind howl
He closed the door and left my heart stricken
When comes spring
I'll remember that I am alone
As he has dismissed me in a letter
One that left me rolling in bed
One that made my eyes so wet
When comes spring I won't be here
I can't walk again past these hedges
To smell the roses in the water
I have to shy away
From the sight of ones walking hand in hand
When comes the scent of warmth
Wafting through my blinds
I'll be elsewhere feeling cold
When comes spring I'll be alone!

[جوري]

a couple more 'prose'

Borea
North wind, cloaked in silver clouds
So voluptuous as is the works of Waterhouse
Borea over the water
Extending ripples yonder
Splitting the earth asunder
Drawn so by a gentle hand
Fragile like Isabella's basil
And the petals that lined the pavement
From the house to the station
And the wrinkled foggy hills,
Since your leave of them I have learned

____________________

a silly one about a trip I had

7hr Flights
But I have lived a double life
And they don't know
except in the wee hours of the night
Saying things I should have not
she is mad at me today while I go through a stolen blanket
From my virgin Atlantic flight
How is this for my curfew of six clock?
I paid first class, didn't touch their plastic food
And had, had such a tempestuous flight
It hardly seems fair that I dismiss an ER landing at Logan
as a passing fancy
A blanket will do to commemorate the event
Now that I have marked it with my nuclear DNA
I have grown on those 7 hour flights
From London heathrow to JFK
But I love PA system and the duty free shops
In them an ethereal feel of not knowing what is real
And the scrumptious cup of coffee at $5 bucks was a steal
Did God truly intend us to fly?
I asked chewing a Dramamine

[BlissfullyJaded]

:sl:

Wow...your poetry is really deep. :ooh: I kinda expected that you write like that tho. :p I really love it.. :thumbs_up

Keep 'em coming!

[Al-Zaara]

You always make me wanna grab the dictionary. :-[

That darkness one is my favourite of all those, mashaAllah! All of them are very deep and I like it that way, it's an unique style, jazakiAllah kheyr!

[جوري]

Jazkoum Allah khyran,...

here is one I shared here before on this thread

http://www.islamicboard.com/clarific...tml#post745211

Twenty Five Piastres
There was a time when heaven was laden
With sweet beds that spun around benches
Where men with covered heads sat around in piety
Reciting stories of horses and chivalry
Hell was just outside in a lantern
Lost souls were of black smoke
Nameless characters, with nameless deeds
And it was all in the back yard
Where I knew angels visited
Sitting perched on the street lamps
Just beyond the great doors
Those that sheltered the little boy
Before his mother ran to grab him scolding
And when the moon was yellow
And the lights were cut from our province
They left, Angry I thought
For making fun of the poor boy who rebuffed aside
The twenty five piastres that grandma offered him
He would have rather had her old anubis oil burner
To sell for a couple of extra pounds

...

[Pk_#2]

My, my, you are a flexy ladeh,

A flexy ladeh who writes poetry. Neat. :coolious:

[Khayal]

:sl:

Awesomw! even though I only understand half of the english of the poems.:skeleton: :p jazaakAllaah khayr for sharing with us..:thumbs_up


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[جوري]

Jazaki Allah khyran ukhty..

that last poem was about my childhood...
when I was a kid I'd always ask my grandmother and aunts about God and the angels ( I think most kids do, as my 3 year old niece does now) and they used to tell me that angels were of light.. I didn't really understand what that meant at the time, and also my idea of heaven and hell were very simplistic as you can probably tell?

Naturally I believed that heaven/ hell and the angels were all in the atrium where the buildings at my grandmother's place met --hell (on the account it was fire, basically resided in any lantern) and my idea of heaven at the time was a spinning bed because there was such a lullaby I was fond of about the spinning bed whomever lays on it would be entranced and never desired to go home again.. and of course when they used to cut off lights, (they do that a lot in the old country)--(water too) but I digress, I used to think they were angels departing, because they were angry, for reasons I stated above... :lol: basically I just put my childhood stupidity into words ...

Thank you for reading

Baraka Allah feekoum

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[alcurad]

Ephémérine bloom...