Its just compilation of short and crappy poems i did whilst on holiday please read all of them
1.blow to the nose
you took a blow to your nose
evilness arose
last throw of the dice
a stranger soul... break ice
stay wise
from bad to religious
metamorphosis
struggle for good synthesis
different guise,lies
hypnotized
another blow to the nose
backward step as far as faith goes
quick prayer back on two feet
hardened organ,few heartbeats
a cycle, physical
poor mind state
no rebate
birth, enjoyment, death
and fate!
2.vegetables
the mind is a vegetation, so you need to keep focus
insects that wreck good thoughts, LOOK! out for the locust
god is the best of planners, so stay clean,perfect manners and avoid the acts that hold no benefit... avoid the bogus!
don’t hold Allah’s rope by the thin strands
feed the soul, cultivate the land
even if it may seem boring and bland
what corrected the previous generations
will rectify us, we just need to make the obvious preparations
the five Islamic pillars, starting with the declaration
we are prisoners awaiting final judgment in this journey
good deeds and memorization of scriptures are none but our only attorneys
some will take heed and others say all of this is balonies
but trust me not doing so is suicidal, like a distraught person on a tall building standing on the edge of the balcony
to only drop into a sea of bubbling magma
death is here with us, it sits next to you and me, you don’t necessarily die when you go through the stage of being a grandpa or a grandma
our final perishing sticks to us like a birthmark or a scar and so that makes it an unavoidable stigma
3.kulthum
A Pulchritudinous smile
fine white teeth you'd think they were smoothly carved with a file
If there was any competition for tieing scarf she'd win by a mile
cute giggle,a sweet laugh
two round dimples
sporadic pimples
i could see the slight irritation,she still is confident
rosy cheeks
the way she conducts herself is neat
An age where women with tight jeans look like aliens
she chose to stick by her feminity,not a part of the new age promiscuity no! no mental ailment
im just an avid admirer nothing more
If anything she's the beauty,for her companionship i could implore
but im the beast and the transformation to a prince is a fairytale nothing more
kulthum a diamond under protective canvas
I've been weak i couldnt help but look, my sinned eyes deserve sawdust
4.struggle(bonus)
To this odd place i came
to a luxury i dreamt of coming to but it was incoherent with my thoughts,shame it was not the same
A new way of living meant things were far from easy
what is up?? everyone seems glumly and hurriedly busy and the behaviours are sleazy
As a young innocent child there were things i shouldn't have been exposed to but nonetheless it has left its stain
dark like a moonless night on my brain
Peer pressure alongside the harmless tv box was more than enough to magnify
ugly and inactive thoughts in my mind....demonic propelled urges would then as a result multiply
''when i grow up i will rid myself from the clinging spores of society''
but the common saying above equates to i'll drop in the ocean and further persist that i would stay dry,i guess i lacked piety
because the earth is the ocean of fitna
it engulfs you in,whether black,white or yellow all are eligible ..it stretches out vile hands like the cartoon character edna
its a phenomena absolutely incredible
and through religion is the only way to stay impermeable
in this mental battlefield
the winner is he who sacrifice's that extra bit,and what a great recompense does it yield
but unfortunately we proceed to be arrogant and proceed to treacherously lie
despite knowing very well that our tongues,hands and feet will testify
Last edited by Cabdullahi; 07-18-2009 at 10:27 AM.
A Pulchritudinous smile
fine white teeth you'd think they were smoothly carved with a file
If there was any competition for tieing scarf she'd win by a mile
cute giggle,a sweet laugh
two round dimples
sporadic pimples
i could see the slight irritation,she still is confident
rosy cheeks
the way she conducts herself is neat
An age where women with tight jeans look like aliens
she chose to stick by her feminity,not a part of the new age promiscuity no! no mental ailment
im just an avid admirer nothing more
If anything she's the beauty,for her companionship i could implore
but im the beast and the transformation to a prince is a fairytale nothing more
kulthum a diamond under protective canvas
I've been weak i couldnt help but look, my sinned eyes deserve sawdust
i didnt read all these, but that one i did and i must advice *whilst trying to hold back anger * lower your gaze.
akhee, when a sister covers modesty it is becuase she DOES NOT want to be stared at, so please respect that. if not for anything else, than for the sake of the sister who shields herself from the gazes of men, because she sure as hell knows she isn't covering no reason.
and as a side thing as well: even if a woman-Muslim or otherwise-dresses immodestly, doesn't mean she wants to be stared at. and also sisters have brothers and dads and im pretty sure they wouldnt want their daughters/sisters to be looked at either. so how you would want your women-folk to be treated, you treat others' the same as well...
...desperate for husnul-khitaam...
please make dua that Allah grants me a good end (to my life). please make dua that Allah guides me.
i didnt read all these, but that one i did and i must advice *whilst trying to hold back anger * lower your gaze.
akhee, when a sister covers modesty it is becuase she DOES NOT want to be stared at, so please respect that. if not for anything else, than for the sake of the sister who shields herself from the gazes of men, because she sure as hell knows she isn't covering no reason.
and as a side thing as well: even if a woman-Muslim or otherwise-dresses immodestly, doesn't mean she wants to be stared at. and also sisters have brothers and dads and im pretty sure they wouldnt want their daughters/sisters to be looked at either. so how you would want your women-folk to be treated, you treat others' the same as well...
Sister i would just like to notify you that its just a poem,but lowering of the gaze is something so important its unimaginable...so thanks for the valuable reminder
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