Freestyle Poetry Thread

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his in fear
shes intoxicated
he looks for protection
she seeks out attention
he prays for a shield
she lookin to make zina real
his chokin on toxic gasses
shes lovin the young mens passes
he notices his sister in the distance
she lowers every form of resistance
he see's tall men in uniforms
she attractin young men from her dorms
his insides rip as he see's her raped
shes willing to even let it be taped
his in amidst warzones of gaza
shes in the hottest club in the plaza
 
Simply...

Well just wow.

Although I'd do anything for you to write something nice about her
 
sand drops from the hourglass
she see's her time slowly pass
the days turn to months
the months turn to years
her insides been reduced of all fears
she no longer - for this world - cares
a true zahida - she knows its a test
wiv such understanding - truelly she been blessed
she resisted the devils carress
her doubts in islaam - in agony - with torture she supressed
she lifts her head high - knowing Allah knows best
she knows - although she may not understand it now
Allah works in her best interest -
a child forms in her womb
from a time enveloped by gloom
the second he appears she forgets all the pain
like Allah purified her from every stain
he grows up a true fighter in the way of Allaah
till he meets his father - on the fields of sana'
he raises a gun - shoots him dead
becomes martyred - becomes answered for every prayer he ever said...
 
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I dunno how you do it.

May Allah (swt) reserve for you a palace in Jannatul Firdaws.
 
suffereing from inferiority complex
teens who veered from the holy text
looking up to high profile 'fake' muslims
who are here secretly influencing
on behalf of secularists who like to indoctrinate minds...mental fencing
we are spoon fed too much bull crap
NO! time to say there's always tmrow
from this second we should all snap and prevent the day after todays sorrow


its almost 12am and i started it and i have no time to finish it
 
thats good i can hardly get my brain to work at that time :p
 
:enough!::enough!::enough!: its 12:50 and i have to wake up for fajr :exhausted LI is messing up my schedule
 
quick jokey freestyle

...my eman dealt a big blow...now my heart has a dent
im known as the broke bloke with pockets full of lint
but still keep a killer instinct
i have more attitude than a sister who has acquired the feminist bug
like ''men are losers incompatible with love'' pffff!!
but that’s just a grainy perception like a 3rd world country TV 'SHSHSHSHSHshshsh...
don’t let the devil intersect and start a mental intersectshhhion
making fun has become my habituation …so lets stop there…back to my life now,tryna be on the right path
I slyly lurk busily at work oppps it time for salat roll out the prayer mat and have the ppl think im a psychopath
'whats wrong with him'
'why is his hands next to his chest and why the heck is his voice dim'?????


lol i think better stop there
 
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Yo.... pardon me if the is irrational cus its a freestyle
so imma keep it passionately wild
like a troublesome kid being handed his first set of crayola’s
while i munch on the macaroni that was from yesterday‘s left ova’s
i will colour u in ‘hehehe’ with typed up words and sentences filled with metaphors and similes
and if this is silly and corny like hillbilly’s...stuff U! Cus I will whack u with a keyboard that has cheesy grease
they say bad habits die hard but inshallah i will burn mines into smithereens
im religiously more focussed ....lamb chop side burns.. I’m the new wolverine
a shabby student my odour is pollutant
i have a swarm of flies the size of clouds
t-shirt turns dirty then simply wear em inside out.!!............lol


its just another jokey freestyle....and ive stopped cus its getting tedious
 
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