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 Oct 2017 Ahmed Ali
Tammy M Darby
With no conscience bombs were dropped
The bodies of children lay scattered
Hearts forever stopped
Home and families destroyed
Blood ran the streets
Welcome to Freedom and Democracy

They looked away
While millions died
The elected leader
By the US decried
We are here to help they said
Spreading their disease
Welcome to Freedom and Democracy

So they ***** the land
The oil and minerals seized
Welcome to Freedom and Democracy
The stars and stripes of death
Gently waves in the breeze
Welcome to Freedom and Democracy

All Rights Reserved @ Tammy M. Darby Oct. 17, 2017.
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[You] are the whisper
          that
floats
        on
the
           wind,
giving me a hope
I never want to end.

[You] are my wish
            from
                a
                         ­     falling
                                          star,
    ­     my lucky penny
in that old glass jar.

[You] are my heart
        that
gentle
            caress,
touching me deep
with such tenderness.

[You] are the shine
      from
that
             silver
         moon,
the word of your promise
a faithful love tune.

[You] are my sun
a
        true
                loving
                       ­ light,
                      stay in my heart
forever shining bright.
~
~~<@>~~

The tears of a rose
Will soak and stain
They're from her heart
They're stored up rain

They come from heaven
To flow down thorns
They sing in screams
From her lips torn

They can be acid
To burn the bloom
They can be crystal
Reflecting moons

The rose will open
In dead of night
The tears from petals
Refract the light

They cascade down
Drop from the leaves
For her soul
She sits and grieves

For her soul
The drops fall down
They feed her roots
Under the ground

They bring her back
The legend goes
There's healing in

Tears of a rose


SøułSurvivør
(C) 10/3/2017
I was talking to a friend this evening. Praying with her. She just endured a tremendous life setback. Said she couldn't stop crying. This metaphor came to my mind. This poem is for my dear friend. It is my sincerest hope that it brings healing.

I'm really sorry i haven't been reading. I have excellent reasons, of which some of you are aware. I just don't want you to think that I don't care. I do. I just have a lot on my plate. Thanks for understanding.

♡♡ LOVE YOU ALL! ♡♡
 Oct 2017 Ahmed Ali
Mike Hauser
I stole this tune from a mockingbird
Where outside my window he was perched
I kept the rhythm added rhyme
And the words, well they're all mine

The song he sang was a happy one
I think he got from another bird in love
When you whistle love it's hard to keep
So much so it inspired me

The tune I kept inside my head
Until there was no whistle in my whistle left
That's when in my mind I did decide
I needed to add a few rhyming lines

But I kept the tune of the mockingbird
Just thought it could use a few good words
Cause words can be a powerful thing
When added to a bird that sings
The key to happiness is lower expectations,











Lower,







Much lower,





There you go!
oh ALLAH fill my heart with light
and,fill this light all around  me
and, fill my right and left with light
and fill my  above and below with light
and, fill light before me ,behind me

"and make light for me"

and  fill my tongue and  me with light
and  fill  my meat, my blood with light
and fill light in my hair, in my skin
and fill this light in my self

"and make light for me "

oh ALLAH give me light
al quran surah noor

Aey ALLAH mery dil ma noor dal day
aur meri sama'at o basarat ma noor **..
aur mery dai'n aur bai'n janib noor **..
aur mery oper or nechy noor **..
aur mery agay pechy noor **..
aur mery liye noor bana day..
aur meri zaban o asab ma noor ** ..
aur mery ghosht aur laho ma noor **..
aur mery baal or khal ma noor ** ..
aur mery nafs ma noor **..
aur mere liey barha dey noor ko..
Aey ALLAH mujhy noor ata kar .
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