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 May 2014 ن
Gaby Comprés
all i can say is
thank You
thank You
thank You
because who looks at this
mess of a heart, of a soul
and finds beauty in it?
You.
who looks at the awful things i did
and instead of pointing a finger,
instead of casting a stone,
or turning their back
they smile and whisper that it's okay?
You.
who looks at this heart who everyone couldn't love
and tells it that it is the most loved heart in the whole entire universe?
*You.
 May 2014 ن
Sharina Saad
Love
 May 2014 ن
Sharina Saad
Innocence
Love is...
Pure feelings
when two hearts attached.
To love
is never a guilt
Never a crime
If you ever felt guilty
for loving someone
Perhaps you don't
even understand..
don't even know
what, how love is...
 May 2014 ن
Sharina Saad
Before we were
Christians,
Muslims,
Jews,
Hindus,
Sikhs,
we were all human.
The funny thing is that we still are
We have just forgotten it...
We are all human,
regardless of religion and race
If you can't accept this simple concept even
say good bye to globalization
and internalization
and be in your comfort zone...
safe and sound...
 May 2014 ن
Sharina Saad
At the lowest point of my life
He never leaves me alone
I don't get to see him
to worship him
But i feel him
his spirit surrounds
He guides me in the most
holy way...
just when there is no one to talk to
He listens to each prayers of mine
he may not solve all my troubles
but he shows me the way...
he may not grant all my wishes
but he teaches me patience
tests me and directs me
till i accept all the challenges
as i keep my faith stronger
he is the only one god
who will save me from
evil deeds and makes my life complete
In my darkest days,
when my spirit the weakest
I am not alone
Allah is always with me...
I am a Muslim and I am proud. I believe in my god and I respect other religious faiths.
 May 2014 ن
Sharina Saad
Waking up at the wee hours
For the sake of Allah
I wash and clean myself
I humbly worship god
Thats all I do
Everyday I pray...

I have been  asking too much
from him
Did he ever complain?
No... God has mercy
I keep asking day and night
Five times a day, sometimes more
For this and that.. I ask
Am I not ashamed?
A little perhaps
but I am humble...
I keep asking, keep wanting...
keep pleading, keep praying...
Keep worshipping...

I believe in him
Even when I don't see him
I trust him
Even when I don't hear him
I keep my faith
He is  the most  merciful,
the most compassionate
He sees me
even when I am hiding
He hears me
even when I am silent

I am not pure and perfect
to deserve god's heaven
but I fear the hell fire...
I could feel the blaze...
Dear God you are creator of everything
You are the guardian over everything
Protect me from evils
Guide me to heaven
I am only a human
Humbly I submit myself to you...
 May 2014 ن
Sebastian Perez
In the Name of Allah the Magnificent the Beneficent, Allah you show me much of You're Gratitude, my prayer are never sufficent.  

Allah my heart and soul pleads for Your Grace, my life has turned for the worse please have Mercy on my soul and all my sins erase.  

Deep in the valley in the darkness of life, so difficult to find an exit that would lead me out of this strife.  

I supplicate, my soul cries searching for guidance, so deep in this worldly life while crawly out of subsidence.  

Reconciling and searching for the better things You offer, forgiveness in my vocal cord is stifled, my soul suffer.  

Allah, Your Greatness is so sound Your Creation is so perfect in Your way, my Lord hear my prayer don't let me go astray.  

The rain You bring upon us fulfills the rich supplement of life for mandkind, the lost gratitude and praises we leave so behind.  

Forgive me Allah of my pass and coming sins, I beg for Your Compassion from now and till my new life begins.  

Cleans my heart and soul, with Your Heavenly Grace make me as white as snow, forgiveness is the best that I know.
 May 2014 ن
Jeuden Totanes
Mother
 May 2014 ن
Jeuden Totanes
Her voice is like the ocean
i love it
when she murmurs sweetly
to herself
and her soft speaking
would soothe and calm me down
But sometimes
She can get really loud
like the seas
roaring in a storm

Her hair varies
She wakes up like Bob Marley
brushes it
goes to work
wearing it like any ordinary woman
when she comes home
her hair reminds me
of dry fuzzy grass
during hot summer months

Her hands are always busy
Scrubbing, writing, cooking
It's almost rough
like sandpaper
but when sometimes
she holds me with care
They're like the
velvet palms I don't wanna let go

Mother's eyes
They are windows of an old dungeon
and a strong person
is locked and lonely inside
but sometimes
her eyes seem to sparkle
and sing
and I hate it when I see
beads of water
trailing on her cheeks

Mother
A powerful soul,
who molded and taught me
about life, about this world
with her voice,
her hands,
her eyes

Mother
who cared and scolded
I miss her tender kisses
her warm hugs
which I get often
when i was still small

I know I've grown up,
It's not that it's awkward
I hate that it has changed this way
but I also know
deep inside
that worn-out soul
still lies a burning flame
of love and parently care

I just know that.
Mother knows that.
Only time will tell.
Only time will show.

But I am afraid of waiting.
I am afraid it might be too late.
Even if they say, it's never too late.

Mother.
Whose heart and spirit has shaped
and formed
the person I am now.
Mother.
Who has been with me through all this time.

My Mother.
The one thing,
The one person,
I can be most proud of.

Mother.
My Mother.
To my most loved Mom. Can't tell this personally, but it's what I feel.. Love You Mom!
 May 2014 ن
Simpleton
They say that we're oppressed
Suffocating behind veils
And wear un-attractive bin bags
Shapeless and nameless

They say we're not allowed to be educated
And assume we can't speak English
That we're slaves to men
And we should forsake the medieval religion

The medieval religion that gave me life
And stopped female child infanticide
The one that treats me equal with no false illusions

The one that says that I should be respected as a person not a body
The one that first gave me rights
To vote and own property

The religion that commands me to seek knowledge and educate
To travel for this duties sake
And allows me to keep my name

Islam says that I should be covered
Like all things rare and special
Pearls and diamonds
You wouldn't flash your jewels for the taking

Nuns are admired for their devotion
And respected for their piety
Also clinging on to their modesty
Our models are Maryam or Mary

Not a cent that I earn has to be spent on anyone but myself
And the best of men in Allah's eyes
Is one who treats me the best
 May 2014 ن
thinklef
I'M ISLAM
 May 2014 ن
thinklef
Assalamu alaikum, may peace be upon you!
I'm Islam,
The religion of peace & ease
Islam is not hatred or adversity
or a course in the university
Hold on a minute,
I'm sure you are familiar with me,
Oh yes you're,
You see me everyday in the news,
Been accused of things I didn't do,
Are you amused or transfixed
Cause I'm been abused?
Lol let me break it down for you,
Like my brother kadir rightly said,
In his last poem,I'm not a terrorist,
They say,
I have become a threat to the west to the world in wide,
I have been black listed,
Among the list of the rest to the west,
You know,
It sounds so funny when I'm been addressed as a terror,
Some even go far calling me an error,
They say i terrorise & create tension
that's not my intention,
I don't give out such instructions,
I have obligated you to fast & pray,
& not discriminate,
I have obligated you not to hate & lower your gaze,
For lustful eyes crystallize Into habit & habit solidifies into circumstance,
I tell you not to use harmful substance,
For the pain won't subside,
it will only lead to suicide,
I tell you to respect others religion,
and play with your wife during your leisure,
I tell you to be kind to others & never raise your hand on a woman,
I mean if I tell you that,
Why would you raise your hand on a human,
I have given you a holy book of truth,
Sent from up above your roof,
Yet you go from root to root searching for truth & then you end up been used,
I tell you not you **** unjustly,
You may call me a saint,
Yes I'm,
Cause i've been sent by the creator to the creations,
I'm not a preacher nor a teacher,
But I'm here to preach to those who are wretched & rich,
My message to humanity is that vanity,
creates insanity,
So to those who are sensitive,
Take up the responsibility to defend my name ,
In time of shame,
Some i permit ,some i do not,
For you will have a shade in hereafter.
#misconceptions
 May 2014 ن
Simpleton
Palestine
 May 2014 ن
Simpleton
This is our land
We will fight to keep
Fight to live
For this land
We weep

O wanderer ask me
Ask this land
Whose am I?
For I am no one's
You are mine

— The End —