oh my Love, why dost Thy tear up this heart
whereas noone has ever lived inside
Thee, no comparison, nor any part
of this felt alone, 'tis Thee Who resides

'tis Thy Love to breath, what i need indeed
forever Ye'll be in this life of mine
my all belongs to Ye, for Thee i bleed
for everythin' that is, be Thine

why dost Thou break it, again 'n' again
this body created be holdin' its soul
why is it for me hard to understand
i don't need to know everything's role

oh ofcourse, Ye know, 'tis within my tears
my love too little, my biggest of fears

*
..love always...



عرفان بن يوسف © AH 16/03/1439

like Jesus, may peace be upon thy soul
he without a sin may throw the first stone

like Noah, may peace be upon thy soul
he concerned 'bout the people left alone

like Moses, may peace be upon thy soul
he would stand there, but not without Aaron*
(may peace be upon thy soul)

like my Job, may peace be upon thy soul
who these life-lessons in patience has shown

like Jonah, may peace be upon thy soul
still trust God while in this belly below

Abraham, may peace be upon thy soul
to be the very father of belief

Muhammad, may peace be upon thy soul
be the final completion bein' sown


..love always...



عرفان بن يوسف © AH 09/03/1439

i, the writer, yet never am i pleased
whatever been penned down never succeeds
to my expectations, nor to my needs
for the meanin' of words seem to get ceased

i, the gardener, be sowin' this seed
whatever to be said shall never reach
for hearin' be all different to each
no poet am i, no artist indeed

i, be as just human, as i could reach
understandin' alone my heart shall lead
'tis knowledge upon which my mind does feed
no fame, nor admirers, that i beseech

i may be hopin' just someone to read
these ways my letters on paper do bleed

(or maybe how they be finally freed)

*
..love always...



عرفان بن يوسف © AH 08/03/1439

turely wulod wnat to witre ye a ncie peom
but i cnnaot seem to get tehse wrods rghit
ye see all my letrets are so mxied up
resmelbin' excat wath be on my mnid

tho smeowehre i hvae hared taht wehn ineded
the fisrt 'n' the lsat lteter rhgilty palced
one salhl be albe to msaetr 'n' raed
wrdos rhgit in the eaxct crorcet odrer

ye see i srue am not taht wreid at all
tho at laset not mroe tahn any one can
wahtveer uopn to, or waht we slahl

jsut nveer be of toshe rdaey to ban
wihcveer ye siltl do not udnrtaensd
do not be of tsohe be jgudin' the man

*
..lvoe alawys...



عرفان بن يوسف © AH 04/03/1439

as never had she felt like this within
walkin' by she met somethin' never seen
it was this sight at him that caught her eyes
so her body, so her mind, all tremblin'

although he looks like any other guy
there's somethin' 'round him she cannot define
now his turn he tries to identify
why clearly this woman lookin' at him

tho both 'ave nothin' be fearin' at all
this sense of sensin' still fully unknown
little they know their honest truth be shown

i say oh there must be somethin' therein
when love began to fly, spreadin' its wings
as there their moment of magic begins

*
..love always...



عرفان بن يوسف © AH 02/03/1439

now say when shall we find to realize
how they keep lurin' us into their lies
we forsaken abilities of minds
now say how is it ever we shall find

by the "yes's" pronounced, tho "no" we mean
these roads we walk, but do not want to be
why bother, when we do not seem to see
proses we make, upon cliches we lean

metaphors we come up with, eas'ly done
most times not knowin', where it all comes from
for these thoughts alone keeps us reelin'
upon those mysteries 'n' real meanings

for there's more outside our understandin'
when we stop wander inside our feelings
*

..love always...



عرفان بن يوسف © AH 02/03/1439

my fears shall never be the same as thine
thy tears will never be more dry than mine
while heartache can't touch me at heart's recline
like death can't break me when just a new birth

my fears shall be, even to hurt a bird
or not to be there when love needs handin'
nor to want anyone remain unheard
for carin' all will be carin' my own

my tears will be, for not understandin'
my purpose of existin' 'ere on earth
for when this life will 'ave its endin'
i shall finally face what i 'ave sown

so these are some thoughts that i be livin'
not just some feelings i 'ave made my home
*

..love always...



عرفان بن يوسف © AH 01/03/1439