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whenever word fails...
silence prevails...
listen to tis
alluring echo of
unsaid
and unspoken
not ears
but...
only heart
can feel....
this everlasting zeal..!
sometimes silence between two lovers is enough for them as their hearts speak themselves...!
 Jan 2016 MdAsadullah
Jodey Ross
Pain is your friend.

Pain tells you when you've been wounded badly.

But you know the best part about pain?

It tells you you're not DEAD YET.
Lost in a world of cruel misfortune
I'm just another ***** orphan
Searching for that elusive love
That will raise me far above
This pitiful life in which I dwell
A regular modern living hell
Planted in front of the tv at night
Tears sliding down my checks in the flickering light
Dreaming that in the light of day
A gentle heart my way, will sway
Take my hand, lead me to the stars
As he kisses every single scar
But for now I'm just a lonely orphan
Wallowing in love's misfortune

oh you bringer of glad tides
His most ultimate of prides
if all of creation couldn't lie
they'd all be puttin' ye high

oh you speaker of the truth
His all of messenger's roof
if none of words could give
the worths of how ye'd live

oh you the defined example
His divine very own sample
if guidance would be ample
what'll save us the trample

oh you saviour of mankind
His mercy on deaf 'n' blind
if we ignorant can't display
what's 'tween night 'n' day

oh you the light upon light
His avail with which ignite
if the darkness will prevail
what track wouldn't derail

oh you guide upon the path
His only way without scath
if the wrath is kept hidden
what door will be forbidden

oh you holder of the heavenly key
His knowledge 'n' secrets to ye be

so to get back at this sinner's plea
oh you would ye please rescue me


..assalaato assalaamo alayka ya Sayyidi...!


..salawaat'Ullahi wa salaamahu alayhi wa aalihi wa sahbihi...!


..love always...*


عرفان بن يوسف © AH 19/06/1436

From all of the blanks
floatin' up in my mind
By knowledge indeed
i am but as blind

So without it to prevail
there is no understandin'
For a word just mere a word
when nothin' in the endin'

Tho to believe 'n' witness
firmly within my capabilities
Please would Ye make it one
of ibn Yusuf's accepted abilities

By flowin' through veins
'n' the ponderin' upon
The heart alone to beget
which thread to be on

Thy example of livin'
aswell as Thy deeds
Come to be the only things
that i will ever need
*

..assalaato assalaamo alayka ya Sayyidi...!


..salawaat'Ullahi wa salaamahu alayhi wa aalihi wa sahbihi...!


..revive thy consiousness
    'n'
       love always...



عرفان بن يوسف © AH 23/01/1437
Tell me what happens
When the last of them fall
Will the sun cease
To share its love with the sky?
Will the wall built on sacrifice
Crumble to the ground
As we lay beneath it?
Can stars covered in cloud
Shine as brightly as before?
Or will all that we know
Fade, quiet and serene
Never to be seen again?
What will we do
When the last of them fall?
Can we ever regain
That which we have lost?
Written after the death of my grandmother, who was the last living grandparent I had
On a long road that led to the past,
I kept walking until I fell apart
Regrets made me bury myself in the ground,
Each wrong deed of mine hurts like an open wound
Searched for the good deeds that I must have done,
So in the hell I wouldn't have to burn
Oh but my life said it's time to leave,
Death is waiting for us in the grave
Suddenly, I woke up from my dream,
Took a deep breath and saw the sun beams
A sign that I was still alive,
A sign that I could make things right
About a man who sees a dream about how wrong he had done in the past that he can't find any good he had done and suddenly his time ends.
dancing and dancing all throughout
the house.

playing hide and seek and a game of
cat and mouse.

a very happy little girl and that's all i
hope she'll ever be.

loveable and having a heart that's wild
and carefree.

childhood memories of how things used
to be for this old broken man.

if things were seen through my old eyes
how much would she understand?

old eyes versus the newly opened eyes
of a brand new day.

would she change the world infectiously
to see things her way?
for Laila...........
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