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Gia Nov 2018
I’ve always heard time is supposed to heal the pain,
But the pain I feel is keeping me from feeling sane.
It is now our second birthday without you here to blow the candles out.
I would’ve never thought we’d end up on this route.
I reminisce on the photos we share,
And constantly think to myself “this isn’t fair”.
Living in a world without you is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do,
But I must feel lucky for the 16 years I got to be with you.
I wish everyday you could’ve met the people in my life now,
And I still ask myself if there’s a way somehow.
Twenty-nine years ago you were born,
But today all I can hold onto are things you’ve worn.
I keep going to text you “Happy Birthday”,
But knowing you’re not on the otherside to receive it leaves me in dismay.
The candles remain tucked away in the box,
In replace we light the room with sunflowers blooming from their stalks.
You brought love and laughter to everyone you met,
And we’ll always share those stories as our strength outlet.
I continue to live a life you’d be proud of
As I know you’re always watching me from above.
As you rest in heaven,
Today we celebrate- forever 27.
Shofi Ahmed Nov 2018
Peace be upon you
Peace be upon you.
The moment you were born
were summoned to Earth
far from heaven.
Far no more, no more
heaven is now an open door
close to the believers' souls!

Peace be upon you
Peace be upon you.
The moment did you dip
your toe in this mortal soil.
Mortal no more, no more
it becomes sublimely
the most beautiful of all!

Peace be upon you
Peace be upon you.
The moment you breathed life
your perfume stirred the water
the meaning of life is obscured
no more, no more
it’s all clear like the full moon!

Peace be upon you
Peace be upon you.
East to the west
you are the best.
The leading light
shines at the fore.
'Rahmatul lil Alamin'
Mercy to the world.
for the mankind
for the evening star
and the morning rose
you brought peace to all!
Michael Hart, the author of the book "The 100 Most Influential People", it took him 28 years to complete it. He ranked Prophet Mohammad (PBUH) No 1 on the list.

While he was giving a lecture in London, he was booed and interrupted.
People were complaining as to why he ranked Prophet Muhammed (PBUH) as No 1?

He said:
"The Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) stood in the middle of Makkah in the year 611 and said to the people: 'I am the Prophet of Allah'.
Four people believed in him; his BEST FRIEND, his WIFE and two KIDS!
Now, even after 1400 years, the number of Muslims has gone over 1.5 billion and still expanding.
He could not have been a liar, because a lie will not last 1400 years! Nor could you fool 1.5 billion people!
Another thing to ponder is that even after all this time, millions of Muslims will not hesitate to sacrifice their lives over one word that would hurt their Prophet".

"Is there even one Christian willing to do that for Jesus?"

After that, there was DEAD SILENCE in the whole auditorium!
Sudipta Maity Nov 2018
Hey there!
My dear birthday girl.
surrounding among friends
standing in front of the table,
getting redy to slice the cake.
Wishper, how do you feel?
Have you forgotten me yet?
or I'm still remain as bubbles
in your heart?
Dn't worry! please smile.
for me, it's no more painful.
I am writing  you,
here, from miles away,
by blowingout,
single candle on a cupcake,
a letter of love.
Since, throughout the year
I'm thinking of you a lot
that it's full my brain
with billion terabytes
by jpeg of your pretty face
MP3 voice and by your 4k smile.
Oh! You look like a princes,
Yes, you do.
Hot, young and beautifull.
I swear, it's true.
It's my wishes that,
I will must be there.
by your side forever.
Like the diray your life time
or the status of your time line
whatever you will do
or wherevere you are.
I wish, I will be there.
with dark chocolate and red rose
In the subways and metroes
by holding your hand,
I wish, I will be there.
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling
Throug your sky.
Hey pretty lady
you've got me on my knees.
Do accept all my apologies.
hold me tight,
save me inside your cries.
If there, still hate
growing for me.
I deserve to be
in prison verily.
I so dearly long
with brave heart,
waiting for your  return
as queen in my dream.
Happy birthday to you!
The Mellon Nov 2018
Twenty-One years and a day ago,
On a lonely November night,

There was a woman,
One who is to be respected and loved.
Who was nine months pregnant
No longer.

In her arms arrived a crying pale child,
The mother whispered her name
And the wind caught it.

Little did she know that whisper traveled to me, 17 years later,
And delivered to me the name,
Of the woman I fell in love with.
Happy birthday my love, or at least it was yesterday :) <3
elle jaxsun Nov 2018
a week ago
i turned 26.

two days ago
i hurt myself again
for the first time
in four years.

this time i didn't
use the little blades
from my razor.

this time i
got more personal.
used my own fingernails
to dig deep for the life
i'm scared to live
beneath this skin.

then i took some
deep breaths in
& restarted the journey again.
yikes. isn't it so scary to be so honest with yourself?
Xion Nov 2018
it's almost your birthday
you would of been 20
and we would be laughing
thinking back on how
our problems were so small
compared to things now
but we'd be okay
cuz we'd help each other

it's almost your birthday
would you be proud of me?
i've done so many things
that i know you'd love
a lot of the time
i wish you were around
because i need the extra push
and you always gave me one

it's almost your birthday
and it's hard not to cry
thinking about you
always makes me a mess
you would of done great things
but i guess it's done now
i promise i'll do good
for both of our sakes

it's almost your birthday
and i miss you tori
i miss you a lot
11/13/98-5/26/14
One day, Dad and Mom find out I'm growing inside.  What a warm, relaxing place to be. Sounds are like echoes, but pleasant to hear. I'm so small, my little heart beats fast like the wings of a hummingbird.

Times passes and I have grown. The sounds, muffled I hear, are getting familiar to me. My little arms have grown and I have fingers. My little legs also have grown and I have toes.  Not as much room to move around though.

A little more time passes and I'm getting uncomfortable, no more room to move. One day, I have an urge to roll so my head is down.  I am getting an urge that something new is going to happen.

Then it happens.  All the warm fluid I have been in leaves me and suddenly I feel like I am being squeezed.  I get a little break, then the squeezing starts again.  I'm being pushed into a small tunnel.  I think, "am I gonna fit?", then the squeezing gets stronger and there are no more breaks.

First my head goes into the black tunnel, wow, so much pressure.  Then I feel one of my shoulders enter the tunnel, wow, so tight.  Then my other shoulder pops into the tunnel.  Sure am happy I developed a bit of a slimy coating, or I would get stuck.

The top of my head is getting cold, I don't understand what is happening to me.  The constant pressure is still there but I only move a little at a time. The outside noises are silent right now.  I feel afraid.

Oh my, lots of pressure and my whole head pops out.  Something is happening to me.  I feel something hard in my nose and my mouth.  Feels like it's going to **** my insides out.  Lot's of really loud noises and the light is too bright, I can't see.

Once more I feel some pressure and my whole body slides out of the tight hole I was in.  As my chest expands, I take in my first breath of air.  All of the sudden, something in my chest takes over and I keep taking in air and blowing it out.  How strange that feels.

Lots of loud talking and someone wraps something warm around me.  I see shapes and shadows.  The person that caught me when I came out put cold things on where I'm attached to my mother.  Then he severs us from each other and I'm taken somewhere else.

I'm really frightened, I start to cry.  What a strange noise, but I can't stop.  Where is my mother, where am I?  Why are they doing all these strange things to me.  I'm in a warm box and my protective coating is getting cleaned off.  Someone is putting something in my eyes, now I really can't see.  Someone is putting something on the lower part of my body, it's staying on.  Someone pulls each of my arms into something warm, they lift my bottom and put my little legs inside.  Then they snap it up, funny popping noises.

Wow, I'm really tired, but my tummy feels funny.  I get wrapped up into a warm blanket and I am brought back to my Mom.  She wraps her arms around me and I can hear her voice and her heartbeat. I feel safe again.   She bares her breast and helps guide my mouth to her milk.  It takes me a little coaxing to latch onto her ******, but when I get a good hold, her warm milk pours into my mouth and I  swallow as fast as I can.  I knew how to swallow while I was inside in my warm fluids.  I drink as much as I can, but now I'm really tired, can't keep my eyes open anymore.

I fall into a peaceful slumber, there in my mother's arms.  Wow, what an adventure. What will I dream about?  Only me and God know that.
Inner thoughts of how the infant feels about birth.
delilah Nov 2018
what's with the romanization of 17
why is it made out to be a pinnacal of teenage
why is it the highlight of punk songs
why was it the ******* year
17 was quite awful to me
let's see
i began by getting my heart broken
proceeded to spiral
so i chopped off my hair
because that's what the pretty girl does in every coming of age movie
she chops off her hair then everything gets better
well not for me
i kept spiraling
spiraled more and more as each piece of my hair hit the floor
then i chose to be a *****
i was desperate for attention
desperate to be wanted
and then i was
by one
two
three
four
then i went green
before i chopped it all again
and maybe the end of 17 hasn't been so bad
minus my ***** friends
but overall
i'd rate it a 6/10
let's hope 18 is better
tomorrow (november 6) is my 18th birthday
mainly excited to vote
and for pasta
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