The way you
Make me laugh
To the top
With a song
My very soul
With your love
Found in you
To wind I lend my ears,
her pranks instantly cheers, then
on our separate ways.
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 25
BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem
Silence, Silence, Silence…..
Eternal silence accurately represents my eternal solitude.
Eternal silence is precisely my deepening shadow.
Eternal silence is enough for my gently Heart beats.
Eternal silence is morally my Heartily cheer.
Eternal silence is wisely to tell the truth about my Meditate.
Silence, get rid our desired distance.
Silence, gently wipe my sad tears.
Mostly I, visit in my ominous Silence.
My loyal heart beats fiercely, and halt instantly in my breathless silence.
Divine creator! Carefully constructed the eternal universe, In Silence
Whatever he naturally created, everything will be precisely end in eternal silence…
Silence, Silence, Silence…..
Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem
Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
oooh! We must dance
the blood are bleeding at earth
the oppressed people have no sounds
they have homeless ,the sky is their covers
the lands is their beds
their friends are birds and animals
the wilds became nearer than the human hearts
they deal with them more safer than human deals
the wild tusks and nails are more mercy than the man speeches
look at Syria, palestine and Burma lands
the unfair nations said that," they are the God's hands
who brought them to establish justice at every sands
so, they must clear the land from the bad persons
the haggard and the backwards persons must be cancelled
as they are the reasons of every terrorist
what will they or they can do?
one comes with guns, tanks and planes surrounding their lands
killing them as insects without any merciful appearance
at the end one smiles and says," happy christmas"
yes, happy christmas but their rights and peace
must be established to show their white teeth
the red indian are done by new copy of white face
the colors are the same, they walked on two legs
they are not wild or have not black hearts
say to them happy new year
give them hand to make them feel
give them the help and share
with their humanity and return their
happiness, calm and the chance to live
at kind life with the smile and happy cheer
happy new year we say and forget the weak and the suffering persons
In this moment i feel fine.
Not trapped like falls foliage under neath winters white blanket.
Neither do i feel free
Like the fowl that flew south.
I feel somewhere in the awkward middle ground between
Flight and containment.
But what a beautiful feeling.
I may not be airbourne,
Honking with the lively flock of beasts
Seeking asylum from winters
But at least im above ground.
And thats encouraging.
Just jotting a little poem. Alot of people go through **** this time of year. Some have the best times of their lives. Just happy to be riding the in between. Merry xmas every body.
Ornaments and lights decorate trees
Traditions that we've made this to be
Presents are generous, but to be alive
Is the gift that continues to give
Because your presence
Is a present
Focus energy not on tensions
Or frustrations, but realizing
Appreciations for each lesson
Blessing, and silver lining
For Christmas cheer, is to be kind
To unite love like peace signs
And as we celebrate his birthday
To keep the good faith in mind.
I wrote this poem in honor of Christmas, last year. It's my first Christmas poem that I can remember dedicating to the holiday. I had also written a song about Christmas, but I'm pretty sure this was my first poem about it. I hope you find something to like. ^^
after I took
a few tokes
I can’t do ****,
except lay here
and feel the vibrations
from all the traffic
on Old 60
Was gonna quit, but I just so happened to get hooked up with a nice, fragrant little nugget that was shaped a bit like a Pine Tree!
Little boy blue
In love with his shoe
Polish and clean
So fondly you gleam
Smile in delight
Scuffs in spite
Return to anew
You and your laced shoe
Title is a play on words, as mending a shoe could represent training the ability to stand tall/ confidence. Cleaning the shoe, getting rid of the faults. Heel to heal.
what am I doing here?
lost within my mind
hoping for the best
I feel like I'm running blind
Is this another test?
filled with my own horrors
There is no more cheer
my heart races for you,
it goes the extra mile for you,
it passes the finish line for you,
it does all these things for you
and you aren’t even there to cheer it on from the crowd