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Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 47

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

Faithfully serving likely;
Others isn’t a social service.
Its mandatory towards yourselves,
To properly serve other.
As you represent equally as being,
As others who breathe equally.
As the divine creator, He;
Naturally Create every dear soul as equally.
To fondly cherish each other,
And faithfully serve each others.

Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Elles talks Jan 30
It’s as though my heart is drawn to you and I cannot explain the feelings I get when yours finally meets mine
Short but sweet.
Invocation Jan 26
And you're too tired to talk to me
I wish I had more to say to a faceless community but you're asleep next to me and I don't dare wake you. You work in the morning. It IS the morning. You've been busting *** while I sit happily on mine. How can I wake you to share these thoughts you need to hear? Sleep is my favourite comfort zone. I shan't take it away from you. Sleep blissfully my love.
Thorns Jan 25
When you feel the light
It's like the beautiful sun shining, smiling at you
Even after your sin, it still loves you
Don't deny the truth
Just feel the shine into your dark soul
The warmth, the semi-happiness
(though your depressed and alone)
The clouds roll by...
Making different shapes
As you lay there alone and in this moment you are happy...
Then a cloud blocks the sun as the rain falls
But you still cherish it...
And smile as you get soaked running to your car
You felt the light
Got cleansed of your demons by the pouring rain
May it wash your sin away
For now...
For a moment so rare, can only last a moment...
Though we will cherish them forever...
Carl Miller Jan 15
I will not lament the cold
It's embrace, biting and mighty
A long drawn sigh from the Giant's mouth
Begins a tale so loved and so old

Her mind was innocent, whimsical and young
When the story took life with the old Giant's tongue
A little stone house, it's path guarded with snow
With a little creek frozen over, not an ebb, nor a floe

Yet a heart of heavy iron did reside in his chest
With darkened, old memories He did long to forget
Those tired, warm eyes cried cold, frozen tears
When that biting, mighty frost came through
That to his only beloved son laid rest
Written 17/12/18
Carolina Jan 12
Nothings ever enough to satisfy another's soul,
     of how you should live your life to please them.
You will never please anyone enough,
     to fulfill their lustful hunger
     even if you conquer their dirtiest request.
You'll never earn their love bending backwards,
    at your hips,
    to give their feet butterfly kisses,
    of needing love.
Until the day you die,
    the leak in the corners of you eye will continue,
    if you chose to love those who don't deserve your heart.
Until you cherish the drum that beats,
    in the cavity of your chest,
No one will ever believe you are enough,
    to give you the respect you deserve.
Eric Jan 11
Does anyone have a soul I can shake hands with?
Poetress2 Dec 2018
However do I tell you,
how much you mean to me;
I fear that you will laugh,
or maybe set me free.
This love I feel for you,
is rare in many ways;
I fear that if I tell you,
you'll turn and run away.
I adore all things about you,
since the day when we first met;
I'll cherish you forever,
on this you can always bet.
For when I am without you,
I feel so sad inside;
It's as if you are the only thing,
that's keeping me alive.
I pray I'll find the strength,
to say these things to you;
But for now I'll continue,
to cherish all you do.
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