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Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 59

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

Eternal truth sincerely believes a unique path.
Might be vexing or arduous.But it's never changed
from the day one of my divine Beloved creation,
who the eternal verity!

Untrue universally support the innumerable path.
It constantly changes, typically based upon his constant desire.
Like the devil path, who the deceit bitterly cursed, and evildoer.

Choose wisely, which possible path.
You naturally want to walk constantly.

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

Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Yaryna 3d

I let the stars to fall on his arms
To give his eyes a very gentle kiss.
I looked at him and thought:
I would fight for him a hundred storms.
And everything that he has, I will miss.
His touch on my skin's like from another dream.
I don't care if this moon is jealous of us.
All I can think of: is he even real?
And wonder how every my minus turns to his plus.
I won't call it love, perhaps it's too loud,
To scream about the thing that is much sacred to yell for.
But when all of them shout we're those who're misproud.
They're just afraid of the truth, nothing less, nothing more.
Imagine, he's the one who can appease my hellfire.
And speak to my soul, when others think there is none.
Among all the kings, it's him who can simply inspire,
To give them pure love or fire them up with the gun.
Wouldn't be a mystery how he can be best at my worst,
How all the evil bows on its knees, when he gives them a look
To those mortals who bet either we're blessed or we're cursed,
And my pain is given by them, away he just took.
And sometimes I think I'm cursed;
for whenever someone tries to come close to me, they leave me broken.
zero Feb 6
i sit and I ache
waiting for something to happen.
for anything to happen.
sometimes I wake up and the
room is spinning
and there's something in the
corner
of my
room
send someone
anyone
i just want to experience
something
warm
agai
n
Lieke Jan 26
I want to punch you 'till you bleed
twist you bones 'till they snap
vacuum the remainders of your heart
then squeeze your veins 'till you no longer


But when the starting gun is fired
I am stopped by gravity
pulling me back
humanising this creature dressed as you
solidifying the sea of hatred a mile tall


The more I fight
the more I cry
each drop that splashes on the ground
is a piece of my heart
sweating
           sweating
                       for all the creatures in this world.
7 July, 2018
The uncertainty of life
Is both a curse and blessing
You choose which it is
Innocent Tata Dec 2018
there's a warmness to pain
like a sprout in an arid land
almost forbidden but yet welcomed
like a familiar enemy

a cushion in these thorns
the holes they pierce
a stab to the scabs
the reward is to feel

there are truths i can't tell
they can't be made words
not even in the presence of God
its the essence of my thoughts

there are enemies i can't un-love
mysteries i can't un-solve
lips i can't un-kiss
lips i can't resist

i saw my mother's boy
i saw my father's man
it took my mother's joy
it took my father's smile

here lies the man i refuse to be
in captivity i refuse to yield
in a skin that isn't me
in a place that is killing me
arian Nov 2018
Here I am;
Cursed.
With all these songs to dance along.
With the rain drenching the ground.
Standing alone
Here
In the cemetery;
Confused.
Should I sway along to the melody?
Or
Should I mourn over the loss of the ideals I never had
With the ghosts watching in front of me?
Or maybe
I could just leave them alone with themselves,
Letting them rest in whatever state they are in.
Still, I am here;
Standing,
Thinking,
Cursing,
Wishing
My mind
To rest.
aubrey Nov 2018
“what are we?” she asked

with despair, he replied, ”we’re nothing”
Jarene Nov 2018
my heart hurts
i’m stuck with
this curse
i need to learn
how to love
before
it kills me first
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