Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 20

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

No eternal matter, how you carefully write,

Sacred matter is precisely what you precisely write.

Every singular word will be reckoning.’

whatever you naturally write;

On the sacred day, you merely the one responsible.

Who precisely to tell the truth about your Sacred writings.

Oh Ummah Thurab, do not panic, about your Sacred writings

Who do they sincerely devote in eternal love, with his Beloved,

The Beloved, Himself will be precisely your mighty pen

To accurately describe about your eternal love,

towards Him through your profound sense!

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

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019

can't deal with all these problems
can't deal with all these thoughts
can't deal with all these people
can't deal with all these responsibilities
  I can't
not anymore.

Try not to be insultig or vain,
be a gentleman, please use your brain.
Some people will admire you,
or show emotions, and love, too!

A cold glass in hand
So delicate on the nose
Wine of Italy

Such a rich sweet smell
Sparkling pink with berries
Of both rasp and straw

Sips from a Rose Sea
Tendrils coil down my body
Flowers bloom warmly

So you have a new dog for protection
Cause the man on the street
just left detention
and your wife has no objection
you say your better off than before

Okay, so your new friend is a pit bull
and just to keep this anonymous
we shall say his name is Barnabas
And so Barnabas is friendly and sweet
with everyone he meets,

Until one day, you let Barnabas outside
for some fresh air
and he meets the pretty little girl
who lives down the street
with a curl in her hair

Oh she sings a song to her teddy bear
and your new best friend, Barnabas
doesn't like girls with curls
So he tears her to pieces
and her little brown teddy bear

And you begin to fret
cause the law states specifically
You,  you're the one
You're being held responsible
for Barnabas breaking the golden rule
and mauling a pretty little girl
with a curl in her hair

And we ask how is this scenario different
As the finger by the law of the land
points straight at you
Than if your child goes berserk,
and shoots everyone in the school band
I'm sorry I just don't understand