how can i see?
how can i let you
you told me
you hate me
and be away
but i love you
i will not as spider
who ate the gift
then her beloved
what does he get?
he became the martyr of love
the scorpion did the same
so every man must kiss his beloved
leg and hand
as she loves him, and let him love
, let him in life sustain
what a gift!
i am not selfish
i will let you at finish
but i will push
any one will hurt or tend to polish
your honor and makes it *******
i will be as the great fish
who will face every worst fish
and may **** myself and you live
long happy , you deserve
love is the spirit that deals between two hearts
forfeit life wholly
start and tend again
Declarative me, saying what I was
With a question inbetween
Feeling better as if I'd breathed again
In the quiet stillness of unthinking
In such words I lose myself for a min
Until hours catch up and overtake me
As if questioning what I was and then
Sets me free to begin and be
This is how I tend to write and then
This is why, it's is not, and for me
How I Tend To Write
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 66
BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem
I humbly admit myself towards You.
You are acutely aware what I carefully tend;
In eager search of my active core.
Therefore, what I eagerly desire from you!
As you are accurately familiar of all notable,
Oh The Knower of the Hidden (Al Batin)!
Allah Khair..... Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem
Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Take this to heart
My Poetical Friends
Not just the rhyme
Makes emotions bend
To the will of the Bard
Or the cast of the spell
A rhyme without depth
Has no story to sell
A poetic structure
Riddled with rhyme
Brilliant in metaphor
Will please the reader
And enlighten their minds
Oh how I love
A poem that rhymes!
To our kind!
Love that they still have deleted poems, great option!
Still working the bugs out
This poem was all over the place
It was deleted and lost forever I thought.
We tend to embrace technology with open arms
but are not really mindful of how much it harms.
From "Simple Observations" ongoing writings since the early '90's.
Our feelings are like a river,
they go through different bends.
And is it right for a person tell a river
where it's allowed to tend?
You don't get to decide if what you said or did hurt someone.
If it did, it did.
You can't tell them what to feel.
Since I see a lot of posts about us
I'm gonna spell it out for those that doubt us
So a lot of people think that material things
Are equivalent to the joy that a person can bring
Oh so I'm supposed to have a car a house and two jobs,
But all you can offer me is nothing but a bad attitude and sporadically slobbing my
So I'm supposed to have an entire kingdom at my disposal
But all you bring to the table is nothing but a wallet that's an empty oval
My point is people, is don't flatter yourself
If you can't meet your own standards, you better put finding love on the shelf
When I sent it
That I meant it
If it rhymed