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Beraat-ı Gül-i Âb-ı Ak-taluy Şiiri - Şair Semih Berat SERT
Beraat-ı Gül-i Ab-ı Ak-Taluy
Deryâ-yı nâpîdâda metânetle nereye cevlân ederidin?
Ab-ı Kevser'e varsan şevk beraatıyla ne içeridin?
Sükûnetle zirve-i bâlâdan güllerle nereye gideridin?
Nurlu nimetler içinde musaffâ sefere revan mı boluridin?
Huzurlu kalple ilm-i hikmet içinde mi karar eyleridin?
Vidâ-ı canda nefes-i pâk imanla piyadeyi ceylan ederidin?
Dâr-ı dünyada mebzul uzun ömür mü bekleridin?
Gözlerle doğruyu görüp kadem-i huzura keçermüdin?
Salihlerden miydi kalbin her sayedar nefes-i hasrette?
İhlasla irşadla ayrılasın dünyâ-yı fânîden nefes-i âhire.
Arığ Takva ile hicret edesin her latîf nefes-i seherde,
Kalbin amel-i salihle meşhun olsun her pâk nefes-i zikirde.
Kur'an-ı Azîmüşşân'ı sırat-ı müstakimle okursan şefaat eder dostuna mahşerde.
Ehl-i vukufla kalbinden akar mı o hoşgüvar nazif pınar seher vaktinde?
Tınç gönlün Erenlerden olsun deryâlarda ibtisâmla seyrân ederken!
Tevbe-i Nasûh eden kalp parlar her lâhza selam verir asi olmayan kullara!
SEMİH BERAT SERT
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 12:13 PM UTC
Hindi Original:
Ab Aankhon Mein Neend Kahaan?
Wo to bachpan tha jab so jaate the,
Ab to jaane kaisi fikr sataati hai.
Wo to bachpan tha jab kha paate the,
Ab to motaape ki fikr sataati hai.
Wo to bachpan tha jab khwaab sajaate the,
Ab to saari duniya berang lagti hai.
Wo to bachpan tha jab sab apne the,
Ab to duniya dushman nazar aati hai.
Wo to bachpan tha jab khush raha karte the,
Ab to barson puraana duhkh sataata hai...
Wo to bachpan tha jab bhavishya ki chinta na thi,
Ab to beete ateet ka kabhi na khatm hone waala khed hai...
Here's the translation:
Where Has The Sleep Gone From My Eyes?
That was childhood, when I could sleep,
Now, worries keep me awake.
That was childhood, when I could eat,
Now, fears of weight gain haunt me.
That was childhood, when I'd weave dreams,
Now, the whole world seems colorless.
That was childhood, when everyone was my own,
Now, the world seems like an enemy.
That was childhood, when I was always happy,
Now, decades of sorrow haunt me...
That was childhood, when I didn't worry about the future,
Now, the unending sorrow of the past haunts me...
Jan 3, 2025
Jan 3, 2025 at 7:12 PM UTC
Help yourselves dear poets
if you have fever use filtered martinelly apple juice or any brand you got dilude it with water a glass every hour
it has boron it heals cutting fevers fast I used in my children tylenol can harm liver.
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for the stronger health users go
organic carrot and (beat juice-
-optional) if you only want water distiled is best one gallon add 20 drops of oregano leaf oil
and only drink this is antiviral.
fir one day or two
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If you tolerate take on raw garlic two or more Clove's blend them in filtered, or boiled or distilled water or even Gatorade electrolyte or smart water
add cayenne pepper or any hot peppers you have like cayenne it's good for heart
( no halapeños they irritate intestinal lining ) add sea salt to taste cilantro if you have add two yellow lemon juices freshly squeezed one hole mandarine or small organic orange
add ginger root fresh a finger size slice
add turmeric fresh root
you have apple cider vinegar with the mother in
add some one tablespoon
optional
add multivitamin mineral
and vitamin C ascorvic acid
8f no lemon available.
if you feel anxiety check thyroid it controls brain chemicals add a thyroid supplement vitamin to shake open capsule and blend all these and drink five onces
every 3 hours.
it's anti virulent immune system booster
200 mg of vitamin B complex nightly in powder form will stop your restless leg syndroms help nerves and good sleep add but D3
If you dear find milk thistle it heals detox liver tastes great open one or two capsules in glass of water I drink this daily.
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Stay blessed all poets visitors friends you are much loved.
by Karijinbba
Mar 15, 2020
Mar 15, 2020 at 4:32 PM UTC
Lorenzo is what I call my lupus
Because …. Why not?!
From now on, it’ll be just the two of us
So best commit and tie that knot
Lorenzo was the guy I never noticed
Sometimes trying to give out a sign
And when quiet, never really missed
Resigned to be benign
But every signal missed
Simply lingered and formed a stack
Their evolution was dismissed
So came the revolt…the unprovoked attack
Lorenzo was sad, Lorenzo was mad….Lorenzo wanted to be seen
Depression, anxiety, inflammation - my body on fire
Lorenzo hit and Lorenzo kicked…. I found out he could be mean
Fatigue and ….what was I saying?..panic levels going higher
It took nearly a year but finally I met
him
No longer in shadows haunting my body
Here in the open, Lorenzo didn’t look so grim
Now introduced, it took time but I asked Lorenzo to be my buddy
I asked him to help me know
When what I was doing triggered him
He agreed to be patient and take it slow
He’d stick around and wouldn’t act out on a whim
We sat down in the comfort of our home
I asked him questions he couldn’t answer
Where did he come from?
How long had he been around?
Why hadn’t he wanted to be found?
Did I do something wrong?
Was I going to be sufficiently strong?
Would I ever go back to being fine?
But as he shrugged the questions away
Lorenzo said to me : “at the end of the day
I don’t make you better or worse…
I am with you, for better and worse!”
Oct 31, 2021
Oct 31, 2021 at 3:50 PM UTC
Apna wahi h jo humari khamoshi padh sake,
Verna andaje tho begane bhe lga lete hai...
Dec 19, 2019
Dec 19, 2019 at 12:35 PM UTC
"ख्वाइश"
अब तक तो तुम ही इस दिल की तमन्ना थे,
पर अब जब तुम मेरे नहीं हो सकते,
तो फिर इस ज़िन्दगी से मुझे और कोई
ख्वाइश नहीं ।
~your smiling queen :)
Aug 9, 2019
Aug 9, 2019 at 7:59 AM UTC