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There is not an ounce of hate inside of her between a breath and silence her voice is a shade at noon offered to the thirsty strong to those who heed not wise words an angelic face, as if from the stars rooted in an ancient place her heart a deep seed that today has bloomed in a far away land a long time ago, a man riding a donkey smiled infinite wisdom he knew always and forever there would be more than twelve
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Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 4:57 AM UTC
The Weight of What Is Precious
Along the river bank on a sweltering day there she was, shining in radiant beauty lariviere quenched her thirst her timid smile, gentle touch personified kindness in tranquility the desire of many men over time for she was not one woman she was a piece of history re-incarnated many times over you may have known her as Hind Al-Husseini who cared for the children of the Nakba passionate for the plight of all women her history and roots she proudly expressed with a museum of folklore, all impressed Then there was Hind Shoufani who learnt love from burnt villages we are all tired, always though in the hearts love falasteen re-incarnated yet again as Hind Rajab an innocent child like Jesus feared by evil and those with power shot this child over 300 times sixty bullets for every year of her life a gentle life stolen by the star of David of course there was Rostom of the Nile whose sensual moves so captured the eye she remained a mystery to most the humble and shy often do passant hind at the rivers edge red hair blowing in the breeze sadness of the world, a suffocating heat on the other side of the river was it my imagination? or did I see a small smile?
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Apr 13, 2025
Apr 13, 2025 at 12:59 AM UTC
Hind the Red Deer
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 70 BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem Come peacefully, whoever you are naturally. Wanderer, devout worshipper, or a gentle Saint, Don’t hesitate, undoubtedly you all welcome. We naturally came from nothing, aswell as; We will end peacefully as a likely nobody. I won't have any specific name or noble title. But they wisely do Call me King Of Hind. (Sultan Ul Hind Khawajah Gareeb Nawaz) Nothing but, I exist naturally in Truth and in you; Come, close by to me, whoever you are naturally! Allah Khair..... Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan. ©UT-BK 2019
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Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 8:50 AM UTC
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 70
Mai ki garmee Layee, thodi si, besharmee Utra, chehre se, naqaab Khul gaya, bas, dil ka kitaab Mai ki garmee Layee, thodi si, besharmee Daaman se, phisla, du-patta Dard hua, kuch khatta, kuch meetha, Mai ki garmee Layee, thodi si, besharmee Labon se saaf, hui jo laali Dil mein, machi, bas khal bali Mai ki garmee Layee, thodi si, besharmee
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 4:52 AM UTC
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