#janidkashmiri - Hello Poetry

Where are we now, O people of light? We who once led the world to what is right. We taught the world the power of prayer, Now we are lost, confused, and scared. Once our minds reached stars so high, Now we just watch and wonder why. Once our hearts were strong with faith, Now they are weak, full of hate. We were the people of knowledge and art, Of pure belief and fearless heart. But now we sleep while others rise, We close our books, we shut our eyes. Our mosques are full, but hearts are cold, Our stories of glory are old and told. We talk of Islam, but live in show, Tell me, my brother , where did we go? Where is the courage of Salah’s hand? Where is the wisdom that built this land? Where are the poets who spoke of flame, Where are the souls that feared no blame? We blame the world, we blame the West, But we forgot, we failed our test. We lost our vision, our faith, our art, We let the fire fade from heart. Rise again, O Muslim soul! Find your strength, regain your role! Hold the Qur’an and knowledge near, And walk with faith, without fear. The world still waits for us to be, The voice of peace, of unity. The torch of truth in the darkest night, The builders of love, the bringers of light. The world still waits for us to show, That Islam means to learn, to grow. To build the earth with wisdom’s hand, To heal the hearts, to guide the land. The world still waits for us to rise, To open hearts and open eyes. To break the chains of hate and greed, And plant again the Prophet’s seed. O people of faith, wake up, stand tall, You were made to lift, not fall. Return to Allah, return to His way, And lead the lost world once again someday.

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Oct 6, 2025

Oct 6, 2025 at 7:58 AM UTC

janidkashmiri

WHERE ARE WE NOW?

Where are we now, O people of light? We who once led the world to what is right. We taught the world the power of prayer, Now we are lost, confused, and scared. Once our minds reached stars so high, Now we just watch and wonder why. Once our hearts were strong with faith, Now they are weak, full of hate. We were the people of knowledge and art, Of pure belief and fearless heart. But now we sleep while others rise, We close our books, we shut our eyes. Our mosques are full, but hearts are cold, Our stories of glory are old and told. We talk of Islam, but live in show, Tell me, my brother , where did we go? Where is the courage of Salah’s hand? Where is the wisdom that built this land? Where are the poets who spoke of flame, Where are the souls that feared no blame? We blame the world, we blame the West, But we forgot, we failed our test. We lost our vision, our faith, our art, We let the fire fade from heart. Rise again, O Muslim soul! Find your strength, regain your role! Hold the Qur’an and knowledge near, And walk with faith, without fear. The world still waits for us to be, The voice of peace, of unity. The torch of truth in the darkest night, The builders of love, the bringers of light. The world still waits for us to show, That Islam means to learn, to grow. To build the earth with wisdom’s hand, To heal the hearts, to guide the land. The world still waits for us to rise, To open hearts and open eyes. To break the chains of hate and greed, And plant again the Prophet’s seed. O people of faith, wake up, stand tall, You were made to lift, not fall. Return to Allah, return to His way, And lead the lost world once again someday.

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The eye of time has witnessed countless spectacles, Every joy bound to wounds, a profound connection tangible. Dreams extinguished in silence, unseen by all, Desires crumbling as wishes at their side would fall. Time played its games in the theater of existence, Love defeated, while hatred found persistence. Hearts became desolate in mere moments, Helplessness weeping at the doorstep of life's torments. The eye of time could never grasp this mystery, Why behind every smile lurks sorrow's misery. Yet this heart, for centuries, has asked again, Why does darkness follow when light remains?

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Nov 28, 2024

Nov 28, 2024 at 8:35 AM UTC

janidkashmiri

The Eye of Time

The eye of time has witnessed countless spectacles, Every joy bound to wounds, a profound connection tangible. Dreams extinguished in silence, unseen by all, Desires crumbling as wishes at their side would fall. Time played its games in the theater of existence, Love defeated, while hatred found persistence. Hearts became desolate in mere moments, Helplessness weeping at the doorstep of life's torments. The eye of time could never grasp this mystery, Why behind every smile lurks sorrow's misery. Yet this heart, for centuries, has asked again, Why does darkness follow when light remains?

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Kisi nazar mein kashish aisi, ke dil thehar jaye Chahne wale ka har zakhm, khud sanwar jaye Yeh jo lams hai tera, yeh jadoo ka raaz sa Dil ki veeran galiyon mein roshni bhar jaye Teri baaton ka asar dil pe utarta aisa Har khayal, har dua tujh pe hi thehar jaye Yeh mohabbat hai ya koi khwab ka dhoka Jo bhi mile, wohi khwahish ban ke bikhar jaye Meri har saans mein, tere wujood ka ehsaas Mere dil ka har dukh, tere qadam par mar jaye Kisi nazar mein kashish aisi, ke sab bhool jayein Dil ke har goshe mein tu hi tu thehar jaye

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Nov 26, 2024

Nov 26, 2024 at 9:19 AM UTC

janidkashmiri

Kashish

Kisi nazar mein kashish aisi, ke dil thehar jaye Chahne wale ka har zakhm, khud sanwar jaye Yeh jo lams hai tera, yeh jadoo ka raaz sa Dil ki veeran galiyon mein roshni bhar jaye Teri baaton ka asar dil pe utarta aisa Har khayal, har dua tujh pe hi thehar jaye Yeh mohabbat hai ya koi khwab ka dhoka Jo bhi mile, wohi khwahish ban ke bikhar jaye Meri har saans mein, tere wujood ka ehsaas Mere dil ka har dukh, tere qadam par mar jaye Kisi nazar mein kashish aisi, ke sab bhool jayein Dil ke har goshe mein tu hi tu thehar jaye

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