"abd" poems
Dr. F. Wilhem discovered it by accident you see?
The first man downloaded was no longer man.
He suffered dearly until the plug was pulled,
and we started over again; with biologists.
Geneticists, Embryonticians, TransEugenecists,
all celebrated the new fast-growing body.
No more deaths at old age expiry, on battlefields.
for a price all would live eternally; eternity here.
It did not work. The bodies worked, the software recorded
but the people were insanely bi-polar. Insane in fact.
Until we switched the torso and genetics in tandem.
then somehow the surviving person retained all memories!
They were in fact; themselves! Just in a different gendered body?
Unfortunately for everyone this was a major psychological shock.
Unexplainable, sure, evolution took four billion years so...
...more time, more time, more experimentation is all we need.
Wilhelm changed it all.
When he added the shock,
added the <human> response,
turning the machines into
Humans.
They are truly A.I.
...verily human in fact.
Animal-ish, peaceful
then angry, terrible or
violent.
Artificially Intelligent;
Humans.
*"What good is it to change a person,
...merely into someone else?"* -Al Abd Azaz
*To see beneath the surface,
and know the ocean tydes.
To see beneath the surface,
and know the ocean tydes.
To see beneath the surface,
and know the ocean tydes.* *
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 12:14 AM UTC
God said,
-through the Shaikh...
..be He blessed,
The news has come to me about the kind of calamity that will befall Baghdad.
Offering a supplication on behalf of the inhabitants of the city, praying they be spared. Saying, as God, dejected;
*Be my life for indeed someone in this city deserves to be killed and crucified! For one individual whom YOU honor, like thousands of others whom YOU shall have destroy them; You make us suffer for THEIR sins?*
WHAT HAVE THEY DONE?
YOU *have melted the pieces into ingots of the Godless and men?
You try to compete with the Prophets?
You claim to miracles?
You believe you speak the Word?
That you represent, in doing, by action?
Nay, -you serve the Jinn!*
This is the end of an Age,
Hypocrite!
Vanity is your loss.
* *...be not a deceiver...
(85:20)* *
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 2:29 AM UTC
I
As I ride, as I ride,
With a full heart for my guide,
So its tide rocks my side,
As I ride, as I ride,
That, as I were double-eyed,
He, in whom our Tribes confide,
Is descried, ways untried
As I ride, as I ride.
II
As I ride, as I ride
To our Chief and his Allied,
Who dares chide my heart’s pride
As I ride, as I ride?
Or are witnesses denied—
Through the desert waste and wide
Do I glide unespied
As I ride, as I ride?
III
As I ride, as I ride,
When an inner voice has cried,
The sands slide, nor abide
(As I ride, as I ride)
O’er each visioned Homicide
That came vaunting (has he lied?)
To reside—where he died,
As I ride, as I ride.
IV
As I ride, as I ride,
Ne’er has spur my swift horse plied,
Yet his hide, streaked and pied,
As I ride, as I ride,
Shows where sweat has sprung and dried,
—Zebra-footed, ostrich-thighed—
How has vied stride with stride
As I ride, as I ride!
V
As I ride, as I ride,
Could I loose what Fate has tied,
Ere I pried, she should hide
As I ride, as I ride,
All that’s meant me: satisfied
When the Prophet and the Bride
Stop veins I’d have subside
As I ride, as I ride!
3.6k
upstairs and downstairs, like a frazzled owl character in my third-grade reader
in the doorway of my 200-level on sub-Sahara where we talk only of Nigeria
holding the elevator for my superior in the lobby of a too-tall edifice to man
a college student.
an ABD.
intern.
backstage at your high school graduation ceremony, your mortarboard won't stay on your head
in a food court where your mother doesn't get it when you say you can't wear pants anymore, or get your bimonthly haircut
when you're skirting the poverty line after your family business was sued but your FAFSA says parent #1 earns six figures
initiate.
neophyte.
not-quite-other.
the female body as a threshold between worlds, channel betwixt boundaries
Schrodinger's cat simultaneously in separation and marginal phases according to van Gennep
divorce papers signed but not sent, enclosed in manila at the bottom of a cherrywood desk
continuum.
spectrum.
a line without points.
Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 4:55 PM UTC
When you get to that point
When you know that you've hit the bottom
And you can't get back up by yourself
You turn to the one you trust the most
The one you love the most
The only one who could help you
And you tell her
And she pushed you away
And she didnt believe you
And she said she was tired of putting up with all of your ****
Abd she said she knows she will be the ******* enemy in the end
And she was sick of it.
No more, she said
So she left you
Left you alone
More alone than ever
And then you think
Then you realize you really have hit the lowest possible point
The lowest point in your whole life
Then you realize your graph doesnt change
Your line never got above the worst
It was always at the bottom
It was only now you realize that you were there the whole time
So you do the only thing to fix it
Why be alive anyway if death was just the same, but the pain will go away.
Forever.
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 12:17 PM UTC
Four years and plus I have studied,
Wanting to hear "Well done, Lad!"
Papers and books and Internet leads,
(Some I have even read).
My goal is to finish the final degree,
To stand with the women and men
Who doctor their classes for fee,
Philosophical women and medicine men...
Yesterday's morning came early and light
As I sped to the citadel towers,
Stood in a hallway at the end of the night
For minutes that ticked off like hours...
Then to the panel of erudite four,
Explained and defended my cause...
Stood in the hallway once more
Reading posters and climbing the walls.
The door latch announced the time was at end,
I turned my mentor to see.
"You did very well!" and out went her hands
To throw a big hug around me.
So in we two went and I faced the Chair,
"We're pleased to announce you have passed!"
I grinned in relief to find there was air,
And lungs to breathe it at last.
Numb and relieved, I shook hands all round,
Readjusting my sights and my plan,
Dissertation and frameworks, new targets found,
I left them with papers in hand.
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 12:24 PM UTC
I'm doing this to you.
Not because the vows states too.
But because I want too.
My pledge to you at this moment.
Is to love you.
Go out of my way in terms of pleasing you.
Whther it through work.
Whether it through many things.
My pledge is to love you.
Ill be your soldier of defense.
When trouble comes your way.
Cause my pledge is to protect you.
From any harm coming your way.
It could be your friends.
Or family trying to harm you.
I just know.
My pledge is to protect you.
We will put up a united front.
Who barriers are hard to tear down?
They will come to respect the way we stand firm.
Just believe.
These words I'm saying.
My true vows to you.
Of course if you're sick.
I'll be your doctor.
I go out of my way to heal you.
Abd care for you.
It's just the thing true love makes you do.
I won't run like others.
Cause I pledged to love you.
Any second.
Any moment.
Oct 20, 2012
Oct 20, 2012 at 11:10 AM UTC
CAN THIS MARRIAGE SURVIVE.
I MUST BE A FOOL
HOW COULD YOU LOVE ME
AND CHOCK ME TOO.
HOW AM I THE *****
BUT I AM SO KIND
I NEVER CALL YOU NAMES LOOK AT YOUR SPINE. LOOK AT YOUR LIFE NOW LOOK AT MINE. I'M NO BETTER THAN YOU.
LOOK AT OUR LIFE.
WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH
I DIDN'T SHOT YOU SOMEONE ELSE DID. I DIDN'T RAISE YOU TO HIT AND HATE WOMEN SOMEONE ELSE DID . I NEVER CALLED YOU NAMES WHY CAN'T YOU STOP TREATING ME THAT WAY...
I HAVE YOU YOUR WEDDING RING BACK ABD SAID WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE I'M A GOOD WIFE GIVE IT BACK.
YOU FOUND YOUR PLIERS ABD DECIDED YOU TAKE THAT.
BROKEN GONE MY WEDDING
THE ONE OBJECT BETWEEN ME YOU AND GOD. NIT A SECOND TO THINK ABOUT IT. BROKEN ABD GONE....
HOURS LATER YOU TEXT ME WE CAN FIX THIS CALL ME BACK.
CAN THIS MARRIAGE SURVIVE
SOMEONE WRITE BACK
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 6:10 PM UTC
The men behind the mask,
that Is my face
have required that I give everyone here
a small update
see not everything I write
Is a result of my own imagination
sometimes I just use the people residing up here
For some measure of inspiration,
NA is me normally and naturally,
it's no longer a character or a concept
but just me on reality.
now I've got to let him out of His Cage.
ALRIGHT JIM YOU CAN COME OUT TO PLAY
Hello I'm Jim I'm sure we haven't met I often use hip-hop to tell of our struggles and Regrets I expect that you'll guess that I was behind the freestyles that were posted here once upon a time but then that's how I rhyme internal and external my microphone skills are ****** like the infernal souls of the restless and the wicked I'll spit ballistics abd the evidence will support that you risked it by battling with me
Next up?
I believe that's me..
OrionThaReject light up the Mic for the symphony
OrionThaReject is my name
being seriously depressed is my game,
I'm usually the sad writings
that pop up on this page
along with loneliness, depression,
and occupational rage
I'm engaged to my tears as they were more faithful than most
so if you like darkness, I hope to me you'll Play host
Well there you have it dear reader
you've met my constructs that are about impossible to destroy without holy water and Ether
anyway, reading my work you should be able to tell who's who
Because the inside of my brain is more messed up than the San Diego zoo
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 1:06 AM UTC
And thats a good thing
Right now and so.....
You never were the one
yes...I knew it years ago
I beat upon my own ****** drum
Make my own movie in my head
And never dwell on useless things
Like everything you said
No I will swallow what I choose
And spit out all the rest
And know each thing inside and out
Before deeming which is best
I can swing these hips of mine
In ways you've never seen
And this heart you claim as yours
You've no clue where it has been
Or of one who touched me deeper
So much deeper than you could
Nor of the nightmares that I mimic
Much more often than I should
Abd
Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 4:44 PM UTC
A companion poem to:
When Love Grows Old [1]
a differing perspective,
liking the eye opening
view this occluded,
cloudy closed Saturday,
a morning gray, early days,
it comes with opportunities
aplenty & new word combinations
in a new world awaiting a Magellan
I spy discoverer, and
we
two
have more than 150 years
existence tween us and that
makes me grin, because I anointed
her to a new position yesterday:
Chief Technology Officer
the very expensive machine
that supplies us with energizing
fresh plasma, clean blood invigorating, without which
we could nary drag our antiquated
bodies to the next day,
got on the phone, dialed an
800 number,
stuck het hand deep into it's gizzard innards, and released the
machina from it looping flashing
display of displaying its non-cooperation and its message that
It was unwell, abd she operated,
and made out coffee machine well
again
snd gave us this Sabbath, a reason to be thankful having righted this
left footed poet to a younger
poet boy~man
again, a gain!
Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 8:34 AM UTC
Innocence, the idea
Of a pure white cloth
Radiating in all its purity
But mine is stained
With the most gruesome tie dye
Black edged holes
That burn against stark white
Like emptiness in my soul
Red and pink stains
From the lust and desire
That burns like a sinful fire
Green smudges
Of greed so vast
Abd envy so deep
it consumes me
Brown spots
Not to be glorified by poetry
Just to be called the **** in life
Purple and blue
Not for the sadness
But for the cuts and bruises
The ones unto others and to myself
My flag does not wave
In glorious white
Its purity is stained
With the dye of life
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 12:54 AM UTC
The problem with being strong is no aids you when your weak
the problem with being small is people always attack the meek
the flaw in being ambitious is you won't have many friends
the flaw in having no hustle is your monetary troubles won't end
The trade off in being quiet is no one will care what you say
the trade off in being a perfectionist only occurs in one bad day
What you give up when you love too much is the curse of the good hearted,
because when you love so much abd they leave you, your mind sinks into places uncharted
It seems sometimes you can't win for losing,
in this crazy thing we call life,
however I didn't mention being a poet,
you'll always win putting feelings into rhyme ;)
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 2:46 AM UTC
hey [delete]
i was wondering, how are you? [delete]
you keep asking me what i want to do about our current situation but every time i go to tell you the truth you tell me you love her [delete]
i love you [delete]
i love you [delete]
i love you [delete]
its currebtly 2:38 abd i am sooooo drunk and its fuxking crazy bexause every thing is so blurry righht now but my love for you [delete]
i hope she makes you happy [delete]
hey, we havent spoken in a while and i just wanted you to know that im doing a lot better. less alcohol and all that. i just wanted to say thank you for all that youve done to help me [delete]
i dont love you anymore but i dont think we should be friends because i know i would again [delete]
**** i still love you [delete]
please just talk to me. or you know what, dont. i need to not need you anymore. i need to be happy for once in my ******* life. so tell me you hate me and that you love her and always will. because i need to move on but i cant while youre still in my life [delete]
goodbye sean [delete]
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 8:33 PM UTC
Twas the night before Christmas
and all thru the house,
not a creature was stirring
not even a mouse
The Stockings were, up and the Chimney was swept,
The kids are in bed, snoozing, with presents abd candy swimming in their heads
Mom and dad are in the master bedroom
Mom wakes up, she gets some water, quick to sleep soon.
but suddenly a bump rang out on the roof
which sounded like a certain 175 pound hoof
Mom remained silent, she didn't know what to do
Suddenly a bag slammed with a thud, at the entrance to the flue
She was frozen in excitement, SANTA VISTING MY HOUSE?!* she really was shaken, like a broke Mickey mouse.
Santa came into the room, his good nature almost visible
"Don't be afraid, dear lady I've come bringing joy and even though you have kids you still get a toy!"
"But I'm 36 what could I possibly miss? I had dolls, a wagon, unless there's something else I forget!"
Santa looked at her and gave a grin,
"Ma'am, my elves out in the field learn all things kept within"
At this she looked intrigued, what could Santa mean?
That's when she blushed red, but on the inside she felt green,
she felt her clothes ripping off at the seams
Santa gave a grin, almost looking insane,
now here's your gift ma'am, your own personal candy cane!
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 4:01 AM UTC
Malignant predators.
You cut me up, hunt me down,
maligned my medical records!
I can't even go to a dentist,
nor check up with medical MD.
But still I am my kid's mother.
Can't separate genetic geneology.
**** you ignorant superstitious
hainas you the villains in
my interesting fairy tale life,
Gone wrong when I missed
my mark not in pride nor disobedience but in grief
truth known to higher authorities.
~~~~
You all are well known to me,
the many you trash me to,
are your murderers for hire.
Covert greedy cowards!
hunting me down still in USA!
You are not above the law.
Everyone must ovey the law!
Life liberty, we the People!
I have rights I am a human being.
Take me to the court of law!
******** habitual drug user
demons.
~~~~~~
Yes BBA.- AA its just a name
ignorant malingned unforgiven
criminal satanic worshiper fools!
Back off my V for Vendetta!
"Beneath this mask of mine,
there's more than flesh,
there's an IDEA!
Beneath my mask BBA- Karijinbba
my ideas are bullet proof."
Nothing and noone can k'l them.
Assassination of character
is your only banner of pride!
Mine is truth grace
I obey and respect all USA laws.
judged by my contents of my character where I shine best.
where all you bafoons shamefully failed and in all my fertility blessings, all you failed miserably in yours!
your worst is my best
in motherhood i shine brightest.
The universe is wiser about kids.
My new name is Victoria
Verdad Truth!
Eat your heart out jealous nagas.
flip now banished be to
another darkest
realm where you shall render
restitution and penalties due
fir all your crimes known to me abd tonyour accomplices and God against me and ny children unprovoqued
Back off Elizabeth Arthur Susan RHenrys ***** nurse, and Judy Gim A
ignorant mendicants hill Billy fools. .
~~~~~~~~~
By: Karijinbba
In reference to criminals of
1984- at (Harmony Pictures.)
Burbank CA.
Aug 3, 2021
Aug 3, 2021 at 6:52 PM UTC
Fragile soul
Fragile
Soft crystal sobs
Soft crystal love
Pure romance
Soft sweet lips
Yet, the savior of the lips
Was bitter
She gave him roses
And as a return she got the thorns
She gave him meat and as a return she got the bones
Standing in a field cover up in white flowers
Gently holding the only red rose
What else can be red?
If she is surrounded by white roses
Looking at all the thorns
She holds them tight
Till the thorns cut her open
The blood is dripping
While she runs around the white field
Abd covers the white roses in red blood
Till she gets pale
For the last time she smiles
And whispers
"Finally the roses are red..."
Then collapses and for the last time she takes a look at the red rose that he gave her
Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 7:17 PM UTC
The clouds danced,
Conjuring winds of destruction.
That blew across the wastelands.
Dark skies,
Ebony abd silver hues of light.
Rolling thunder,
Within the eye.
Of the storm.
They were powerful back in the day,
That day of the destructing man.
Magnitudes of power,
Rapidly increasing.
This a dark day,
For thee.
Beware thee eye,
Sense your demise and dance,
Until heavens cry.
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 8:28 AM UTC
sabi,slept
on her dainty bedding
lay clad in nothing.
beth, then wearing
but her creamy skin
found her sabi
stretched,on silky bed,
in her usual eagle-spread.
she soon started fondling,
creamy ***** of sabi
in a husky hollering.
sabi with her half-done eyelids
chanted sultry hymns
to her brewed up buds,
throbbing in her salty cranny,
unfurled into fleshy petals
to be slurped
from her dripping chocolate.
soon she climbed on nimble sabi
and veiled her ***** lips
that tremor in throes,
ans devoured her silky petals
like a baby ******* teats.
as she wrote poems with her tongue,
churning sabi's pussy,shivering,
beth now milked and milked
her scented *****
sabi gulped abd drank her musky honey
while she bucked and heaved
under her own sappy beth.
pushing supple fingers
into beth's trusted tulip,
sabi squirted load of jelly white
to wet and slake her randy throat
beth then cascaded
her cunny-honey
into the gullible gullet
that sabi opened.
and with a long longing sigh
both of them
now fell in embrace
smearing ***** gush
on ***** and *****
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 11:03 AM UTC
What is it that you do to me that makes me gone for three
Could it be your touch the smoothes my pain or could it be your smile that steals my heart
What beauty is before my eyes that is unlimited by pains or cries with a little that benefits a queen
Sweet baby your so fine
So sweet than sweet wine
Can I touch you and make you mine
For I want to love you till the end of time
But if the love I feel is a sin may I be commited to eternity of pain for I cannot live if thy doesn't bring the love I nedd to breath again abd again
What is it that I feel so strong. That feels to good to be wrong that makes me certain that you and I were meant to be to together for all eternity
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 9:28 AM UTC
Oh what I'd give
if closer to you I could live
What's going on?
Is the fate forever opposed to my happiness?
I knew you would be something different
Loyalty and genuine love is so hard to find nowadays when I stumbled onto you I discovered why it didn't work, and I was still running through loves strange Rat race.
It's amazing what you find
I wasn't searching for love in fact at the time
I was going to be alone not leave my home and punish all those people I thought had lied
telling me that I deserved the best but weren't giving me a chance
like I knew I could step but I wasn't invited to the dance.
Now I'm happier than I think I've ever been in my life
when I'm talking to you all the stress falls out of my life
it's like I was a storm that you calmed
that mutt on the side of the road that you brought in and nursed back to warmth.
I guess if I can make it simple
I love you, everything about you, your hair your eyes abd those cute little dimples.
Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 2:26 AM UTC
THE ALLAN FAMILY STORY, THE BOOZING PARTY
YOU SEE, LIKE MOST YOUNG DUDES, I LIKE PARTYING ANDS I HAD
TO CELEBRATE THE END OF SCHOOL SOMEHOW, SO I ASKED DAD
AND MUM, IF I CAN INVITE ALL MY MATES, FROM SCHOOL, LIKE STEVE
AND ALL THE OTHER GANG FROM RAID BASKETBALL, YA SEE PARTIES START
AS A GOOD THING, BUT MY PARENTS ENDED UP BEING A FREE TAXI SERVICE
FOR ALL THOSE DRUNKEN PARTY GOERS, AND YES, I WANTED THE PARTY
BECAUSE I LIKED THE ATMOSPHERE OF ALIX’S PARTY AND ALL MY OTHER FAMILY’S PARTIES
YA SEE, MY DAD AND MUM, ARE VERY HELPFUL AS THEY DROVE EVERYONE HOME THAT NIGHT
YOU SEE, THEY HAD ROPE, AND I VISIONED THEY WERE GOING TO TIE ME UP WITH IT
SAYING, I AM NOT A COOL KID, BUT I KNEW THE MATES I WAS NEAR, WERE THE BEST MATES FOR ME
YOU SEE, I CAN’T STAND, HOME PARTIES, SINCE THAT DAY, CAUSE EDDIE WAS GOING
I AM SURE THERE WAS A FEW GATECRASHERS, AND I REMEMBER, THAT THE YOUNGER DUDES
WERE MY BEST MATES I EVER HAD, CAUSE, THEY PARTIED WITH ME BETTER, AND WE MADE
A FEW MISTAKES, AND I AM SURE I HEARD STEVE SING
LIVING NEXT DOOR TO ALAN BY RODNEY RUDE AND OTHER GREAT RODNEY RUDE SONGS
YOU SEE, I WAS DRUNK ON ***** BACK THEN, YA KNOW IWAS SINGING, EVERY HEAVY METAL
SONG AND PATRICK WAS PLAYING COMPUTER GAMES, WITH HIS BROTHERS, YOU SEE, I LIKED
THE IDEA, OF A PARTY LIKE THIS, BUT AS MUCH AS I DISAGEE WITH MY PARENTS PARTY MODE
I DO BELIEVE IN THEY DID THAT FOR LOVE, BUT, I WANTED ALL MY MATES TO TREAT ME LIKE
A REGULAR TEENAGERS, HAVING A PARTY, I JUST WANTED ALL THESE DUDES TO LIKE ME
NOT TIE ME UP, NOT PRETEND TO BE GAY, NOTHING MORE NOTHING LESS
I STILL WANT HOME PARTIES, IT’S FUN, BUT I MUST GROW UP AND BE A ARTIST A WRITER ABD A YOUTUBE ENTERTAINER
DAD WAS WORRIED THAT NOBODY WANTED TO MUCK WITH ME, IN COOL DUDE GROUPS
I DON’T WANT TO BE A LITTLE PARENTS BOY, ANYMORE
I WANT TO HAVE FRIENDS OVER TO MY HOUSE FOR PARTIES
THAT IS WHY I GAVE UP MY JOB, TO BECOME AN ARTIST WRITER AND PLAY ACTOR
I PERFORM ON YOUTUBE, TO MAKE MEV FEEL GOOD ABOUT MYSELF
I HATED THAT PARTY, EVERYONE WAS EVERYWHERE, I HATE BEING TREATED LIKE AN ADULT THAT NOBODY LIKES
I WAS SHOWING MY BROTHER, WHO USED TO SAY, PARTYING ISN’T THE RIGHT THING FOR YOU BRIAN
HA HA HA HA HA HA, I SAID, YEAH IT’S THE RIGHT THING FOR ME, BUT NOT FOR ME
WHETHER I WAS SHY BACK THEN OR NOT, THIS IS WHAT I AM FEELING
I STILL LIKE PARTYING THOUGH, AND THAT IS HOW MY PARENTS BECAME SPECIAL TAXI SERVICES FOR THE DRUNK
I PARTY ON YOUTUBE, NOW, AND I AM PROUD OF IT
AND I PARTY IN CLUBS AND ON THE ROADS
I AM CAREFUL THOUGH THAT I DON’T GET BULLIED
I AM AN ALLAN, ALIEN FROM THE PLANET FUN
WHICH MEANS I AM THE ONLY FUN DUDE AROUND
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 5:49 AM UTC
And no i am not okay I never will be okay depression is here to stay and i can't control my hands as i am typing this i have just lost all control and it is like a volcano erupting inside of i have lost it i don't know what to do i cant do anything AND I AM SCREAMING CAN YOU HEAR ME OVER YOU LAUGHTER AND YOU TAUBTS DO YOU NOT CARE I LAUGH AND PRETEND THAT WHAT YOU SAY IS OKAY BUT IT REALLY IS NOT ABD I JUST NEED YOU TO stop. Just stop and leave me alone.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 5:14 AM UTC
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 13
BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem.
Wala ‘ana saeadatan Wala ‘ana hazin,
Wala ‘ana Al’hayat, Wala ‘ana Al’mawt,
Eindama tatahidu, ‘ant taerif ma ‘ana,
Eindama tatahidu, sataerif min ‘ana,
**** hunak ‘qbul ****
Al’sabab Al’wahid, ‘Ana mawjud tawal hdha alwaqt,
Ruwhiun, aindamajat fi habik lil’abd,
Ah Yah Hubun! Yah Habibi!
Nor’ I am happiness, nor’ I am sad,
Nor’ I am life, nor’ I am death,
When you unite, You will know who I am!
I was been there’ before you were,
Only reason, I existed this long,
My soul, merged in your Love forever!
Oh my loved One! Oh my Beloved!
Allah Khair…..
Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem.
Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK2019
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 11:53 AM UTC