What is the best Gift?
"YOU ARE IN MY PRAYERS",
Means you are in my thoughts,
I love you,
I care for you.
I prostate before God for you,
I speak on your behalf,
I pray for you with sincerity,
I pray with trust in HIM.
My prayers will do three things,
My prayers will be answered,
Will bring a blessing for you,
Will ward off  your difficulty or calamity.
God loves each one of us uniquely,
HE chooses what is best for us,
HE sends an Angel in human form to answer your prayers,
I may be the Angel who prays for you.
Ameen.

Ik gal kaha.

Menu 2016 to hi yakeen ja ** gea c
Ki thuhade lai menu bhulna bada easy c
Bcz us time jado thuhade viah di gal chali c
Tuci menu ik war bi nai c dasea
Nd us bhenchod nu pyar kar bethe c tuci

Yaar me kade kisi hor nu pyar nai kita, na hi kade kar paya. Beshak me hor bada kuj kita.
Bhawe oh kudi baji c ya nasha.
Par kisi hor nu kade pyar nai kr sakea.

Menu sala ehi samj nai a reha
Ki me thuhanu yaad karna band kr dawa
Ya ewe hi yaad krda raha

Me badi try kr reha ki yaad na kara.
Par is baar gal kuj hor he
2016 wich me bhul gea c u nu
But etki, gaand fati hoi a meri
Bus ik mar nai sakda
Baki bahro kush rehna penda

Kini war dekh chukea me thuhanu lal rang de choore wich
Sali iko dua nikdi ki maut a jawe menu
Bcz me khud mar nai sakda
*** bi ro reha

Yaad a ik wari, jado apa park wicho di ja rahe c
Te ik munda park wich ro reha c
Te me us time
Keha c ki sala
Kinna pagal he
Munda ewe kiwe ro sakda
Aj oh munde di yaad andi menu
Te meri kahi gal
Aj samj anda ki sala rona ki hunda

Bhen di lun hoi bi meri life di
Sala kite bi dil nI lagda mera

I know u nu mazak hi lag reha hona
Ha me kita bi mazak hi c thuhade naal
Te aj usdi saza bhugat reha ha
Ena jyada tadap reha ha

Pata ik ta banda ro ke mann halka kr lenda
Ik banda andro ronda
Jeda sala andro rona, te usda mann bi halka nai hunda
Bada ikha hunda

Fat jandi he
Rooh kamb jandi he
Sala jad bi kade wife nu patiala chad ke anda
Ta sad song laganda. Badi myshkil naal sad song sunan nu milde
Te bus sara rasta ronda anda me
Sach kaha ohi ik time hunda jad me ro sakda ha te apna mann halka karda ha
Cheeka marda ha, chest te mukke marda ha
Thapad tak marda ha apne aap nu
Sala sochda ki isi bahane kuch dil halka ** jawe
Par kithe.
Nai hunda.

Heena jj, menu pata ki mera *** koi hak nai reha.
Par metho ik haq na khona
Oh thuhanu dekhan da.
Me kade life wich interfair nai krda
Bus menu dekhan to na rokna kade.

Me tadfna chanda ha
Rona chanda ha
Apni galtia krke

Ameen

Right and Wrong : born by Deeds
As Adam sons : Abel and Cain.
The Bible and the  Qur’an ,still,
Are Vedas of the Semitic  people.
Eve-wife of Adam rebelled once
And opened the Gate of Hell.
Down they fell leaving Paradise
To toil on Earth - their DNA hold
The right and wrong: we too hold.
Follow Christ to absolve from Sin
Follow Al Ameen (pbuh) for Heaven:
Pray for Peace(Islam) of Heaven
And be righteous to save from Hell.
Both pray and prey each other, Alas!
Even during” holy Ramadan” days.
Unity and Grace both teach us, but.
Their Institutions cheat us bright.
Hindu Vedas too teach us well
On the Unity of souls in a Soul
Also with a path of  Its Dualism.
Love all ; sacrifice for others
To attain  our Heavenly Abode.
Suras  worship idols  in Temples
Asuras hate it in their temples.
Right or Wrong :both by the Deeds
They inherit the Hell or the Heaven.
Shall not **** !Desire not others wealth!
For all Wealth is of God, the Creator-
So taught but our lust make us killers.
(26/7/2014)

It' has been just a month now.
on a pathway that will lead us to show,
That being together is being happy.
And being one another’s shadow,

Now
I could understand,
How it has been
Being  ALONE’,
Now I could see
the whole world,
My soul being in ua heart
and
Ur eyes
being its window.

Let us pledge sadness will go,
All the happiness, and merriment,
All the Joy and excitement,
Time will pass by, I know,
May it all grow. (ameen)

I know u r a ‘pure soul’
As it is the kashmir’s first snow.
As pure, as clean, as chaste,
As being an Angel,
I know this too,
Allah will bless u
With all good and all happiness,
I pray to Almighty Allah,
Let me be the reason though.


For my emotions is like that un-caged bird,
To whom I cannot dress with appropriate word,
I cannot tell you how great I feel,
I bow to the majesty of Almighty Allah
before Him I kneel
And will alwas kneel.

Satin smooth clouds
Blue... and grey...
Look up and see..
the clouds are dancing
in slow motions
getting closer each time
the clock ticks..
till it becomes one..
forming into one heavy pregnant cloud...
clouding the blue sky...
turning the color into
dark grey and darker..
almost...BLACK...
too heavy it seems...
cannot stand it any longer..
and down comes the rain..
falling not a drop or two
a heavy downpour..
to the long dried ground...
the farmers cheer
The cattle jump
the crops sway
to and fro
back and forth
in happiness...
rain is the greatest gift from
our creator...
Ameen..

American politics is mostly hopeless
But a little crack gives light
Mr. Sandor Marai
That Hungarian man could write!

There are times in sleep like humming
My mind in pleasant motion
The dreams tell good stories
Humming, healing, help

There are times I cannot sleep
Anxiety attacks
Politics portends
George W. destroyed Iraq

In death we sleep forever
Is there a kind of dream?
To and for my beloved Dead
To and for my team

            Ameen.

Witch From Iroko Tree.

You're a witch, I am mere an image, spellbound by your beautiful magical eyes, I'm trapped in your hut, with your broom, you brought me here, you witch from Iroko tree

I'm held captive in the beauty of your mystical spell, lost in the spells of your charm, my spirit I am unable to find, my soul at lost, you've hanged them in the rain forrest, you witch from Iroko tree

Under the cursed, I am on your mystical power, wandering in the depths of the darkness under the moon, you've clothed me with your spirit, tying me with the spider's Webb, you witch from Iroko tree

Entangled is my fate, in the strings of your destiny, you're the healer of my thoughts, saving me from my agony, you make me laid by you night and day, you witch from Iroko tree

You've bewitched my heart, from the spells you cast, caged in the colours of your cloth, I'm punished by my past, I beg you, let me be free, take your spell of my soul, you beautiful witch without a soul, you witch from Iroko tree

Enchanted by you, I'm the one reviled by all, I can see through your magical masks, you're drowning in your forest rainfall, free me from your magical spell, you witch from Iroko tree.

Ameen Olorunnimbe© 29.11.2018 Copyrights Reserve®

Everything is temporary
You'll get better
Have faith (:

Be the spirit of new hope,
Be calm and be free,
Be happy and serene,
Be the beauty of new born peace,
Be loving and be kind,
Be in touch with the glory of the divine,
Be human,
Be gentle,
Be united,
Ameen.

Oh how forgiving You are,
And yet we sin without repentance .

You do are incredibly merciful to us,
And yet we think we are owed everything.

Wee see how bad things are around us,
And yet we complain often.

We pray when we want something,
But when do we pray to appreciate You?

We want You to remember us,
Though You're in the back of our minds.

Oh Allah, make me of those You love,
A true believer.

Please, my Lord.

Ameen.

If death comes
It is a quick and easy one.
Ameen.
20/8/2023

Oh seven stars of the Big Dipper and the compassionate and merciful god.

I ask of you to grant me success and love in this new year. That and emotional safety.  May the world be a less desperate place in this new age that we are going into.

Let the 2020' be that clear 2020. I hope for an uplifting decade not just for me but for everyone.

Ameen

The engine stalls to a sputtering stop
Puzzling, it seems I'm stuck
Caution tape decorates the side of my sandbox
Sequestered by the elephant-ear leaves of the devils claw.
You never knew the hole was there
Until it announced itself.
Agape
going excitedly to greet its guests

Quick
There's a stick
Stick in the sand
Stick to stab
Stick to hold, but sinking still
Stick to standstill
Still stuck
Stick figure
Still as a tree
Stiff as a board
Bored of the sunken still me
Buried but alive
Praise to the Most High
Ameen

They dont believe its a sinkhole
“You're being dramatic”
Then what's in my lungs!
Languid confabulation
I want to tell you about the ocean
But i only make it to the shoreline
“Surely she's lying”
Shipwrecked are my intentions
And capsized is my laughter
sand is not wet
But it too submerges its victims
Until you can't see them anymore


My sos is just as dangerous
It sinks people too
Sink as in drown
Not as in kitchen
Noncommunial
No communion
Common Union of the non variety
My truth is heavy
A liability to my survival
But i will hold it forever
Don't save me
I do not want to be saved
I wish to live here while the storm passes

And maybe one day
If i am patient enough
Someone will drop a shovel nearby
So I may excavate my own sunken home

Another name for mother is
sacrifice
In my youth and when mum was still alive everything came easy for us,
We managed to pass our exams,
Have some of our important dreams come true,
Successful in life,
A loving husband and a happy home,
Most problems solved,
Sometimes there was pain and sadness,
Without which life is not complete.
One day I sat with mum as she was reciting Quaran,
Duas and tasbeeh,
She looked angelic and calm,
and peaceful.
Out of curiosity I asked her if she did not find it boring just reciting Quaran verses the whole day,
The answer she gave me solved my question to why I and my siblings were so blessed and lucky,
"I am asking Allah to keep safe my children from calamities of life,
To forgive their sins,
So they taste success in life,
Be happy, prosperous and healthy.
I have already lived my life,
Allah has been kind to me,
And I beg him to give you a joyful,peaceful and successful life,
Strength to overcome your burdens and anxieties.
Here was my mum sacrificing her time in the name of Allah,
"Giving Him all her best,
So he would give us the rest."
Ameen.
16/4/2022

Ya Allah! Give me the strength to make my enemies my friends
To forgive and beg for forgiveness to those I have wronged.please
To complete reciting the whole Quran,
Fast and pray on time in masjid.
Help the needy,
Refrain from backbiting,
And hurting others in any way.
Most of all less screen time and Internet media.
Ameen.
21/3/2023

A grain of sand
washed ashore
among a million other grains
it searches for its core
The core which lives far away
a beautiful name which bore
“Without you I’ll be left astray”
They both had swore
But was that only a mere illusion?
Or a reality they had sworn for
And a heart that still leans on
yearning for that knock on the door
The knock, the melody that filled the void
With a sound so beautiful, a scent so pure
Like two seas inseparable,
both filled with pearls and coral
Like two clashing waves,
always on war
Ya Rabb bless the one far away
With every blessing in your Blessed Store
For You Yourself have created the Barzakh
One which no one can pass so far
Ya Rabb have Mercy
Without Your Help what is it there to live for?
Ya Rabb, Ya Ghafoor
Ya Rabb, Ya Ghafoor

Ameen

Nothing ventured, Nothing gained
Hit me at 15
Carolina blue
Irish eyes are green

She moves and Colorado
Patientia
Prayers in the night
I read Things Not Seen

Mystery and Coincidence
Let us rise and go hence
Ain't no border fence
Her thighs - I'm in between

Knocks
Clocks
Shocks
Ameen.

David Markson
Old. Sick. Alone. Broke. Tired.
In New York City
Noting Bhartrari's bemoaning
Of the poverty of poets in Sanskrit

In Charlotte
My neighbors invite me
To celebrate Holi with them
Purple. Green.
Queen city? Ameen.

The Madame Curie School
The Indian professor at GMU tells me
These are not ordinary students.
Indeed.

I am an obsessive.
Women, words, White Nights
I discover Mr. Markson's works.
Tragic magic soars:

Mine eyes hath seen the glory
Of Rabindranath Tagore. :)

I like universities
But just to walk around
Everybody knows
I am the newsboy of this town

Basketball at UNC
Library Seattle U.
Mary Baldwin solo
UC Davis lunch for 2

Uppsala was quite charming
Oxford twight blue
Trinity College, Dublin
Tokyo Sophia flew

Would like to go to Heidelberg
Toronto gone medieval
The House of Wisdom in Baghdad
Deliver us from evil

                   Ameen.

We will have to leave this earth,
As I am here let me prepare for my Hereafter,
Fill my luggage with good deeds,
Collect a passport of humanity,
And finally a visa of love.
And when the last drop of tear falls from my left eye,
I am at peace,
As the Angel of Death comes to take my soul without pain.
Ameen.
12/9/2024

I AM JUST A SMALL TIME RETIRED WORKSMAN,NO BIG DREAMS YET I THINK I WILL BE SOMETHING,SOMEDAY!AMEEN!!!

Marjorie Taylor Greene
Psychofuck crazy and mean
55 and still 13
May she fall and then careen

                    Ameen.

It's never gonna get better
But it will pass away
I lay in bed and lonely
Dawn goes down to day

Rain in the lamplight
4 hours of work
A little 80s music
Ben Shapiro: what a ****.

Maybe aliens
Extrasolar water
Prayers for my 3 sons
And for her two daughters.

                   Ameen.