"athan" poems
Chiara, Arturo's wife, approached them together with
Lucca and Francesca, the other Italian pair
Saying, ''Was Quare's invention real? I thought it was a myth.''
'' His barometer measures the pressure of the air.''
Chiara was wearing a red gown, with lace trimming the low,
A green velvet mantel, which was lined with some ermine,
Square neckline and sleeves, which were gathered at the elbow.
She spoke well Italian, Spanish, and German.
Italians wanted to disembark at Syracuse.
Bella and Miguel traveled to Barcelona home.
To find a new home, Naimah and his son had an excuse.
Out of their Turkey's limit, through the storms, they would roam.
Tia, Athan, Megan, and Karsten would disembark
At Selanik, an Ottoman province, where Ahmed
The Third was reigning while his war was a fire in the dark.
They were Greeks being born during the reign of Mehmed.
Marco and Rosa, Cruz and Pedra, Pedro and Carla
Were Portuguese pairs coming home from America.
They had bought from the Pueblo Indians some ollas.
They gave one to the Russian pair, Ivan, and Erica.
Ivan said, ''Tell me something about these Indians.''
Carla said, ''Their belief means dualism; they eat corn.
Some became Catholic due to the Spanish civilians.
They think they emerged from underwater to be born.''
Carla wore a black cap, having a veil, and a green gown
Patterned with acorns and flowers, and her sleeves were caught
With jeweled clasps on lace at the elbow; her eyes were brown.
''The water is fresh in the ollas, I like them a lot.''
She asked Ivan’’ Now, where do you go? ’’ ‘’We left the war.’’
''Ahmed and Peter the First! '' replied Cruz, '' tell me something,
How could you reach Constantinople after coming from far? ''
''I do trade with them, but this war destroyed everything.''
''Did you lose everything you had? '' Marco asked Ivan.
''To make business in Turkey, I sold all my Russian goods.''
Erica tried this conversation to enliven,
''In Portugal, we'll search for a job in cities and hoods.''
Marco wore a banyan with a patterned lining; his cuffs
Were embroidered in gold; his justacorps and stockings
Over his breeches were red like Rosa's shoes and muffs.
All of them wore periwigs and talked a lot while walking.
( To be continued...)
Poem by Marieta Maglas
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC
I am humble does not mean a broken winged bird that can’t fly
I am low in heart does not mean at a low ebb
When my cup is full, I see a perfect man
But no one is perfect in life
So I keep to increase the volume of my cup
It helps me to open new spaces of understanding
To have more juice of life
So that my cup never runs dry, I detest emptiness
When my slate is all written
Where else can I write when there’s more to life
So my humility means:
I want more spaces to learn
I want to see a difference in myself
And notice I have changed
I want more juice to drink..Athan!
Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 5:55 AM UTC
I wish for a day
when we invite friends and drive enemies away
a day when flowing tears of joy will be okay
a day when barakallah lakuma will be their word to say
i pray for the day
i pray for the day to come
a daywe leave our parents and create our own home
a day we pay zakaat from our own income
i pray for the day
i wish for the day we wish for eachother
a day smiles will fill faces of our sisters n brother
a day we introduce a law for our families to another
a day when ur brothers will be my brothers inlaw not forgetting the mother
i pray for the day
i wish for the day we read quran
praying together after hearing athan
a day when anything we do becomes ibada not just sunnah
a day we build together our own iman
a day we pray for togetherness in this life and jannah
I pray for the day
by Ishmael Prince W
Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 11:08 AM UTC
What's the meaning of life?
Seeds are planted but never germinate
Crops and weeds,crops remain dormant
Never dominate
What's the meaning of life?
Life ***** but we couldn't **** the *****
Wind blows but couldn't catch it
We keep having a mirage
What's the meaning of life?
A bird in a golden cage
A broken winged bird
Never a flying bird
I am in pursuit of meaning. -Athan
Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 5:46 AM UTC
(When reading this poem, it's fitting to pronounce 'Salman' using the Arabic pronunciation.)
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Tellin' Gaza I understand
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Fighting by taking a stand
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Salman, tellin' Gaza we understand
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Salman, fighting by taking a stand
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
An Athan telling the world, we must take command
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Prepping us for prayer, prayer/a daily ritual, which is supposed to help us to assert, Oppressors we're not a fan
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Salman, tellin' Gaza I understand
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Salman, fighting by taking a stand
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Tellin' Gaza we understand
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
Announcing 'God is Greater than', 'God is more Important than', 'God is more Significant than', 'God is more Powerful than' Trump's and Netanyahu's clan
Salman, Kibbutz Blinken's Athan Man
With his Athan, insisting, Palestine, take my hand
By: Najwa Kareem
https://www.instagram.com/omarknowsphotos/reel/C5fGcRvta2J/
Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 7:39 PM UTC