"feek" poems
Dictionary of Sufiyana LOVErz
Alhamdu-Zr
My BELOVEDz is the most praise worthy
Astaghfiru-Zr
*My LOVE is an act of
Seeking forgiveness from my BELOVEDz*
Baraka-Zr-U Feek
*LOVERz prays
God/dess/Nature's blessing
To bestow on the BELOVEDZ*
Bismi-Zr
*I'm re-born
In the name of my BELOVEDz*
Inna-Eil-Zr-I
*Indeed the birth of a LOVERz
Marks the existence of a BELOVEDz
Indeed a LOVERz
Belongs to BELOVEDz*
Jazaka-Zr
*My LOVE is a grace for
Rewarding all the goodness of the world
To my BELOVEDz*
La Ilaha-il-Zr
*In this world there is no one
Who has illuminated my soul
And is worthy of worship
Other than my BELOVEDz*
Masha-Zr
*My BELOVEDz is
My God/dess' will*
Nauzubi-Zr
*My existences seeks refuge from God/dess
Within my BELOVEDz existence*
Radhi-Zr-U Anhu
*May my LOVE bring
Good future on my BELOVEDz
That everything of Nature
That everyone of Nature
Is always pleased with my BELOVEDz*
Rasoola-Zr
*For the BELOVEDZ
Other than LOVERz
No one is anointed
To be the Messenger of LOVE*
Sa-Zr-U Sallam
*May my LOVE bring peace
To the soul of my BELOVEDz*
Subhan-Zr
*My BELOVEDz is the one
Who is PERFECT
Who is without errors*
Yarhamuk-Zr
*My LOVE is a prayer to God/dess
For blessing mercy on my BELOVEDz*
Zr-U-Akbar
In LOVE, BELOVEDz is the greatest
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 11:32 PM UTC
A third of my angels are dead
But feek me Trinity Severn is kicking ***
I should of never asked her to march with me
If she survies I will have to marry her
for I never knew how she thought of me
she screams on the battlefield that she would die for me
Oh sweet is this battle
I am feeking cut to bits
wow I never knew
how many Angels loved me
the Dragon Black, shied blood red
I don't die Trinity.. will you be my wife
It's great to fight, unholy wars
my shield is white and burning
I am coming dear maiden
sweet trinity seven
lets battle on
in our sweet Angel wars
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
Only those of war
those with blooded banners
only those angels of wars
only they do dwell here
This is the mind city of the Lord
his bastion of black and white
all that walk here are, I bow to say
are warlords or honoured knights
This is Hyperion, the city of the free
and who does make the rules here
who do the feek do you think, Neon
in the mind city of Hyperion
Matter not the gait of your words
this city is only for a few
and if you are invited
best show all of your soul
The clock ticks down to zero hour
ticks to hero hour
ticks to times keeping
to the mind city Hyperion
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 8:03 PM UTC
Dear you,
Its been 5 years.
5 long yearsand it still feels like yesterday.
Like yesterday was my 12th test and the word **** rolled off my tongue.
Like yesterday was the day I called him, told him, and he asked if it was his.
I can still feek the lump in my throat, as i choked down dinner, hiding a secret from everyone.
The lump in my throat that was a reminder, i had messed up my plans.
I remeber laying in bed, praying god would take you from me.
I remember decidinf i would keep you.
I can still see the blood on my hands.
The blood that was, in my mind, now you.
Hearing the nurse say "there was nothing we could do"
Those words echo in my mind, always, haunting me.
I can still feel the pain from ripping the ivs out.
The pain, in my heart, that i didnt take care of us.
I remind myself i wasnt ready, almost always.
You would've been miserable.
Im not good with babies, ive never even changed a diaper.
None of this was my decision.
I shouldve cared more.
I shouldve taken better care of us.
You should know, im sorry.
Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 7:01 PM UTC