"ibraheem" poems
SONG OF ANGELS
MATLOOB BOKHARI
I know one day the great wheel will turn over
Just as I came into the world, I will pass away
My body will be buried in the endless darkness
Flowers will sing hymn of grief,
Morning breeze will mourn
Lovers will sing mournful lyrics
Rain will drop its tears on my grave
Angels flapping their wings
Will come singing on my tomb
“He will have no fear
He will never be alone
He is a lover of Allah’s beloved
He is Majnun al Hussain.
All the lovers left a memory
No one could steal it,
Arrows could not **** Hussain
Knife could not **** Ismaeel
Fire could not burn Ibraheem
Whale could not eat Yunus
Sea could not drown Musa
Crucifixion could not **** Christ
They are all still bright stars in the dark infinity
Their shine is endless; their names are immortal.”
Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 7:20 AM UTC
ALLAHUMMA SALLI ALA MUHAMMADIW WA ALA AALI MUHAMMADIN KAMAA SALLAITA ALA IBRAHIMA WA ALA AALI IBRAHIMA INNAKA HAMIDUM MAJID. ALLAHUMMA BAARIK ALA MUHAMMADIW WA ALA AALI MUHAMMADIN KAMAA BAARAKTA ALA IBRAHIMA WA ALA AALI IBRAHIMA INNAKA HAMIDUM MAJID.
Allahumma! Send blessings upon (Holy Prophet)Muhammad and upon theProgeny of (Holy Prophet)Muhammad as You sent blessings upon Ibraheem and upon the Progeny of Ibraheem; indeed, You are praiseworthy and glorious. Allahumma! Bless (Holy Prophet)Muhammad and the Progeny of (Holy Prophet)Muhammad as You blessed Ibraheem and the Progeny of Ibraheem; indeed, You are praise worthy and glorious.
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Drop by Drop
Drop by Drop
Everytime, anytime
Let it fall.
Let it fall.
My worthy tears.
Never stop.
Never stop.
Till I see
My beloved Mustafa(SAW)
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 1:05 PM UTC
Her footprints remained
In his life, like the footprints
Of "Al-khaleel" at "Maqaam Ibraheem";
Bestowing him peace,
And guiding him, through
The dark alleys of life.
And his footprints remained
In her life, like the "lotus footprints",
That washes her heart with love,
And rejuvenate her soul,
With the light of memories;
Enwreathed by happy moments.
Ah! Separated by destiny,
They were still united in their memories;
Playing their roles of life,
With utmost loyalty;
Because,
She was Hermoine to her Harry Potter,
And, he was Harry Potter to his Hermoine!
Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 2:45 PM UTC