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"taskeen" poems
Aaj pyari si ek pari Mere ghar aayi ... Aaj nanni si ek kali Mere ghar aayi... Uski khushboo se mehka hai... Yeh ghar humara Beshumaar khushiyan Mere ghar aayi... Uski ankhon se roshan Hai har ek kona Lauhe mishkaat banke jo Mere ghar aayi... Humne jiske liye ki Badi mannatein thi Woh ek dua e maghbool Mere ghar aayi... Uska chehra bhula de Saare ghamon ko Yeh ek aisi basharat Mere ghar aayi... Uski pyari tabassum Zakhmon ka malham Ek nayi zindagi Mere ghar aayi... Usko dekhun to aankhon ko Thandak aa jaye Hai jo Allah ki "Neama"… Mere ghar aayi... Jaise dasht o sehra mein Rahat de waha Waisa taskeen e qalb woh Mere ghar aayi.... Tere daaman mein aalam ki Saari ** khushiyan Mere dil ki tammanna Mere ghar aayi.... ** yeh tera muqaddar Suraj sa roshan Banke chanda si murat tu Mere ghar aayi... Ae khuda tera sajda e Shukr bajaon Teri rehmat se beti Mere ghar aayi... Jaise Allah ne jholi "Ain" Teri hai bhar di Sab ko hasil ** daulat jo Mere ghar aayi....
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 6:46 AM UTC
Ain
Mere ghar aayi....
Aaj pyari si ek pari Mere ghar aayi ... Aaj nanni si ek kali Mere ghar aayi... Uski khushboo se mehka hai... Yeh ghar humara Beshumaar khushiyan Mere ghar aayi... Uski ankhon se roshan Hai har ek kona Lauhe mishkaat banke jo Mere ghar aayi... Humne jiske liye ki Badi mannatein thi Woh ek dua e maghbool Mere ghar aayi... Uska chehra bhula de Saare ghamon ko Yeh ek aisi basharat Mere ghar aayi... Uski pyari tabassum Zakhmon ka malham Ek nayi zindagi Mere ghar aayi... Usko dekhun to aankhon ko Thandak aa jaye Hai jo Allah ki "Neama"… Mere ghar aayi... Jaise dasht o sehra mein Rahat de waha Waisa taskeen e qalb woh Mere ghar aayi.... Tere daaman mein aalam ki Saari ** khushiyan Mere dil ki tammanna Mere ghar aayi.... ** yeh tera muqaddar Suraj sa roshan Banke chanda si murat tu Mere ghar aayi... Ae khuda tera sajda e Shukr bajaon Teri rehmat se beti Mere ghar aayi... Jaise Allah ne jholi "Ain" Teri hai bhar di Sab ko hasil ** daulat jo Mere ghar aayi....
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A soul’s vine is encased with demise. Towering stalks desiccate to bister mummies and Aflush dreams of romance capsize into sour, obsidian soil. Exhausted leaves crumble when the sun goes down And amber tears of stinging sap drizzle from hollow sepal’s That once hugged tender safad petals in the raw night Like a child clinging to their eham biar yadashte. Eclipsed roots search for taskeen semblance. Divest thorns flourish on their throne, Devouring golden seeds of promise. Tishna fruit wither into ember dust, Particles brushing away in the restless wind Until all that lays are flattened memories Forgotten, forsaken, fanni. Word Search Machana Ruh (roo): A Wilting Soul Safad: Pure milky white Eham biar yadashte: That feeling of something from our childhood that gave us inanimate affection. Something we, still to this day, can not let go of because it carries all our intimate memories and emotions (Like a teddy bear or blanket). Taskeen (Tash-kean): The warm feeling of home Fanni (Fa-nee): Mortal fragility Tishna: When a person is dehydrated to the point of death
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Feb 18, 2021
Feb 18, 2021 at 4:42 PM UTC
Catemorse
Wilting Soul
A soul’s vine is encased with demise. Towering stalks desiccate to bister mummies and Aflush dreams of romance capsize into sour, obsidian soil. Exhausted leaves crumble when the sun goes down And amber tears of stinging sap drizzle from hollow sepal’s That once hugged tender safad petals in the raw night Like a child clinging to their eham biar yadashte. Eclipsed roots search for taskeen semblance. Divest thorns flourish on their throne, Devouring golden seeds of promise. Tishna fruit wither into ember dust, Particles brushing away in the restless wind Until all that lays are flattened memories Forgotten, forsaken, fanni. Word Search Machana Ruh (roo): A Wilting Soul Safad: Pure milky white Eham biar yadashte: That feeling of something from our childhood that gave us inanimate affection. Something we, still to this day, can not let go of because it carries all our intimate memories and emotions (Like a teddy bear or blanket). Taskeen (Tash-kean): The warm feeling of home Fanni (Fa-nee): Mortal fragility Tishna: When a person is dehydrated to the point of death
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Saleel suggested his name for moderator, It increased my curiosity, and I understood he must be lover of our creator. One day a man with same name entered a thread. His opponents were angered and became red. He was merciless and continued with his onslaught. He didn't give up until the lesson was taught. He held tightly the rope of Allah in his fist. Very soon he was in Taskeen's friend list. He believes in the policy of 'tit for tat'. He loves animal specially big round cat. Now I see a different side of him. He is polite, kind, lively and not grim In both worlds may Allah give him fame. Amir Mustafa is his name.
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 5:07 AM UTC
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Saleel suggested his name for moderator, It increased my curiosity, and I understood he must be lover of our creator. One day a man with same name entered a thread. His opponents were angered and became red. He was merciless and continued with his onslaught. He didn't give up until the lesson was taught. He held tightly the rope of Allah in his fist. Very soon he was in Taskeen's friend list. He believes in the policy of 'tit for tat'. He loves animal specially big round cat. Now I see a different side of him. He is polite, kind, lively and not grim In both worlds may Allah give him fame. Amir Mustafa is his name.
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