Poetry! =P

[badrobot14]

ok, I've decided to share a poem... its in urdu... and uses some er.. odd words... but its message is one at which a person should cry....
(you can ask me about meaning of hard words, but really a few of them r evn hard for me...) I like it that the poet doesn't put the complete blame on her...

Raqqasa by Hafeez Jalandhri

uThi Hei Maghrib Se GhaTha
Peenay Ka Mausam Aa Gaya!
Hei Raqqs MeiN Ek Mah'laqqa
Naazuk Ada Naaz AfreeN
HaaN Naachti Ja Gaa'ye Ja !
NazrooN Se Dil Barmaa'ye Ja
TaRpaaye Ja TaRpaaye Ja
Oo Dushman-e Duniya-o DeeN
Tera Thirakna Khoob Hei
Teri Ada'yeiN DilnasheeN
Lekin TheHr Tu Kon Hei?
Oo Neem UriyaaN NazneeN
Kiya Mashraqi Aurt Hei Tu
Her Giz NahiN Her Giz NahiN
Teri HaNsi Baybaak Hei
Teri Niggah Chalaak Hei
Uff Kis Qadar Dil'soz Hei
Taqreer Bazaari Teri
Kitni Havas Aamaiz Hei
Yea Saada Purkaari Teri
Sharam Aur Izzat WaliyaaN
Hoti HeiN Iffat WaliyaaN
Wo Husan Ki ShehzadiyaaN
Parday Ki HeiN AbaadiyaaN
Chashm-e Falak Ne Aaj Tak
Dekhi NahiN Un Ki Jhalak
Sarmaaya-e Sharam-o Haya
Zaiver Hei Un Ke Husn Ka
Shohar Ke Dukh Sehti HeiN Wo
Mohn Se NahiN Kehti HeiN Wo
Kab Saamnay Aati HeiN Wo
Ghairut Se KaT Jaati HeiN Wo
Aizaaz-e Millat Unn Se Hei
Naam-e Sharafat Unn Se Hei
Imaan Per Qaa'im HeiN Wo
Pakeezah-o Saa'im HeiN Wo
Tujh MeiN NahiN Sharam-o Haya !
Tujh MeiN NahiN MeHr-o Wafa
Sach Sach Bata Tu Kon Hei?
Yea Pur'fasooN Ghamzay Tere
Na'mehrumooN Ke Saamnay !
HuT Saamnay Se Door Ho
Mardood Ho Maq'hoor Ho
Taqdeer KI HaiTi Hei Tu
Shaitaan KI BeTi Hei Tu
Jis Qaum Ki Aurat Hei Tu
Uss Qaum Per Laa'nut Hei Tu
Lekin TheHr Jana Zara
Teri NahiN Koi Khat'ta
MardooN MeiN Ghairut Hi NahiN
Qaumi Hami'yut Hi NahiN !
Wo Millat-e Baiza Ke Thi !
Saaray JahaN Ki Raushani
Jamiyut-e Islami'yaaN !
Shahnashah-e HindustaaN
Ab Es MeiN Dam Kuch Bi NahiN
Hum Kiya HeiN Hum Kuch Bi NahiN
Milli Siyaasat uTh Gai
Baazo Ki Taaqat uTh Gai
Shaan-e Hijaazi Ab KahaN
Wo Turktaazi Ab KahaN !
Ab Ghaznavi Himmut Gai
Ab Babari Shaukat Gai
Lekin Mujhay Kiya Khabt Hei
Taqreer KiyooN Be'rabt Hei
Itna Sharaabi hO Gaya !
Aqal-o Khird Ko Kho Gaya
Mujh KO Zamanay Se Kiya Gharaz?
MiTnay MiTaanay Se Gharaz?
HindustaaN SE Kaam Kiya
Andaisha-e Islam Kiya
Jeenay Du Jeenay Du Mujhay
Peenay Du Peenay Du Mujhay
Jab Hashar Ka Din Aaye Ga
Uss Waqt Dekha Jaaye Ga
HaaN Naachti Ja Gaaye Ja
NazrooN Se Dil Barmaaye Ja
TaRpaaye Ja TaRpaaye Ja
Oo Dushman-e Duniya-o Deen!

 

[badrobot14]

and to balance out my prev post, here is something in english I like... (its translation of an Arab poem about a mother's heart)

One day a man tempted an ignorant boy
With his money to safeguard against harm
So he told him bring me the heart of your mother, boy
And to you I'll give the jewels coins and pearls
So he went and stabbed her in the chest with a dagger
And the heart he took out and went back the way he came
But becuase of his excess haste he fell
And so the torn heart fell and rolled as he stumbled
The mothers heart called him while being covered with dirt
Son! My Beloved! Are you hurt?
And suddenly even thought the voice was very compassionate
It was as if the wrath of the heavens had fallen on the boy
And he unsheathed his dagger to stab himself
A stabbing to become an example for those who heed examples
The Heart of the mother called him saying "Stop your hand
And do not kill my heart twice in the same place

 

[..sacrifice4Revenge..]

and to balance out my prev post, here is something in english I like... (its translation of an Arab poem about a mother's heart)

One day a man tempted an ignorant boy
With his money to safeguard against harm
So he told him bring me the heart of your mother, boy
And to you I'll give the jewels coins and pearls
So he went and stabbed her in the chest with a dagger
And the heart he took out and went back the way he came
But becuase of his excess haste he fell
And so the torn heart fell and rolled as he stumbled
The mothers heart called him while being covered with dirt
Son! My Beloved! Are you hurt?
And suddenly even thought the voice was very compassionate
It was as if the wrath of the heavens had fallen on the boy
And he unsheathed his dagger to stab himself
A stabbing to become an example for those who heed examples
The Heart of the mother called him saying "Stop your hand
And do not kill my heart twice in the same place

so touchy!

 

[N.M]

Lekin TheHr Jana Zara
Teri NahiN Koi Khat'ta
MardooN MeiN Ghairut Hi NahiN
Qaumi Hami'yut Hi NahiN !

very true... sometimes make me wonder how they let their daughters and sisters go out like the way they go out and place their pictures on facebook...

reminds me of a urdu sher of Akbar Allahabadi

Bepardah nazar aae kal jo chund bibiyaan
Akbar zameen mein geeratey qaumi se garh gaya
poocha jo un se aap ka pardah wo kia hoa
kehne lagin aqal pe mardon ki parh gaya

haha..lol

 

[étudiante]

very true... sometimes make me wonder how they let their daughters and sisters go out like the way they go out and place their pictures on facebook...

reminds me of a urdu sher of Akbar Allahabadi

Bepardah nazar aae kal jo chund bibiyaan
Akbar zameen mein geeratey qaumi se garh gaya
poocha jo un se aap ka pardah wo kia hoa
kehne lagin aqal pe mardon ki parh gaya

haha..lol

Nice one But true really

 

[badrobot14]

very true... sometimes make me wonder how they let their daughters and sisters go out like the way they go out and place their pictures on facebook...

reminds me of a urdu sher of Akbar Allahabadi

Bepardah nazar aae kal jo chund bibiyaan
Akbar zameen mein geeratey qaumi se garh gaya
poocha jo un se aap ka pardah wo kia hoa
kehne lagin aqal pe mardon ki parh gaya

haha..lol

hahaha hilarious!!! I totally forgot about this verse.. my grandfather told it to me when I was young... LOL!

he depicts such a sad reality in such a funny way... genius.
n yup u r right... it makes you wonder that.. but really its not completely their fault either... they have no idea what the level of haya needs to be... a person growing up in an average muslim household would see his parents making salah (if he is lucky) or reading Quran (without trying to understand what it says) and that's about enough of religion... rest of 95% of time the focus would be to gather the world.... "You need to get that A-Grade if you want that new game (I don't care if u r regular at salah or not)" a typical parent wd say.. (now getting A-Grade is good but making it purpose of one's life is NOT)

If that person opens up the T.V s/he wd be bombarded with stuff... now most channels wd show inappropriately dressed women.. women that attract his desires... and he'd think its ok to watch it... 'I mean its just a cooking show'.... s/he'd think it's the normal way women dress... the 2% channels where women dress properly (like Huda TV, Peace TV, guide US TV etc.) he'd be told those guys are extremists.... Islam is not so tough... (like Allah tells us about bani Israel "And among them are unlettered ones who do not know the Scripture except in wishful thinking, but they are only assuming."2:78 - 'amani'/wishful thinking is how at times our ppl assume stuff about Islam without looking it up in Quran/sunnah)

In such an environment we need to thank Allah more.. that he taught us (however much of) His beautiful book and this beautiful way of life.... and we must be helping other learn about it.... and I personally don't go to people and tell them 'you have no ghairah and shame'.. rather if I can I try to use tact.. if a person can get closer to Quran... that's it... Al-huda/the guidance will take care of him... also if they understand something its easier to follow it.

Nice one But true really

did you read my urdu poem.. or should I post an explaination...???

 

[étudiante]

did you read my urdu poem.. or should I post an explaination...???

I read it, but I din't understand much I was going to ask you for a bit of explanation, Í'll be SOOOO glad if you could explain it Thanks for asking

 

[badrobot14]

I read it, but I din't understand much I was going to ask you for a bit of explanation, Í'll be SOOOO glad if you could explain it Thanks for asking

No need to thank.. I was expecting that most ppl wont find it an easy read, so I should have explained it anyways....
So here is my Tashreeh hope it makes sense (and I apologize for any mistakes due to me):

Raqqasa (dancer)

uThi Hei Maghrib Se GhaTha
Peenay Ka Mausam Aa Gaya!
(a cloudy wind from west has come… bringing season of drinking)

Hei Raqqs MeiN Ek Mah'laqqa
Naazuk Ada Naaz AfreeN
HaaN Naachti Ja Gaa'ye Ja !
NazrooN Se Dil Barmaa'ye Ja
TaRpaaye Ja TaRpaaye Ja

(Raqqs= dance so its talking about some attractive dancer… he wants her to continue [disgusting, I know])

Oo Dushman-e Duniya-o DeeN
Tera Thirakna Khoob Hei
Teri Ada'yeiN DilnasheeN
Lekin TheHr Tu Kon Hei?

(O enemy of this world and next; ur movements are pretty and heart-captivating; But wait, who are you??)

Oo Neem UriyaaN NazneeN
Kiya Mashraqi Aurt Hei Tu
Her Giz NahiN Her Giz NahiN

(Neem UriyaaN=Half-naked… O half-naked charmer, are you a western woman; no certainly not.)

Teri HaNsi Baybaak Hei
Teri Niggah Chalaak Hei

(how unabashed/outspoken is your laugh, how sharp is your vision)

Uff Kis Qadar Dil'soz Hei
Taqreer Bazaari Teri
Kitni Havas Aamaiz Hei
Yea Saada Purkaari Teri

(How much heart-melting is ur vulgar call…)

Sharam Aur Izzat WaliyaaN
Hoti HeiN Iffat WaliyaaN
Wo Husan Ki ShehzadiyaaN
Parday Ki HeiN AbaadiyaaN

(Iffat is like sharm –o-haya kinda thing… He commends how women of shame and haya are beautiful in their parda/cover)

Chashm-e Falak Ne Aaj Tak
Dekhi NahiN Un Ki Jhalak

(chashm=eye, falak=sky… meaning no one(outside) has ever seen them)

Sarmaaya-e Sharam-o Haya
Zaiver Hei Un Ke Husn Ka

(what they get from shame n haya is the jwell of their beauty)

Shohar Ke Dukh Sehti HeiN Wo
Mohn Se NahiN Kehti HeiN Wo

(they bear the sorrows with their husbands without complaining to others)
Kab Saamnay Aati HeiN Wo
Ghairut Se KaT Jaati HeiN Wo

(they don’t come b4 people… they have ghairah)

Aizaaz-e Millat Unn Se Hei
Naam-e Sharafat Unn Se Hei
Imaan Per Qaa'im HeiN Wo
Pakeezah-o Saa'im HeiN Wo

(thry are pride of nation, they are upright and have Eeman, they are chaste)

Tujh MeiN NahiN Sharam-o Haya !
Tujh MeiN NahiN MeHr-o Wafa

((while)YOU are not chaste, you are not loyal)

Sach Sach Bata Tu Kon Hei?
Yea Pur'fasooN Ghamzay Tere
Na'mehrumooN Ke Saamnay !

(Really, who are you? How you display before non-mahrams)

HuT Saamnay Se Door Ho
Mardood Ho Maq'hoor Ho
Taqdeer KI HaiTi Hei Tu
Shaitaan KI BeTi Hei Tu

(go away; you are accursed and doomed; LOL at daughter of Satan part.. dunno wht part b4 it means)

Jis Qaum Ki Aurat Hei Tu
Uss Qaum Per Laa'nut Hei Tu

(u r a curse on the nation whose daughter u r)

Lekin TheHr Jana Zara
Teri NahiN Koi Khat'ta
MardooN MeiN Ghairut Hi NahiN
Qaumi Hami'yut Hi NahiN !

(but WAIT! Its not your fault; men have no gairah/protective jealousy left in them; nor has the nation has any shame/haya/gairat=hamiyat)

Wo Millat-e Baiza Ke Thi !
Saaray JahaN Ki Raushani
Jamiyut-e Islami'yaaN !
Shahnashah-e HindustaaN

(those great(white) nations before; were light for the world; Islamic nations; kingdom of India)

Ab Es MeiN Dam Kuch Bi NahiN
Hum Kiya HeiN Hum Kuch Bi NahiN

(now it has no power; we are nothing –yup its an old poem probably b4 Pakistan was made)

Milli Siyaasat uTh Gai
Baazo Ki Taaqat uTh Gai

(that national politics has left, the power of people)

Shaan-e Hijaazi Ab KahaN
Wo Turktaazi Ab KahaN !

(that majesty of Arab and Ottoman/Turk empire has left)

Ab Ghaznavi Himmut Gai
Ab Babari Shaukat Gai

(mentions old Muslim leaders of past who are famous for ghairat and majesty)

Lekin Mujhay Kiya Khabt Hei
Taqreer KiyooN Be'rabt Hei
Itna Sharaabi hO Gaya !
Aqal-o Khird Ko Kho Gaya

(BUT am I mad; y is my speech so incoherent?;how drunk am I that I have lost my mind)

Mujh KO Zamanay Se Kiya Gharaz?
MiTnay MiTaanay Se Gharaz?

(what have I to do with society?)
HindustaaN SE Kaam Kiya
Andaisha-e Islam Kiya

(what have I to do with India; no threat(hope) of Islam here)

Jeenay Du Jeenay Du Mujhay
Peenay Du Peenay Du Mujhay
Jab Hashar Ka Din Aaye Ga
Uss Waqt Dekha Jaaye Ga

(let me live/enjoy… let me drink… when day of judgment will come, we will see about it then)

HaaN Naachti Ja Gaaye Ja
NazrooN Se Dil Barmaaye Ja
TaRpaaye Ja TaRpaaye Ja
Oo Dushman-e Duniya-o Deen!

(yes, keep dancing… keep filling the heart with your dazzling glares; keep agonizing; O enemy of this world and next)

 

[Mustehssun Iqbal]

I came from the bed, yawning and moaning
i came to the laptop , my brother was sleeping and groaning
it's the time before sehri, my mouth tasting grapes that are ripe
but I came here , to have some moments on skype
"please wake up" I said, "I got a call"
"no I am sleeping", he pointed
"it's a free for all"
I am here now, indulged in an activity so late
I mean xtremepapaers, without my mate
which means when I checked,
the caller had gone
after I messaged him on the phone,
I realized he had slept on and on
or maybe he woke up , maybe he is sleeping
I am in activity here, doing all the reading
looking for the CIE thread
but poetry is what I get
sounded like a good oppurtunity,
to redo my long left hobby that I used to do,
oh wow just now the drum man came , drumming so heavily
and I do what I was doing, writing a rhyme or two,
So where was I , talking about the poetry thread in which I got,
reading the really long post, posted by our dear badrobot
You might be wondering, this person's boring my mind
well then let me tell you the bottom line
it's been a while, waking up my dear brother,
it's been a while, having to tell,
that my skype buddy, has been on a farewell...

 

[étudiante]

No need to thank.. I was expecting that most ppl wont find it an easy read, so I should have explained it anyways....
So here is my Tashreeh hope it makes sense (and I apologize for any mistakes due to me):


Jeenay Du Jeenay Du Mujhay
Peenay Du Peenay Du Mujhay
Jab Hashar Ka Din Aaye Ga
Uss Waqt Dekha Jaaye Ga

(let me live/enjoy… let me drink… when day of judgment will come, we will see about it then)

HaaN Naachti Ja Gaaye Ja
NazrooN Se Dil Barmaaye Ja
TaRpaaye Ja TaRpaaye Ja
Oo Dushman-e Duniya-o Deen!

(yes, keep dancing… keep filling the heart with your dazzling glares; keep agonizing; O enemy of this world and next)

Oh! LOL! Achhi tashreeh ki hai aapne Poori samajh agaee mujhe Thankshies
AND yeah it's true and kinda funny (being so 'direct' in critisism) at the same time :\

 

[badrobot14]

Oh! LOL! Achhi tashreeh ki hai aapne Poori samajh agaee mujhe Thankshies
AND yeah it's true and kinda funny (being so 'direct' in critisism) at the same time :\

jazakillah khair.. for liking my tashreeh..

 

[N.M]

There is poem that i would like to share... Its in simple urdu, so i hope every body will understand it....
Very beautiful indeed...

Hummey Apne Rab se kese Muhabbat hai?​

​

Sunna hai hum ne logon se​

Muhabbat cheez hi ese hai​

Chupaae chup nahi sakti​

​

Yeh Ankhon se damakti hai​

Yeh Lhejon mein chalakti hai​

Dilon tak ko ghualla deti hai​

lahu eindhan banati hai​

​

Agar Yeh Sach Hai​

Tou Phr Aakhr​

​

Humey apne Rab se bhala kese muhabbat hai?​

Na ankhon se jhalagti hai​

Na Lhejon mein salagti hai​

Na dilon ko Aazmati hai​

Na Raaton ko Rolati hai​

​

Tou Yeh Kese Muhabbat Hai?​

​

​

 

[étudiante]

jazakillah khair.. for liking my tashreeh..

Wa Eyyak! Thanks for taking your time off to do that

 

[bikermicefrmars]

I havent shared anything here...but i think this one is worthwhile. Its a film's song with beautiful lyrics and i have provided english translation too. I dont claim anything is mine

Alvida yaara alvida,
Ho rahe tumse hum judaa,
Le chale saare gum tere,
Khush rahe yaara tu sadaa..

good bye my friend,
I am getting away from you,
I will take all your sorrows with me,
May you live happily, my friend..

Tumse bhi zyada hongi,
Ab yaadein pyaariyaan
Hum dono ki hain
apni apni laachaariyaan,
Ab hanste hanste tumpe
le khushiyaan vaariyaan

Even more than you
now your memories will be lovable to me,
We both have
our own problems,
Now happily, to you,
I sacrifice all my happiness.

Marz bhi hain deti
Chain bhi hain deti
Dard bhi hain deti
Jaan bhi hain leti

They give problems,
They give peace too,
They give pain too,
They take lives too

Yaariyaan
Na chhode yaariyaan

Friendships,
Friendships never end..

Ab jeene ko jaane ko, na koi raasta
Tanhaaiyon se hoga, ab dil ka vaasta
Hum khud hi khud ko, ab to kar denge lapataa

There is no way to live, no way to go,
the heart will pass through loneliness now,
I will make myself go lost now..

Maan le tu aise
Hain zara bholey se
Jaante hain waise
Hai nibhaani kaise

Believe me
I am a bit innocent
But I know
how to manage

Yaariyan
Na chhode yaariyaan..

Friendships
Friendships never end..

 

[étudiante]

The gardening of a friendship
All are trees of different shades
And have their seasons of spring and fall
And never is the gardener needed
When the trees are standing tall.
They are called when sadness surrounds
When life is down and miseries abound.

A true gardener comes at a single call
A real friend is there even when you
Get fed up with their care and shoo.

Many summers we played together
Laughing at the heat,
Many winters we huddled closer
While around the bush we beat.

And when the autumn leaves fall,
I will be there to rake them all,
And hug the bare bark eagerly,
And water it with hope lovingly,
Making myself your sun and rain,
So that spring can come back again.

Yet when the flowers blossom
And everything is happy and gay
And you rustle with the playing winds,
I will be forced to turn and walk away…

(Generally I can trace back to why I wrote a certain poem, but I can't for this one Some sub-concious supressed feeling I guess... ) And it's not really THAT great, but the second-last paragraph is honestly loved my me

Epiphany and Myste Rious Posted

 

[étudiante]

Stuck this as a reminder to myself on my table But mom stole it and kept it on her bedside table :')

The Angel's trail
Step lightly little one
For you walk on a trail
Of fallen angel feathers
So delicate, so frail.
Follow the marked path
For it has been marked with care
And leads up to the angel
Who purpousely dropped them there.
O little devil, training to be an angel (LOL! Thats me )
Look up to your worldly angel
And quiet that frothing mind
For on this path all answers you'll find.
And all through you'll have
Your angel's prayer, your angel's grace-
A life in her warm embrace.

(Angel = mom, adressed to myself )

 

[IG student]

Sitting by the sea,
Feeling the wind brush my cheeks,
Listening to the waves crashing on the rocks,
The wind whistling all around,
And the birds screeching nearby,
Watching the sea sparkling with the rays from the sun,
I keep wondering,
What a wonderful thing nature is! =’)

It gives me a sense of calmness,
Just watching the sea washing ashore,
Bringing along with it flotsam and jetsam.
I walk on the sand, dip my feet into the water,
Letting the sea take away my sorrows…

I drop down on the sandy beach,
And watch the sun disappear into the clouds,
As one sunny day comes to an end,
In the flick of a second,
And will be roaring thunder the next..

 

[Mustehssun Iqbal]

Assalamu alaikum,
Today I wrote a poem concerned about planets , balls and sticks,
Yes it was a poem concerning a topic of Physics
It was no anthem, about a nation
it was on the topic of gravitation
well I'm not here to get cheers from the crowd,
and I'm not here to read it out loud!
What I'm talking right now, might make me look mysterious,
but the thing is, I'm talking serious
Yes about the Glorious book, The Quran
As I wrote my poem, a thought reflected me,
and I thought, it's nice to share it here maybe
I wrote the poem as a bunch of mnemonics,
For those of you who don't know what that is,
it's a collection of words that stick
so that more yield you may yearn,
it's a good way to remember and learn,
as you read my poem, you remember what it says,
no matter where you are, in your brain it has found a place
maybe my poetry, has finally found it's prime,
poetry is how you remember, remembering the rhyme
poetry is a great learning technique, oh it's a bliss,
look at how you remember, how beautiful it is!
Then I thought of the Glorious book, The Quran,
Any poet concentrates, no idea does he miss,
but his poetry won't compare, to the Glorious book it is!
now you might say I can't understand, I am from another nation,
well you don't need to be an Arab, you can read the translation
Better good time you spend,
then you more understand
Oh don't worry about the speed,
just read , read, read
first you understand, then you think twice and thrice,
now you got to wonder, how great it is if I now memorize?
now you feel sad, you feel a bit down,
because poetry is how you remember things around
but don't worry, you won't have to be smarter,
and you probably, won't have to work much harder
As you read the Glorious book, so many times,
you realize the beauty, of the beautiful rhymes.
I'm not disrespectful, it's a praise,
Because I can never, think of the disgrace,
now you see, your shortcomings won't haunt,
because now you have, all that you want
You see you converted, a passage before, so learn it as you please,
look how great This Book is , it's done for you for ease
And you read poetry , you see the rhymes, the vocabulary , the weight,
Then you read The Quran, no poetry can ever be that Great!
Oh how good you feel, as you read it at some time,
I wrote poems since I was 8, but this poetry is my prime!
Alhamdulillah.

 

[badrobot14]

Better Company & Ramadan....

i woke up in a sweat, slightly dizzy, short of breathe,
all the while trying to figure whether i was close to death,
heart was beatin hard, saw it poundin through my chest,
& still i couldnt move, as though my body was possessed,

naturally... i panicked, so would anyone of you,
& tried to calm myself until a shadow comes to view,
i convinced myself my family bought a dog while i was sleeping,
despite that fact it went against everything that they believed in,

then a human outlines made out only adding to the tension,
as circumstances of our meeting, makes you question ones intentions,
settling right before me at my feet as i lay frozen,
then motions for my covers, slips them off, his silence broken,

"sit up my dear friend, it is I whose never left you,
whose worked hard towards your pleasure & never once tried to correct you,
ive been with you since birth, & have recieved you at your worst,
this little gap between your lord & you? a highlight of my work

whats wrong dear friend" he asks me as he sees my face turn cold,
at realizin all ive done was me doin as told,
"actually thats not true" he interrupts me in my thoughts,
"see i threw mere suggestions, while you played all your own parts",

this strangers words disturb me almost though he knew me thouroughly,
trying to figure out just what he was all signs point other worldly,
his words held hints of truth mixed wit lies i couldnt see through,
then whispers in my ear, "understand me i comPLETE you,

when all those that you love would see you SLAVE to learn this deen,
just so they can show you off in hopes to raise their self-esteem,
see they care about themselves, i say its time you followed suit,
cause in the end all youll have added to your name is hollow truth,

now DONT give me that look, we both in this together,
& DONT think of that book, the one thats said to make men better,
cause no verse in all its pages can turn sinners into sages,
over night atleast, besides if anything well BOTH see cages,

oh you seem confused, did you think that youd be spared?,
when your hands are just as dirty? did you think that would be fair?,
boy listen" he continued lookin calm & cold as ever,
"the ties from slaves to their lord were neVER to be severed,

but some would choose to squander all the mercy they recieved,
& find themselves no better than the ones who disbelieved,
so stop acting remorseful, you dont wanna be forgiven,
you dont want that straight & narrow path, you LOVE this crooked livin",

as his points went unanswered it would seem id found assistance,
when his assault was cut short by the adhaan, sounding in the distance,
his face turned pale in panic as his body shook with fear,
while i looked to the horizon & saw horsemen drawing near,

"that dreaded months returned" he whispered as sweat dripped from his face,
'& youll forget all that youve learned, as I am chained up to THAT place,
but before im forced to run I beg you one thing to consider,
that this so called month of mercys more a bear trap for a sinner,

& if by its end i return to find you not "astray",
i promise i wont rest until i have you back my way",
i look back towards the horsemen whove come so near i see their banner,
raised high above them, reading "Allahs the best of planners",

the strangers long since vanished leaving his frightful words behind,
that have resonated with me & echo all throughout my mind,
can i REALLY be forgiven? is repentance still an option?
my hopes of such been crushed before & shot down more than often,

& just when my faith in myself had seemed so quick to fade,
a loud & firm voice calls to me seconds from being too late
the riders eased their paces as they now trot slowly towards me,
when their leader dismounts from his stead & smiles at me, cordially,

his face shines like the moon, with his clothes thatre just as bright,
his eyes are deep & peircing & his hair as dark as night,
the beard down to his chest, was like his Superman "S",
they must work for someone big was all this foolish man guessed,

the lead rider extended out to me his massive hand,
then pulled me to my feet, i found relief that i could stand
after everything ive been through, best beLIEVE i aint trust strangers,
but as his hand rest on my shoulder i could sense no risk of danger,

these were men of deen & virtues i could only dream to know,
who reply to their lords call in haste where i would seem too slow,
weak, shaken, scared, i ask the rider "what becomes of me?",
he answered "By HIS grace youll find yourself in better company".

 

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badrobot14 Umm... mind lending me your Google? How DO you find such awesome stuffs? I LOVED it! *_*

& if by its end i return to find you not "astray",
i promise i wont rest until i have you back my way",
i look back towards the horsemen whove come so near i see their banner,
raised high above them, reading "Allahs the best of planners",
^D BEST!

(The awkward moment when I want to comment here and XPC says no permission!
@XPC dw, I aint a spy trying to harm your admins -__- )