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In the Name of God بسم الله
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Salam alaikum

 

These are just a few poems I have written in the past and recently, for the Ahlul Bayt and their lovers :)

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Call upon me, I will answer you

Alone, in the dark, a young girl is weeping, Not knowing what her heart has always been seeking, So, now, to her Lord, she is finally speaking, Revealing the secrets she thought she'd been keeping.     Her Lord listens to her with indescribable love, He watches her raise her weak hands, above.     "My Lord, I beg you to enter my heart, To you, all my sorrows, I wish to impart, This emptiness, I can bear it no more, I feel I am drow

Last Chance

Last Chance

Ameeri Ali

The poets have written and the scholars have preached, Yet the value of Ali no understanding can reach, An eternity has passed and another will come, The Earth's ink could diminish and al tongues could go numb, Yet no heart of his lover is able to rest For this love of Ali remains trapped in their chest, No words can unlock it and no action can earn And through a million books, only a fraction they'd learn. What is this mystery that no mind can perceive?

Last Chance

Last Chance

God's Work of Art

A ferocious warrior, a soft spoken sage, No other man could be both in any era or age, A servant so humble, an emperor so great, Never has a man possessed both traits so innate, The father of orphans, the prince of a nation, Two faces in this world which have no relation, And yet, my Master, you were all of these things, Everything and more, your virtues gushing like springs, A man has only one heart, so how were you, you? How are you everything, how can you be true? I sat at the gat

Last Chance

Last Chance in Poetry

The virtue of Abbas

A king in the heavens and a master on Earth, No wish leaves his lips since the day of his birth, For wealth is mere dust and the world, divorced thrice, And princes who lead the dwellers of paradise, A brother who forever is the best of all men, Inseparable now and inseparable then, With one world at his feet and the next in the palm of his hand, This king has a wish and in prayer he stands, The angels bewildered at what such a ma

Last Chance

Last Chance

Karbala

In this short life I sought virtues and love, So I asked those who knew and those from above, They told me to go to a land of blessing and sorrow, The land in which no soul wants tomorrow, So I took on this journey and stepped onto this land, And I saw two shining domes standing upright and grand, But in my shame and my filth, I spoke just to the sand. I asked this sand what virtues she carried, What treasures and gems within her were buried, She to

Last Chance

Last Chance

The king of kings

Yesterday, they sent me a king, One whose praises they all seem to sing, He told me he could grant me some wealth, And if I served well, some more for my health, But with this king, I was not content, So him, like the others, away I sent. I met another who offered me fame, Said all the world's tongues could utter my name, All it would take was my obliging hand, And he'd turn my lowliness into something so grand, But with this king, I was not c

Last Chance

Last Chance

I do not know

How I must beg, I do not know, Now I've learnt to let these tears flow, For I've begged you and with you I've pleaded, And maybe your nearness, some others have needed, But you know who I am and you know what I need, Is it the pain when I feel my heart bleed? Tell me how to beg, for I do not know, How do I see your golden dome glow? My tears have been shed and my soul has felt sorrow, And desperation has set for news of tomorrow, And disappointme

Last Chance

Last Chance

Custodian of my soul

My master, my saviour, O' custodian of my soul, I write these words for you in hope of becoming whole, For what is my purpose if from you I'm apart? How do I live on if you don't dwell in my heart? A fish without water or a bird without wings, Without you I am worse off than all of these things, So tonight when destinies are tied and futures aligned, When each fate is written and missions assigned, I come to you beggin

Last Chance

Last Chance

Accept me

My heart may be filled with every vice that exists, My soul may be blackened with sins that persist, I lower my head in humility and shame, That my lips still dare to utter your name, But how can I not, when you are so high? When even your enemies, you did not deny, My heart can be filled with nothing but hope, My hand can only reach out for your rope, For you rescue those who are shipwrecked and lost, Those

Last Chance

Last Chance

The hand that holds my heart

My hand writes for the hand that holds my heart, My hand writes when his praises my lips can't start, For him who knows my sorrow before I know my own, And him who assists me while to me he's unbeknown, The soul that I neglect, and yet I am his concern, And while I search for comfort, it is him for whom I yearn, I write for the mercy that descends whilst I wander in the dark, The flood that drenches sincere souls and lets them board his ark.   He whos

Last Chance

Last Chance

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