Look who’s feeling morbid.
The days devour my strength. The nights consume my mind. One day, the earth will eat me. Before then, sickness does.
No Hands
The lion sleeps
The Four Quls
Past and Present Tense
It Auschwitz it dripped
In Palestine in drips
From flesh it freshly flows
From the body as it rips
Stick and Stones May Break My Bones.
Bones will heal and bruises fade
But time can’t heal the hurt words made.
There are no stitches for stupid bitches,
Lazy brats, you big retard
(no person’s hand could hit as hard)
Last Night
It is the way of man that if
Sin should maul his hand
He at once withdraws and cradles it
And marvels at the pain…
An Najm
Will ye laugh and yet not weep for the years you’ve lived asleep?
Asleep to numb your fears,
And numb to soothe your cares?
Life after death before death
Darkness lies around him
and watches with dark eyes
whispering suggestions
suggesting lovely lies…
There
There is a nagging, gnawing on the inside of my soul, it’s the feeling of my body giving up before its time…
Wings
I am small, my wings are broken.
My words shake like my hands.
But I will lift my voice to the One who understands.
Insha’Allah
A heart so torn will bleed, and bleeding so congeals- That a darkened outer covering will block the touch that heals…
The Gardener’s Submission
Allah gave me stones and built me a foundation, I thought I was a tower so I started building high…
A non-poem.
I want to write a poem I want to turn this pain Into something beautiful But my hands are tired And my tools are bent.
Ode to Musfira, which is like joy, but sweeter. And with sprinkles.
You are my Cupcake with cupcake sprinkles Sprinkle stars in my eyes Your tiny laugh twinkles And if, Cupcake (with cupcake sprinkles) You should ever feel lost You should know that you’ll find me Begging the Baker who made you to let me See you…
The enemy within
Rubaiyaat xx & xxi i-xix here He whispering, withdraws To divert you from your cause The snow-white lamb of ‘later’ Has strangely wolf-like claws. **** He took the path of arrogance And insists you follow suit To plant the seed that grows the tree That…
Random Rubiyaat
Fight the world if you have to Even yourself if you must Forgiveness is for the forgiving And mercy is owed to the just. *** (Bi Iznillah) How can I fault the world For the turmoil that’s within it? It’s all of what He said…
An-Najm
A poem inspired by Surah An-Najm of the Qur’an
Nablus Now
Nablus Now In Auschwitz it dripped In Nablus now it drips From flesh it freshly flowed As in Nablus now it rips In Auschwitz she cried In Nablus now she cries Hated hands held her and hers As in Nablus where she lies In Auschwitz…
InshaAllah
A heart so torn will bleed, and bleeding so congeals
The believer is not broken by sorrow Any more than a mountain is leveled by wind And neither are battered, but shaped By the force of storms they would weather
Bebe’s first Poem
Bap Bap BapSaid the babyWith the raisinsIn his lap
Fresh from the Poultry Farm
Carseat Lullabye Cuts and bruises, bruises and scarsThat we got from toying with other carsWhen the road was more than enough to shareAnd really, they could have gone anywhereRather than both try to fill the same spotOn a Tuesday so tired when the road was…
explain thyself
The poem titled ‘From the Homely Brother’ was not written to be overtly sexual or deliberately offensive, but to explain behavior that is so often misunderstood by people- he doesn’t look at her, he must think men are better than women. He walks in front…
From the Homely Brother
I want you too much to take youAnd cherish you too much to cheapenSo sister accept my distanceAnd watch my love slowly deepen I am but one man among manyWho longingly thinks to savorYour warmth, your eyes, your smile, And wonder at its flavor My…
Rubaiyaat xiii-xv
xiii- (Regrets) To think that I have wept for the fourteen hundred yearsThat have passed between the time of the Messenger and IYet spent my night in play while he in longing tearsLord guide me by his piety before I too should die. *** xiv-…
Poem: xii- Audacity
xii- My Lord gave nail and hammer and commanded man to build Man put nail to his brother’s back and promptly drove it in My Lord gave man the tool but He also gave the choice Dare you blame my Lord for the evil of…
Rubaiyaat iix-x
Faith need only whisper Lips need barely part The angels of your Lord Write the longing of your heart *** Place gently, my young worshipper Your head upon the floor God asks that you be humble Not limb-weary and sore *** Kneel gracefully, young worshipper…
Rubaiyaat vi & vii
Ramadan I seek refuge in Allah From evil and my self Being this month same And I alone to blame *** Arms, legs, limbs Arranged around a hole And still the empty body Not as hungry as the soul. Rubaiyaat i-iii Rubaiyaat iv & v
Rubaiyaat iv & v
Let all vice be abolished I say we need it not I do not need to burn myself To know that fire’s hot You say I cannot know Unless I partake as well I say I can know heaven Without being first in hell
Rubaiyaat i-iii
All Praise is for Allah Who burdened me with pain And bent my stiffened neck Into sajda once again The weight upon my shoulders Pushed me closer to the floor Facedown on the earth I found refuge once more *** All praise is to my…
There
There There is a nagging gnawing on the inside of my self It’s the feeling of my body giving up before its time. In the quiet twilight hours between one prayer and another Once I prayed for health Now I pray for peace. There is…
The gears that should be working Should be cranking out the stuff But they’re busy turning turbines And they have no time for fluff So forgive my lack of update And instead accept this rhyme And if you enjoyed reading it And if you have…