My self-published books on Amazon
CLICK ON THE LINKS TO AMAZON WHERE YOU MAY BUY MY 4 POETRY/PROSE BOOKS Bridge of Wings, Vol. 1 Bridge of Wings, Vol. 2 (free to borrow if you have a kindle subscription) Flight of Souls vol. 1 Flight of Souls Vol. 2 Some poetry read out loud by me, the author, on Youtube https://youtu.be/OMS5Z9RkHDM https://youtube.com/shorts/IuI6tlSNXg0?feature=sha re https://youtu.be/Q8ImvfUn4oE https://youtu.be/h1iMVolBvng https://youtu.be/NXgVewhGNOE https://youtu.be/mCvWR4NUm2Y
THE ZIONISTS OFTEN RAID MASJID AL AQSA AND
ATTACK WORSHIPPERS AS A PROVOCATION,
ONLY TO KILL THEM IN THE NAME OF ‘DEFENCE’
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when there is much pain we witness, making us pure and sinless,
we know this isn’t a place of happiness. pain, here, is of great essence.
it makes us cry and pray, making it known that Islam has a great presence
EXCERPT FROM MY FIRST BOOK, PUBLISHED. BRIDGE OF WINGS
Why?
All your actions
Start with an intention
Like when you look at your complexion
In a twisted reflection
Self-affection
Do you feel narcissism?
Or do you want to be a better person?
Is your appearance a reason why you get affection?
Supposition
It's like a decision, upside down, or an incision
It could leave your future, bright or full of affliction.
Sometimes they use an intricate magician
That makes your life a devilish complication
Cursing you with evil precision.
Satan’s rasping desperation
Your heart is left empty, like an incarceration
Whatever you say or do is in deletion
But invention!
Repletion
So, there's little completion
It's always hard to talk when no one listens
No communication
MobiPoetri
BULLY
When
I
was
young,
I
was
bullied.
I've
never
talked
about
it,
but
it
could
have
been
better.
This
kid
who
got
expelled
from
a
different
school
was
allowed
to
learn
in
mine.
The
boy
was
trouble,
and
I
knew
it.
Because
I
was
quiet,
the
other
kids
thought
I
was
strange.
Friends
could
have
helped,
but
those
were
not
really
friends
as
they
chose
the
side
that
had
more
people
than
helped
me
out
due
to
a
sad
form
of
peer
pressure.
Traitors,
and
they
never
truly
got
a
single
word
out
of
me
when
I
was
pretty
happy to be at school, away from the screaming and shouting at home.
So,
I
said
something
to
this
bully.
I
wasn't
expecting
it,
but
he
tripped
me
and
sat
on
top
of
me,
punching
my
head
into
the
ground.
I
cried,
but
I
got
my
revenge
eventually.
My so-called friends just stood and watched.
A
few
weeks
of
being
told
what
to
do
and
fearing
walking
home
from
school.
The
Pakistani
boy
said
something
vile
and
racist.
Me
and
my
friends
jumped
those
Pakistanis.
As
the
boy
was
limping
off,
I
punched
him
very
hard
on
the
back
of
his
head. He got unconscious.
A
few
years
later,
he
died
due
to
a
brain
tumour.
Was
it
my
fault?
I
don't
know...
I've
partially lived with this guilt, even if that fight had nothing to do with it.
They
almost
expelled
me
this
time,
but
writing
about
why
I
did
what
I
did
kept
me
safe from being thrown out of school. I tried not to get into fights after that.
I
decided
to
learn
martial
arts
for
self-defence
as
bullies
liked
singling
me
out
due
to
my
quietness.
I
chose
Jeet
Kune
Do
(JKD).
I
had
a
few
fights
at
secondary
school,
and
All
the
caucasian
and
black
kids
classed
me
as
the
bully.
They
were
all
terrified
of
me.
I put this one guy to sleep for picking on the Muslim sisters of my school.
The Jinn, Satan
Many of us Muslims fear the fiery Jinn, created perfectly from smokeless fire. Not
all of them are devils though. The Jinn too, are being tested with loss and despair
to make the all-seeing Allah, see if they turn to him with love, regret and fear.
They have been on earth the longest, having rights and claim to it more than us.
They’re being punished for so much bloodshed, with the presence of Satan in
their race. Before humanity, the Jinn killed one another, mercilessly, heartlessly.
The pain we suffer here on earth is the likeness of a man walking around in a
graveyard, only to dig his own grave and bury himself alive. The effect of the pain
the Jinn committed is in the air, land and sea. Pain is a way to purify a person.
When we sin, we are blamed, and we blame ourselves for we know it was evil.
We then seek forgiveness as Allah is the one who may forgive us. Others can’t,
and others don’t truly know or contemplate on Allah’s plans and tests. Would we
tell a man, or would we tell Allah? We need Allah, for he is far beyond humanity.
It gives us peace to believe, and it gives us comfort and hope in the throes of
death. Paradise is next for us, if Allah wills. (InshaAllah)
(excerpt ‘flight of souls, Vol. 1’)
WON’T SUCCUMB/ I PERSEVERE
Death is inevitable, to know how is impossible, continue for as long as you’re able. A bird may find a seed, or on her a cat may feed, all things have a hunger, a need. We are searching, a thing worth believing, someone knows, he is watching. We feel broken and torn, but a fearless lion is born, to him we’re sworn. The pain on earth teaches, pulling us to higher reaches, he will give to you of his riches for he always watches. Clasp onto the hand of hope, grab and climb heavens rope, he will help you cope. Many things are to be feared, once fear of death has cleared, to Allah you’ll be drawn near.
COWARDS
The load is seemingly far too heavy,
But you have the strength; you can lift it,
You will smile again and be free to be happy,
soon they'll be irreparably hit,
We are the few and the many,
While on charity, the zios, fat and ugly, sit,
They don't own a single penny, interestingly,
for the giving hand, they bit in a mad deceptive fit,
At them, the world spits.
(a short poem from my 5th book I am currently writing)
My self-published books on Amazon
CLICK ON THE LINKS TO AMAZON WHERE YOU MAY BUY MY 4 POETRY/PROSE BOOKS Bridge of Wings, Vol. 1 Bridge of Wings, Vol. 2 (free to borrow if you have a kindle subscription) Flight of Souls vol. 1 Flight of Souls Vol. 2 Some poetry read out loud by me, the author, on Youtube https://youtu.be/OMS5Z9RkHDM https://youtube.com/shorts/IuI6tlSNXg0?feature=sha re https://youtu.be/Q8ImvfUn4oE https://youtu.be/h1iMVolBvng https://youtu.be/NXgVewhGNOE https://youtu.be/mCvWR4NUm2Y
FREEDOM
When a wolf howls,
when the racist scowls,
we don’t sleep like owls.
They kill with no heart,
our resistance sets us apart,
another day for Earth to start.
Their eyes are callously cold,
her child’s hand she tightly holds,
she knows they don’t have good souls.
BULLY
When
I
was
young,
I
was
bullied.
I've
never
talked
about
it,
but
it
could
have
been
better.
This
kid
who
got
expelled
from
a
different
school
was
allowed
to
learn
in
mine.
The
boy
was
trouble,
and
I
knew
it.
Because
I
was
quiet,
the
other
kids
thought
I
was
strange.
Friends
could
have
helped,
but
those
were
not
really
friends
as
they
chose
the
side
that
had
more
people
than
helped
me
out
due
to
a
sad
form
of
peer
pressure.
Traitors,
and
they
never
truly
got
a
single
word
out
of
me
when
I
was
pretty
happy
to
be
at
school,
away
from
the
screaming
and
shouting
at
home.
So,
I
said
something
to
this
bully.
I
wasn't
expecting
it,
but
he
tripped
me
and
sat
on
top
of
me,
punching
my
head
into
the
ground.
I
cried,
but
I
got my revenge eventually. My so-called friends just stood and watched.
A
few
weeks
of
being
told
what
to
do
and
fearing
walking
home
from
school.
The
Pakistani
boy
said
something
vile
and
racist.
Me
and
my
friends
jumped
those
Pakistanis.
As
the
boy
was
limping
off,
I
punched
him very hard on the back of his head. He got unconscious.
A
few
years
later,
he
died
due
to
a
brain
tumour.
Was
it
my
fault?
I
don't
know...
I've
partially
lived
with
this
guilt,
even
if
that
fight
had
nothing
to
do with it.
They
almost
expelled
me
this
time,
but
writing
about
why
I
did
what
I
did
kept
me
safe
from
being
thrown
out
of
school.
I
tried
not
to
get
into
fights after that.
I
decided
to
learn
martial
arts
for
self-defence
as
bullies
liked
singling
me
out
due
to
my
quietness.
I
chose
Jeet
Kune
Do
(JKD).
I
had
a
few
fights
at
secondary
school,
and
All
the
Caucasian
and
black
kids
classed
me
as
the
bully
(I
was
a
hero
to
the
Muslim
kids).
They
were
all
terrified
of
me.
I
put this one guy to sleep for picking on the Muslim sisters of my school.
(excerpt ‘flight of souls, Vol. 1’)
WE WON’T SUCCUMB/ PERSEVERE
Death is inevitable, to know how is impossible, continue for as long as you’re able. A bird may find a seed, or on her a cat may feed, all things have a hunger, a need. We are searching, a thing worth believing, someone knows, he is watching. We feel broken and torn, but a fearless lion is born, to him we’re sworn. The pain on earth teaches, pulling us to higher reaches, he will give to you of his riches for he always watches. Clasp onto the hand of hope, grab and climb heavens rope, he will help you cope. Many things are to be feared, once fear of death has cleared, to Allah you’ll be drawn near.
The Jinn, Iblis (Satan)
Many of us Muslims fear the fiery Jinn, created perfectly from
smokeless fire. Not all of them are devils though. The Jinn too, are
being tested with loss and despair to make the all-seeing Allah,
see if they turn to him with love, regret and fear. They have been
on earth the longest, having rights and claim to it more than us.
They’re being punished for so much bloodshed, with the presence
of Satan in their race. Before humanity, the Jinn killed one
another, mercilessly, heartlessly. The pain we suffer here on earth
is the likeness of a man walking around in a graveyard, only to dig
his own grave and bury himself alive. The effect of the pain the
Jinn committed is in the air, land and sea. Pain is a way to purify a
person. When we sin, we are blamed, and we blame ourselves for
we know it was evil. We then seek forgiveness as Allah is the one
who may forgive us. Others can’t, and others don’t truly know or
contemplate on Allah’s plans and tests. Would we tell a man, or
would we tell Allah? We need Allah, for he is far beyond humanity.
It gives us peace to believe, and it gives us comfort and hope in
the throes of death. Paradise is next for us, if Allah wills.
(InshaAllah)
COWARDS
The load is seemingly far too heavy,
But you have the strength; you can lift it,
You will smile again and be free to be happy,
soon they'll be irreparably hit,
We are the few and the many,
While on charity, the zios, fat and ugly, sit,
They don't own a single penny, interestingly,
for the giving hand, they bit in a mad deceptive fit,
At them, the world spits.
(a short poem from my 5th book I am currently writing)
