أشعار بأقلام مدادها بوتقة المشاعر الانسانية وخبرات السنين

[MRIBRAHIMHAJJAJ]

Can you peer through those eyes?
The radiance must be blinding.
As I gaze into them I’ve come to understand
what the ancients must have felt,
looking up toward the shimmering night sky.
All the mysteries and wonders of life
are clearly reflected, as is the light.
And even if I’d never be sure
just what chemicals kindle a stars faithful burn.
I would still spend every night
dreaming up poems about your eyes

Written By: Hunter.Dasten

[MRIBRAHIMHAJJAJ]

Who created the sun?
He's Allah almighty...
Who created the moon?
He's Allah almighty...
Who runs the rivers and lakes?
He's Allah almighty...
Who runs the clouds full of rain?
He's Allah almighty...


Who forgives us when we commit many sins?
Allah almighty!
Who looks down on us? Tell me who he is?
Allah almighty!




And when you meet Allah...
You should be so proud...
And then you'd shout it to him out loud!!!


You are my God!
You are my God!
Subhana Allah... wa be Hamd Ellah
Worthy of all praise...
You are my God,
La ilaha illa Allah...


Who sparkles stars in the sky?
He's Allah almighty...
Who taught the birds how to fly?
He's Allah almighty...


Who taught us to pray five times
He's Allah almighty...
And helped us to do good not crimes
He's Allah almighty...
Allah almighty...
And gifted us Islam
Cause there's no other way
Allah almighty...

[MRIBRAHIMHAJJAJ]

Dawn tinges the black sky,
A glow beyond the dark of night.
Impossible shades of gray,
Then silver turning to gold.
Beauty only GOD can provide,
Trying to light the sadness of my empty soul.
Awake.
Night followed by day followed by night.
Alone.
TV blaring trying to fill the soundless space within.
Thoughts of failure, self-worth,
Can I fix what is broken?
Do I even know what is broken?
Am I meant to stay abandoned and alone until
The night comes without a dawn?
The blackened ropes of confusion and emptiness hold me captive.
There is no shade of gray to lift my heart,
No silver salvation for my soul,
There is no glorious gold of dawn for one so empty and alone.

[MRIBRAHIMHAJJAJ]

waking up drenched in sweat
realizing it’s nothing but a nightmare
I get up to drink a glass of water
to drown the fear that woke me up!
sins I have done plenty
I do not know if the good I did is enough
to grant me a passage to heaven
or worse, born again as human;
never cared for what people thought,
never worried about those who left,
never a minute I spent crying over split milk,
what had to happen, had to happen!
what I was yesterday is what I am today,
yet people think I have changed, I wonder why!
I take life as it comes
no expectations and no demands!
with the guillotine waiting at every step,
uncertainty looms large over tomorrow,
I fear I need to live every moment
of today before I am dead!
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[MRIBRAHIMHAJJAJ]

River of Tears
Down by the river of tears
she the mother kneeled
and grasped the dirt between her hands
Then planted a flag of peace
Her heart wrenched with fear
when remembering her indelible dreams
She the mother grasped
Frantically her last child
...Rocks... gunfire...bloodshed
Tombs filled with children...
She looked up to the sky
and wished to be with her children

...Then remembering her last child
Gazed desperately into the Horizon
and shouted a piercing sentence
Stop killing our children
stop killing our children