Poetry
My prayers
26/03/10 16:26
Written by Sohrab
Sepehri
I'm a Muslim:
A rose is my Qibla.
A spring , my prayer-rug ; the light, my prayer-stone
The plains, my mosque.
I perform ablutions with the heartbeats of windows.
Through my prayer flows the moon, flows the spectrum. Read More...
I'm a Muslim:
A rose is my Qibla.
A spring , my prayer-rug ; the light, my prayer-stone
The plains, my mosque.
I perform ablutions with the heartbeats of windows.
Through my prayer flows the moon, flows the spectrum. Read More...
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Holy Ramadan
22/08/09 00:26
By
Renik
A blessed month is casting its shadow upon us A night of this month is better than a thousand months Bear with patience for the sake of Ar-Rahman It's a continuous training to strengthen our Imaan.
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A blessed month is casting its shadow upon us A night of this month is better than a thousand months Bear with patience for the sake of Ar-Rahman It's a continuous training to strengthen our Imaan.
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My Beautiful veil
12/11/08 20:38
By: Asja
~My beautiful veil~
She was sitting there all alone,
she was sitting there with her self and her own soul.
She was hiding her look
under that beautiful veil,
that was her choice, peace and happiness.
All alone in her own world she is sitting there. Read More...
I Rest My Case!
15/10/08 14:36
Salam
I was actually at the mall today, and as usual the stores are filled with music thats "humanly" corrupted, {many of Muslims unfortunately claim that Music itself in essence is prohibited}. So the idea of this poem suddenly entered my mind.
let me clarify that I support music's essential existence a 100% percent, and I can only cry out against our own egocenteric injustices against it. The Poem is just a draft, and not close to what i consider 'aesthetic' language, but im waiting for your comments and critiscsms so that i may attempt to 'perfect' it. Read More...
Poetry in honour of Mohammad S.A
12/07/08 22:26
Please
submit your poetry on Prophet Mohammad S.A in the
comments below.
Greater than the brightest star
By Bahar
Ya Muhammad, how great you are
Creater than the brightest star
Born in Makka without a father
But he never really gave a bother
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Greater than the brightest star
By Bahar
Ya Muhammad, how great you are
Creater than the brightest star
Born in Makka without a father
But he never really gave a bother
Read More...
