Poetry Corner - Express Yourself

[imrankhawaja]

poetry of IQBAL is something near to God alone poetry ..

[HP_TECH]

To shake the shakers and move the movers
Confuse the fakers with shrewd maneuvers

And change the mindset of all consumers
into responsible and conscious choosers

My entire generation enslaved by computers 
They reduced all the people into virtual users

The enemy is a parasite destroy all intruders
But we making more dollars by prolonging the tumors

These not conspiracies nor malicious rumors
Add the numbers together or call up your tutors

It?s time to reform and depose all the rulers
who?ve been nothing but greedy power abusers

If you a believer then come join my troopers
Im looking for scrappers brawlers and shooters

ninjas assassins robbers and looters
labs filled with geniuses and supercomputers

fund my campaign through the banks and the jewelers
a team of shrewd lawyers to refute my accusers

imprison dictators and tyrant polluters
Sooner or later you?ll die O you losers

Sooner or later you?ll die O you losers

[Scrappy-doo]

 

I decided to go to the mosque, to have morning pray.
As I went through the gate, a Brother shouted Hey!
Sister don't you know that this is not the way?
He pointed to an alley and down a little lane.
As I walked along the alley, I found a little door.
Where I came upon some stairs, leading to the basement floor.
The room was full of Sisters, it was cramped and very small.
It was cold, damp and had a smell that wasn't nice at all.
I asked a sister why do women have to pray down here?
She replied; 'The Mosque is for the men, and not for women, my dear'.
I don't think I shall come again, to be treated as a subordinate.
For My Lord would always allow me, to walk through the Mosque Gate.
Simone Jamilla

[HP_TECH]

I decided to go to the mosque, to have morning pray.
As I went through the gate, a Brother shouted Hey!
Sister don't you know that this is not the way?
He pointed to an alley and down a little lane.
As I walked along the alley, I found a little door.
Where I came upon some stairs, leading to the basement floor.
The room was full of Sisters, it was cramped and very small.
It was cold, damp and had a smell that wasn't nice at all.
I asked a sister why do women have to pray down here?
She replied; 'The Mosque is for the men, and not for women, my dear'.
I don't think I shall come again, to be treated as a subordinate.
For My Lord would always allow me, to walk through the Mosque Gate.
Simone Jamilla

If you a believer then come join my troopers
Im looking for scrappers brawlers and shooters

😳 Are you the scrapper I'm looking for? lol

[Scrappy-doo]

😳 Are you the scrapper I'm looking for? lol

Not sure what you mean by SCRAPPER dude! But if you mean takin' over the local Mosque, and fillin' it up with Women; then yes: I'm that STEAM PUNK GAL!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8SeRU_ZPDkE

[Scrappy-doo]

 
sj  I am like Mercury; my extreme volatile temperament cannot sustain life.
I am like Venus; the less obvious aspects of my character, could lead to temperatures hot enough to melt lead.
I am like Neptune; dark, cold, and moods that are whipped by supersonic winds.
I am like Saturn; complicated, and beautiful; with rings of jewels, made of ice and rock.
I am like the Earths Moon; I will always try to moderate my wobble, leading to a relatively stable climate.
I am like the Sun; magnetic, electrically charged, connecting and interacting with God's Solar system.
I am imperfect; yet perfect. sj   

[quincy]

Let me tell you something about your inner essence
It is a sacred well which needs to be kept clean
You need to keep it clean from the impure presence
If it manages to defile it
PURIFY!
But there is also a flame burning and it lights the way
Dont you dare to stare for too long so that you get blinded
And on your way become misguided
Its the way to reach your well so that you can keep it clean and purify it
There is also something very important which keeps your flame tamed so it wont blind you
Or even burn and harm you
And gives the right tools to keep your well cool and nice and pure so it shines and keeps you alive
To be exactly it defines everything with bliss
And has the most beautiful names like TRUTH, LOVE and PEACE
But something like hate, pride and a greedy heart
Breaks your essence apart.

[afootandlighthearted]

 The Higher Pantheism
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson

The sun, the moon, the stars, the seas, the hills and the plains,-
Are not these, O Soul, the Vision of Him who reigns?

Is not the Vision He, tho' He be not that which He seems?
Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?

Earth, these solid stars, this weight of body and limb,
Are they not sign and symbol of thy division from Him?

Dark is the world to thee; thyself art the reason why,
For is He not all but thou, that hast power to feel "I am I"?

Glory about thee, without thee; and thou fulfillest thy doom,
Making Him broken gleams and a stifled splendour and gloom.

Speak to Him, thou, for He hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meet-
Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet.

God is law, say the wise; O soul, and let us rejoice,
For if He thunder by law the thunder is yet His voice.

Law is God, say some; no God at all, says the fool,
For all we have power to see is a straight staff bent in a pool;

And the ear of man cannot hear, and the eye of man cannot see;
But if we could see and hear, this Vision-were it not He?

[good logic]

A private time with GOD Alone.

Time alone with God, tranquility within the day,
A stillness within the heart, disturbance now far away.
A peaceful interlude, just for you and God alone,
A calmness now descends, all anger now has flown.
To a place beyond this time, now safely out of reach,
So we have time to listen, and God has time to teach.

Time alone with God, the touching of his-abstract- hand,
Walking along beside him across the golden sand.
Leaving stress behind you, throwing tension out to sea,
Watching fears fly away, as your soul he now sets free.
This may just be a moment, a time of rest within the day,
But even when this has passed, God's love for you will stay.

©Jenny Maryl

To find GOD look within you.

Finding God is a journey that may take up every day,
You will not find God in a shop ready to take away.
Nor will you find God between the covers of a book,
For it contains only words, guiding you where to look.

You won't find him in anger, nor in joy will he remain,
For once those feelings are over, you must move on again.
You must seek him elsewhere, within a place that he will stay,
For God is not just a moment, he does not fade away.

God is a strength that can be found within the heart,
So seeking for God within you is the best place to start.
Seek for God in kindness, understanding and in giving,
And when you're feeling angry, you will find him in forgiving.

God will give you courage when you feel the need to hide,
And will be there when you need him, walking by your side.
For God never leaves you, his love is strong and true,
So remember when you are lost, that God lives-can be found- within you.

GOD bless you all.
Peace.

[good logic]

Of course GOD is there with you!

Soft footsteps walking with you as you journey through each day,
Soft arm around your shoulder, to help guide you on your way.
A feeling that you're not alone when no one else is near,
A sudden sense of calmness that takes away the fear.
A presence ever surrounding, a support to get you through,
You may not be aware of God, but God's aware of you.

An inner strength appearing when your life is going wrong,
Encouragement found deep within, to help you carry on.
A moment of clarity shows you where to begin,
A light of understanding that tells you, you can win!
A spark of hope arriving, when all is lost from view,
You may not believe in God, but God believes in you.

GOD bless you all.
Peace.