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"Amal" wrote:
"F4nzo" wrote:
im sorry can any1 comment on my poem is it good bad shud i purue poetry

Poems are about expressing your thoughts and feelings. It isnt necessarily about having to rhyme, or ensuring that it is gramatically correct etc. Its an art. It doesnt even have to make sense - except to you of course! Wink Continue writing, and you'll get better and better inshaAllah. But its a good poem - i liked it Smile

I could imagine little kids reciting that poem in their assemblies or something :--) Why not make a part 2 of the poem, and start to write about Muhammad (saw)'s life..?


yep dats cuz i am a kiddie

Those who danced were thought to be quite insane, by those who couldn't hear the music...

yes (i am starting a secret mission 2 turn 100 into a muslim) :twisted: :twisted:

Those who danced were thought to be quite insane, by those who couldn't hear the music...

I wonder what made you announce that on this thread. I speak as a neighbour and a Jew. Can you respect that? I have no interest in Islam except that those who call themselves Muslim should enjoy neighbourliness and forbid hatred. Can you respect that my friend?

[size=10]I feel I'm gonna move on back down south
you know where the water tastes like cherry wine[/size]

yes indeed it was meant to be a joke sort of gimmic hence i put it in brackets im sorry if i offended you and i apologise where nessecary i hope that we can continue how we where

Those who danced were thought to be quite insane, by those who couldn't hear the music...

Smile

Definitely F4nzo. It was not offensive, a bit silly but I forgive you absolutely.

[size=10]I feel I'm gonna move on back down south
you know where the water tastes like cherry wine[/size]

yes a lapse in concentration on my behalf and thank you for accepting my apology

Those who danced were thought to be quite insane, by those who couldn't hear the music...

You're more than welcome. You are so gracious.

[size=10]I feel I'm gonna move on back down south
you know where the water tastes like cherry wine[/size]

thank you my freind

Those who danced were thought to be quite insane, by those who couldn't hear the music...

[b][color=green]The Celebration of the Prophet’s (SAW) Birthday [/color][/b]

[color=green]Amina Khatun, Muhammad’s mother dear:
From this oyster came that lustrous pearl.
After she conceived from ‘Abdallah
Came the time of birth with days and weeks.
As Muhammad’s birth was drawing near
Many signs appeared before he came!
In the month of Rabi’al-awwal then
On the twelfth, the night of Monday, look,
When the best of mankind was born-
O what marvels did his mother see!
Spoke the mother of that friend: “I saw
A strange light; the sun was like its moth.
Suddenly it flashed up from my house,
Filled with world with light up to the sky.
Heavens opened, vanquished was the dark,
And I saw three angels with three flags.
One was in the East, one in the West,
One stood upright on the Ka’ba’s roof.
Rows of angels came from heaven, and
Circumambulated all my house;
Came the houris group on group; the light
From their faces made my house so bright!
And a cover was spread in mid-air,
Called ‘brocade’-an angel laid it out.
When I saw so clearly these events
I became bewildered and confused.
Suddenly the walls were split apart
And three houris entered in my room.
Some have said that of these charming three
One was Asiya of moonlike face,
One was Lady Mary without doubt,
And the third a houri beautiful.
Then these moonfaced three drew gently near
And they greeted me with kindness here;
Then they sat around me, and they gave
The good tidings of Muhammad’s birth;
Said to me: “A son like this your son
Has not come since God has made this world,
And the Mighty One did never grant
Such a lovely son as will be yours.
You have found great happiness, O dear
For from you that virtuous one is born!
He that comes is King of Knowledge high,
Is the mine of gnosis and tauhid [monotheism].
For the love of him the sky revolves,
Men and Djinn are longing for his face.
This night is the night that he, so pure
Will suffuse the worlds with radiant light!
This night, earth becomes a Paradise,
This night God shows mercy to the world.
This night those with heart are filled with joy,
This night gives the lovers a new life.
Mercy for the worlds is Mustafa,
Sinners’ intercessors: Mustafa!’
They described him in this style to me,
Stirred my longing for that blessed light.”
Amina said: “When the time was ripe
That the Best of Mankind should appear,
I became so thirsty from that heat
That they gave me sherbet in a glass.
Drinking it, I was immersed in light
And could not discern myself from light.
Then a white swan came with soft great wings
And he touched my back with gentle strength.
And the King of Faith was born that night:
Earth and heaven were submerged in light!”

Then begins the great Welcome, which all nature extended to the newborn Prophet, whose coming they had expected with such longing, a welcome to the Friend of God in whose intercession at Doomsday all can trust:

Welcome, O high prince, we welcome you!
Welcome, O mine of wisdom, we welcome you!
Welcome, O secret of the Book, we welcome you!
Welcome, O medicine for pain, we welcome you!
Welcome, O sunlight and moonlight of God!
Welcome, O you not separated from God!
Welcome, O nightingale of the Garden of Beauty!
Welcome, O friend of the Lord of Power!
Welcome, O refuge of your community!
Welcome, O helper of the poor and destitute!
Welcome, O eternal soul, we welcome you!
Welcome, O cupbearer of the lovers, we welcome you!
Welcome, O darling of the Beloved!
Welcome, O much beloved of the Lord!
Welcome, O Mercy for the worlds!
Welcome, O intercessor for the sinner!
Only for you were Time and Space created…[/color]

[i]Suleyman Chelebi [/i]

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