poetry

lost.

So much happening but I feel weak so i don't even want to fight,
Rather gets some rest but i cant even sleep at night,
fifteen years old stressed out and i feel so old,
I dont have nobody and i dont want to be alone.
I Keep praying to allah cus the devil trys to tempt me,
Used to be so full of strength why do i feel empty?
I wana spread my wings and fly but they wont let me,
Nobody understands so i dissapear they wont see me.
I start to hate the world and everything around me,
Not because its rong, but cus i don't need it to surround me.
I need some space, my own air around me to feel free.
But theres a dead end in everything i see.

I believe Allah guides my hand while im writing this.

Exception why didnt you write today?
Maybe it's because she got nothing to say.
If there was a thought in my mind i'd find a way.
To paint a picture only my words could display.
Forget the word rapper, just call me an artist.
The words to my songs will show where my heart is.
Its hard to say things that mess up in your head.
Its hard to erase things you wish you never said.

Regrets fill my mind, in a way i can't describe.
My lifes like a rollercoaster, but i aint ona ride.
SO many days that i wish that i could just hide,
But never was there a true fact that i denied.
Some people hide from the truth, as if its a fear.
Not something i understand i've never come near.
An ohnest tongue is a blessing, so the ohnest i respect,
The things that i say my actions will reflect.

Why you spitting rhymes that are misguiding my generation?

my pen writes when im depressed because i never slept,
Regreting every time there was a promise that i never kept.
Wake up on a morning, see the same world, the same hate.
Stay up every night writing so that it gets late,
Thoughts fill my mind build a maze in my own head,
I can't sleep anywhere not even in my own bed
Every way i look i see the end of something i beleive,
But i carry on because i said that i would never leave,
Flows, fill my head so i write it out upon a page,
i dont see many true people around in this day and age,
Rappers come around and show the youth how to end up caged,
But you won't ever see me with them standin on a stage,
Tell me what you beleive to be the hip hop that u know?
Trust true hip hop was never about the hoes or the doe.

Just Something I Wrote.

hey, i'm fifteen and i don't mean to worry you,
i've seen hate cuz of race, n death cus of money to.
i've always been let down, and you don't even have a clue,
so alone I need a friend cus the ones i have i loose.
Sumbody Gimme an angel, remember the one i had was you,
But since you left i ohnestly got nothing left to loose,
I'm ill deep inside and everynight i sit and cry,
You say you love me, But i dont wana hear lies.
I don't wana trust you, but can u blame me?
I was weak and feeble, well this is the same me,
But know i can stand up for ma own and i can save me,
I got enough so am proud of wat Allah gave me.
outside i see Other girls boast of their beauty,
Whats a face, when i walk past nobody sees me.
It's better like that, i'll be a ghost yeah.

God loves me

When I needed money,
He provided me with a job.

When I wanted to waste money,
He provided me with expenses.

When I was tempted,
He provided me with strength.

When those temptations became strong,
He allowed me to stay at home.

When I prayed for the strength to forgive,
He gave me a front seat view on the evils of revenge

Yet with all this I still did not act
or follow all that was commanded of me

God gave me a chance to gain forgiveness and mercy
and He still keeps giving me opportunity
For God loves me.

In rememberance of Gaza..

As Salaamu Alaikum wa Rahmatullaah,

inshaAllah you are well, in the best of health and emaan.

A poem someone sent me just thought i'd share it here.

Somedays my heart weeps..
Somedays it is so strong, and even in the best of health it tends to grieve..
My soul leaps at any chance to succeed..
Even then I become oppressed with worldly greed..
My mind can be frail but can also be the master of pain..
But no matter what, whenever I fell, it gave me the space to be restrained..
I got hurt, but I trusted Allah in the fear,
I was blind but believed in Allah, in time will make it all clear..
I fell, but trust in Allah till hope comes near..
They came and took my home, hurt my family and left me to cry..

One Day...

One day …

Youngsters will learn words they will not understand.

Children from India will ask:
What is hunger?
Children from Alabama will ask:
What is racial segregation?
Children from Hiroshima will ask:
What is the atomic bomb?
Children at school will ask:
What is war?

You will answer them.
You will tell them:

Those words are not used any more.
Like stagecoaches, galleys or slavery.

Words no longer meaningful.

That is why they have been
removed from the dictionaries.

(Martin Luther King)

Fresh Prince of Kashmir

I got texted this the other day and probably could fit into too, but I will keep it separate.

Fresh Prince of Kashmir

In Jhelum born & Raised,
in the mud is where I spent most of my days.

Chillin out, relaxing & Eating some roti,
chatn to the kuris while drinking some lassi.

When a couple of Gunda's who were no good,
started some "Dhusham!Dhusham!" in my neighbourhood.

They made a right old mess @ my pops got scared
"You're moving to your masi's in Mirpur instead!"

So I whistled for a Rickshaw, it came the next day,
Told him where to go & I weren't going to pay.

I knew I smelt sumthing, it was the oil in his hair,
it anything, but I thought "Bale! Bale! Bale!"

Spring's Gift - Shaykh Hamza Yusuf

Spring's Gift

I envy the sand that met his feet
I’m jealous of honey he tasted sweet
Of birds that hovered above his head
Of spiders who spun their sacred web
To save him from his enemies
I envy clouds formed from the seas
That gave him cover from the heat
Of a sun whose light could not compete
With his, whose face did shine so bright
That all was clear in blinding night
I envy sightless trees that gazed
Upon his form completely dazed
Not knowing if the sun had risen
But felt themselves in unison
With those who prayed, and fasted too
Simply because he told them to
With truth and kindness, charity
From God who gave such clarity
His mercy comes in one He sent
To mold our hearts more heaven bent
I envy all there at his side

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