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Fresh Prince of Kashmir

published by You on 20 December, 2009 - 00:49

I got texted this the other day and probably could fit into this forum topic 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

published by Noor on 19 December, 2009 - 15:49

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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