Preview Poems Vol.3,™Heart of Islam...Peace~

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™Heart Of Islam...Peace Passionate Poetry Book Vol.3 of 3~

Poetic Prayer 30 :
The Heart of Islam…Peace :

God you tell me that

the true meaning of Islam lies at the

Heart of Islam…peace

God you tell me that peace is the victory

reward of all jihads

We are taught through your word

Peace and honor are most precious

God why do some pray for peace and honor

but disgrace the Heart of Islam with

terrorist acts and dishonor and hate?

Are we not taught better than this?

Is the Heart of Islam being held hostage by

misinterpretations of your word?

God surely to fight in your cause does not mean

spread hatred between our nations and tribes?

Surely it doesn’t mean to desecrate, demean, and the

taking of innocent human lives?

God my interpretations of your words are

so much different than those I just mentioned.

I hold close to my heart the peace of Islam.

God is peace not of the highest honor

we can repay Thee with?

We must all learn to live together

or die together

How can we obtain peace by death?

Is it not the fight from within to obscure

not the killing of one another?

God I don’t understand why a few

thirst for blood in the name of

thee beloved Islam?

I hold thee Quran close to my heart

and I read not where hate and terrorism

is at the Heart of Islam.

I stand proud and firm believing God you

taught us better

Peace is the Heart of Islam~

Poetic Prayer 2 :
The Gift of Tears:

God please…

Hear my pleas

I can’t stop crying

The pain is more than I can bare

God please…

Wipe away all my tears

Take away my sadness and all my fears

God I’m on my knees

and I’m begging of you please

Make my heart of stone

Make my tears freeze

My Angel of Grace…

Look up

Let me look at your face

Oh my Angel of white

with wings of love

That is your gift from above

Your tears are a gift of light

a beacon shining through out

your heart and soul

Doubt not my gift to you

that makes you whole

Without them you would not be able to feel

Without them others you would not heal

Let me wipe them for you

and place them in a special pouch

that contains my Angels love

Because with every fallen tear

yes your heart does so sear

It is seared with love and

compassion that I give to you

with no ration

My dearest Angel of white

you’ll be alright

Abundant is your heart filled

with My gift of tears

Making your emerald cups runnith over

with the purest of love

Spread it throughout our world

Enhance time and space with My gift of tears

on that pretty face

For when an Angel cries

the world stops and sighs

For some reason

everyone stops to listen

and that’s when My gift

to you will glisten

Soar in the hearts of others

Fly into their soul with your

gift of love and compassion

Keep this gift not

Spread it around a lot

Be glad you can feel

With your gift you can heal

You can heal others who cry

alone in the night

by sharing your light abundant

With love and your gift of tears

from above

Poetic Prayer 16 : The White World:

Mountains of sincere white

Cascading inviting water falls of pure white

overflowing into superior white oceans of love

Sparse mists of white hope

arising from colossal sea buddies of tender white fluff

splashing and playful

Clouds a plenty in seven levels

Each more bright than the next

Some with rays shining through

so intense your eyes

tear and you must look away

Clouds stroll past at leisure

with no time in sight

White eternity is heavens only theme

Solace and peace are good friends

Angels shine so divine

Here there are no tribes and nations

All are as one

The white world is where

Thy master sits at his throne

Poetic Prayer 22 :
Rescue us from Illusions:

Rescue us

Make the greed of people go away

Take from them their deceptions

Give knowledge to the people who know not Enrich them with inside wealth

God sometimes people just can not see

they are blind to what really

matters…

They try and try to climb slick mountains

of deception and illusions

Yet they are afraid to climb

hills of the heart

that when reached are plentiful with power

and pleasure

God lead us to your valleys of victory and put

us onto your mountains of majesty

Give us the wisdom to see the illusions

Allow us to be brave

not blind

Thank you God

Poetic Prayer 24 :
What can I give God ? :

God what can I give to you

to honor your infinite wisdom?

What may I do for you to

lighten your load?

God have I told you lately

I love you and I place no one above you?

Is that enough to show my gratitude

for your mercy and grace?

God do I make you smile

at the end of the day?

Is your heart warmed by me

and who I am?

How can I repay you

God for all you have

bestowed upon my soul

and honor thy one true

unconditional love?

I love you God

Amen

Poetic Prayer 9 :
Allah’s Wisdom & unanswered prayers:

I speak to thee whilst on

thy knees

Prayers for health and

strength flow from thy lips

Thy soul speaks of love forlorn

Thy soul I haveth sworn

to devote thy prayers each days ending

to Allah for thy soul of thee lovers heart

I pleadith thou Lord

to me He will be sending

with conviction and such devotion

I asketh for thee lovers heart

to blanket with warmth and reciprocal emotion

Thy love that reach for thee

across thou Atlantic

Only to sink deep into thou

Sahara sands unresolved

Where beneath thee bareness

‘er withers thy soul dying of thirst

and prayers unanswered

I speak to thee Lord whilst buried

soul deep hast thee whispers

and cries gone unheard

or does thee know better than to

answer them O’ Lord?

Shall patience be thy lesson

or wisdom in what shant be granted?

East or west shall I go my Lord?

I know not more

Than thee day hast past

Poetic Prayer 28 :
It doesn’t get any better than this:

Love for Allah in the morning

Love for Him the whole day through

Love for Him at night

Going to sleep knowing He loves me too

Because…

It doesn’t get any better than this

Seeing His love in every sunrise

Feeling His love with every sunset

Hoping He knows how my heart feels

For this I wish

because…

It doesn’t get any better than this

Who could ask for more

than the love of Allah so true

Why can’t you just embrace

all that He gives to you because…

It doesn’t get any better than this

Poetic Prayer 6 :
God when you come for me:

God meet me on your throne

in the sky

I fear not death with you by

my side

I ask not why

My content I can not hide

This I know, my life will just begin

in the world of white free of sin

God when you come for me

you will see

Not sadness but happy and glee

For I will be with you God

and Angels with wings

As we sing praise and glory hymns

Happy to be home

with you god and love abundant as sea foam

Poetic Prayer 1 :
Sometimes God:

Sometimes God I’m just tired of trying,

And tired of crying.

Sometimes God, I’m so sick of having to be strong,

And figure it all out by myself.

Inside I sometimes feel so weak,

And just want to shout.

I often feel so tense about how to get along,

And try to fit in.

The world seems so crazy,

It overwhelms me so sometimes I just get lazy.

Sometimes God, I just don’t care,

All I can think of is how I wish to go home.

To be with you my Lord,

In peace I would roam.

With other Angels of white, sins washed away,

Sometimes God, here on earth I wish I didn’t have to stay.

Forgive me but sometimes God,

To be with you is what I pray.

I often wonder why I am here,

What my purpose is often I am unclear.

An Angel with no wings,

A heart that cries more than it sings.

The struggle here has been so hard for me,

It seems so endless,

So why can’t I just come back to Thee and be happy?

The people here care not I’m here,

It makes no difference to them if I’m here or there.

I’m tired of trying and all of me is so weak,

Let me come back home,

Where the other Angels roam.

Give me back my Angel wings and the wish I seek

Poetic Prayer 14 :
Jihad of mine:

Allah I seek your

guidance from this jihad of mine

Release the torment from my mind

Allow my heart to find

peace and shine

One day I’m so sure what I’m supposed to do

The next day I’m floundering without any clue

Why must I flounder like a fish

out of sea?

Why can’t I find the answers

within me?

Yes everyday brings a new twist

and a new turn

But why don’t I feel like

a captain at the stern?

Instead each day I’m more

bewildered than before

with more questions than answers in store

Allah I rely on you

every single day and I pray

for this jihad of mine to go away

Yet tomorrow the sun will

Rise as sure as it did

the day before

Will more struggles within

my heart and head be in store ?

Or perhaps you will grace me

with the gift I pray for

To end my struggles

from within

Peace again in my heart and head

Let the journey begin