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Poetry! =P
- Thread starter Epiphany
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zaib is zeenat or like khobsoorty right?
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uhmm.... Zaib is ke 'it doesnt suit u'
You're saying that here it is used in that sense right?
But zaib means beauty or zeenat?
yes.
No i dont think ke it means beauty.
Okay
I think it does. XD
Just My Mask
Of course I'm fine, why do you ask?
Oh don't mind this, it's just my mask.
It hides the grief, it hides the strife,
I wear this mask, to escape the knife.
Don't forget this, my pain is real,
I'm not lying, this is how I feel.
You sit there saying, it can't be true,
it is for me, just not for you.
You say my heart, must be a sight,
cold as ice, and black as night.
It's not my heart, only my soul,
but killing me, must be your goal.
You're getting close, I hope you know,
you really don't, have far to go.
Soon enough, I'll reach my end,
you'll have my soul, to tear and rend.
But you don't know, you never ask,
you never look, beyond the mask.
The look on my face, is giving me away,
I wonder now, what you will say?
You've asked me here, you'll know now,
I'll take it off, I'll take a bow...
I can't do it now, tell you the truth,
I must keep up, my pretense of youth.
"Of course I'm fine, why do you ask?
Oh don't mind this, it's just my mask"
Taken from:FamilyFriendPoems
Of course I'm fine, why do you ask?
Oh don't mind this, it's just my mask.
It hides the grief, it hides the strife,
I wear this mask, to escape the knife.
Don't forget this, my pain is real,
I'm not lying, this is how I feel.
You sit there saying, it can't be true,
it is for me, just not for you.
You say my heart, must be a sight,
cold as ice, and black as night.
It's not my heart, only my soul,
but killing me, must be your goal.
You're getting close, I hope you know,
you really don't, have far to go.
Soon enough, I'll reach my end,
you'll have my soul, to tear and rend.
But you don't know, you never ask,
you never look, beyond the mask.
The look on my face, is giving me away,
I wonder now, what you will say?
You've asked me here, you'll know now,
I'll take it off, I'll take a bow...
I can't do it now, tell you the truth,
I must keep up, my pretense of youth.
"Of course I'm fine, why do you ask?
Oh don't mind this, it's just my mask"
Taken from:FamilyFriendPoems
Stay Strong
You might not understand it, you might just ask why
That all I want to do, is just lay down and die
I tried to get help; I tried to see the light
But no matter what I did, I just couldn't win the fight
It was more than it seemed, it was more than you thought
Though sadly a little, is all you caught
I attempted to do the wrongs; I attempted to let life go
Now I wear long sleeves, afraid my attempts will show
I knew this wasn't the right place, I knew I had to get out
So I took my courage, and I let it shout
I did the thing I was afraid of; I did the thing I didn't like
And told someone my story, so that suicide wouldn't strike
I don't like to talk, I don't like to share
But I know this was best, before I start not to care
I will see the doctor soon, I will make it through
I know if I do, you can make it to
Stay strong!
You might not understand it, you might just ask why
That all I want to do, is just lay down and die
I tried to get help; I tried to see the light
But no matter what I did, I just couldn't win the fight
It was more than it seemed, it was more than you thought
Though sadly a little, is all you caught
I attempted to do the wrongs; I attempted to let life go
Now I wear long sleeves, afraid my attempts will show
I knew this wasn't the right place, I knew I had to get out
So I took my courage, and I let it shout
I did the thing I was afraid of; I did the thing I didn't like
And told someone my story, so that suicide wouldn't strike
I don't like to talk, I don't like to share
But I know this was best, before I start not to care
I will see the doctor soon, I will make it through
I know if I do, you can make it to
Stay strong!
zaib does mean beauty (zaib-o-zeenat, must have heard?) but a really defined kind of beauty. like, it does come in a sense of "suiting", or just looking good according to the norm. although i wont say this is how it is exactlt defined but just to get u intuition
Alright.
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Hahhahaha yess. xP
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Vry much :''')
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“Phool Hoon Main Ghulab ka, Chameli Ka Mat Samajhna.
Aashiq Hoon Main Aap Ka, Apni Saheli Ka Mat Samajhna.”
Aashiq Hoon Main Aap Ka, Apni Saheli Ka Mat Samajhna.”
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O Muslim, lawful things have good attributes
Where is the good in singing, dancing and listening to flutes?
Can we compare the words of singers and sounds of Musicians
To the Glorious Quran, its lessons, wisdoms and admonitions?
How many singers do you know and give admiration,
And how many do you know of the companions and the following generation?
How much do you spend on singers from your dollars?
Compared to how many you know of Islamic Scholars.
Do you see how much is memorized of music songs?
While you ignore the book to which memorization belongs?
How much do you memorize of these incantations?
And swayed back and forth in intoxication?
Have you not seen those who follow the misguided?
And increase the loudness of the music, when they should hide it?
And who writes their songs? thinkers, or men of academia?
Or maybe scholars, like Ahmad, Malik or maybe Ibn Taymiyah.
O you who listens to music..
Don't you see that all the songs of the world and all the lyrics you've seen
Wouldn't compare in reward to Alif Laam Meem .
Originally shared by XPFMember
Where is the good in singing, dancing and listening to flutes?
Can we compare the words of singers and sounds of Musicians
To the Glorious Quran, its lessons, wisdoms and admonitions?
How many singers do you know and give admiration,
And how many do you know of the companions and the following generation?
How much do you spend on singers from your dollars?
Compared to how many you know of Islamic Scholars.
Do you see how much is memorized of music songs?
While you ignore the book to which memorization belongs?
How much do you memorize of these incantations?
And swayed back and forth in intoxication?
Have you not seen those who follow the misguided?
And increase the loudness of the music, when they should hide it?
And who writes their songs? thinkers, or men of academia?
Or maybe scholars, like Ahmad, Malik or maybe Ibn Taymiyah.
O you who listens to music..
Don't you see that all the songs of the world and all the lyrics you've seen
Wouldn't compare in reward to Alif Laam Meem .
Originally shared by XPFMember
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THIS NEEDS TO BE DESPERATELY SHARED!
Jazakillah khair!
Wa jazaki xD I know right..I got it from that Ban Music Campaign..but usually what happens with stuff like this is that a fight breaks out..
It's a lovely poem though.
Yes,so true!
I've gone through some of that thread.People bring in reasons... oh wait I meant excuses. :/
Yep,really!
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Hahah xD So true..lol. That made me laugh xD