Poetry

I nee your help seriously! I’m soo into poem but I suck at it.

There are great talented poets within this app.
Your feedback is appreciated. Don’t be greedy 🙂

“I want to be the man who makes her feel beautiful on her worst days, appreciated in her quiet moment and loved without having ask...

Dont love me
Because of me!
Love me
Because of Allah
I love you back
On the same way.
Remember: Allah is first,
Later, everything coming,
in the right place.

The eyes were crying
And the heart is paining,
Seems all the doors are closing,
There’s no chance of escaping,
But you’ve never neglect praying,
Didn’t stop seeking,and with him you never had the thought of quitting,until
In the broad of the daylight you find
Yourself calming,
In the silence of the night ,you hear yourself laughing
When everyone was leaving ,and they keep on running
Your faith keep you standing,
And it’s so warming,that you remember
To always keep on fighting and smiling🤲🏻

Hatred should have an expiry date…

Love should have a diary of its own…

And poetry should be written for those who love truly. 🥀

Three metaphors, two sighs, and enough flowery nonsense to fertilise the gardens of Versailles…

Speaks in roses, sighs in couplets, and has the depth of a decorative cushion…

Even his sadaqah is flirting; the poor have become his wingmen apparently… 🙃

How touching! He’s done one good deed and expects the angel to curtsy..

Do tell him to sit down before his halo gets caught in the chandelier…

Suggest me a book to read

the wind echoes through the wall,
it howls past the silent street.
rain patters and pelts the windows,
before it rushes to the ground.

even the sky requires days to fall-
nature's way of chaotic retreat.
releasing all of its rage and sorrows,
longing to become profound.

verily after hardship comes ease,
the morning arrives bittersweet.
a new beginning to see what follows,
as the storm heads outbound.

The weather was bad, but the flowers could have bloomed.
If you had tried,we could have me.

Yes, the path was difficult, the destination was far away.
If you had wanted, we could have walked together!

Hands so delicate, adorned with henna design,
A beauty beyond explanation, like two roses intertwined.

Place them upon my face, let me inhale their fragrance,
Rub them on me, so I inherit your essence.

Chained by limits, my pain surges, trapped by the distance,
Wrap me in your arms, melt into me, till your soul is in my presence.