By faeeMy moment of clarity My moment of peace and calm As soothing as salicylate balm My moment with my Creator A moment when I join in concert with rest of creation Celebrating the Holy Names of my Lord in humble prostration A moment that best describes my servitude to Allah (SWT) … At this moment,…
By Guest BloggerThis post was contributed to Flashy Friday by user naeima. Could it be the manner in which I speak? Do you disapprove of the clothes I wear? Is it the fact that you can not see my hair? Maybe it’s because you believe I’m weak Well I for one find fault in your critique My…
By Guest BloggerThis post was contributed to Flashy Friday by user Fifi. You can read more of Fifi’s poetry at her blog, The Poetry Korner! I have grandparents uncles and aunts from Palestine and Malaysia and don’t forget North America. I also have second cousins from Italy, Russia, and Turkey but don’t forget China and India If…
By Amani1. Where has my language gone? The poet searches for words to wrap around these times Make them sense Make them pretty Make them useful Words from the past haunt our conversations Empire and Crusade Plans and Centuries All these words cleared understanding before Fall heavy now And weightless into this abyss of bad news…
