SO I AM MUSLIM .............................

So I am Muslim Religion of peace, tolarance, faith. Religion of morality, ethics, virtue. Religion of love, friendship, kindness. Islam taught people to be true. Islam taught people to be honest. Islam showed us a thin margin of line between evil and good. Islam showed us the prospective value of life. Islam made us a real human being. Islam made us to convey Gods creation. I will devote my self to follow the path of Islam. I am proud to be a muslim girl. So I am Muslim. Good to be true. This world gave us a misery. This wolrd gave us name to be followed Terrorist, activist, rebel, cheater, double dealer. Do we really deserve that. Each time we have to face the cruelty, obscene from others. If you follow the path of islam, you are freak, torpor towards other. Are we commiting a sin? Is my name or fault being a Muslim. Wearing veil, covering your body, being so conservative, Doesnt make us freak. Not everything in this world is bliss. That doesnt mean that our name of being muslim make us amiss. This world will destroy one day. Human being will die one day. Only your existenss, your truthness, your faith, your forgivness will stay. As long as people remember you. So I am Muslim I will be haters. I will survive to proof being honest. I will follow this name of being terrorist. Respect others. you will get respect in return. Read bible or any other holy book Real hater are racist people. This world give us a reason to fight. Having war against terrorism Or having war against Islam. Good to be true that i am Muslim. I am the follower of Almighty God I am the human being of his creation. We are not alone. Make a unity and fight for this prejudice nature. Fight for your right, your long last name. Show the race we are not haters. Follow our path, respect our presence. Make this world a nation. One nation of peace and love. One nation of friendship and kindness. farzana hossain

The Gift of Friends

I had a pleasant chat, With a friend, It helps to make my day, Good vibrations send, I feel good like a fat cat, So for today I will enjoy and stay! A lot better than yesterday! It’s nice to remember friends that you miss, Some of them you want to hug and kiss, In life many people that your paths cross, With different destinies, some friends are at a loss! Friends come and go, With life though, So with friends cherish the moment, So you are never without any, Because things change so fast, and friends are sent, Away -- to fill their destiny! In our lives, friends are gifts, To boost our morale and lift! Paula Patterson-Stevenson

FROM ME TO YOU

 

I was in the desert

You give me water

I was in the dark

You give me a light

I was in the mood

You give me a hope

I was pining away

You send me the rain

I was nobody

You give me a soul

I was alone

You give me a twin

I was atheist

You give me faith

And now

I got anything

Can I help you

And put an ointment

On your burned body

And relieve you pain

Now we are same soul

For two bodies

For ever my friend

Never forget

 

 

   كلودي

 

 

IF YOU EVER NEED ME

If you ever need me I'm not far away, If you ever need me call me today, If you ever need a hug, Or just a shoulder to cry on, I'll be there for you to even die on. You can cry on my shoulder till my top is soaked, Or hug me till I think I'll choke, I will sit there for hours and hours for you, Just to make sure you know I am there for you. I'll be there for you till the very end, Just to prove to you you're my best friend. Ayaan Malik

AND WHEN YOU CRY ALONE  

 

  And when you cry alone

I’ll be the one to hear you

And when you cry alone

I’ll be the one to be near you

And when you cry alone

I’ll be the one to shed a tear for you

And when you cry alone

I’ll be the one not to fear you

And when you cry alone

I’ll hold you near me

And when you cry alone

I’ll be the one to make you see

And when you cry alone

I’ll be the one to know

©

 

Lylyanna Pilewski

 

 

ANGEL TO THE INTERNET

    

I was setting at the kitchen table, the morning paper in my hands.

Looking through the personals, trying to figure out a plan.

Will I find my dream girl, the one that's right for me.

Will I find her in the want ads, is this the way it's supposed to be.

 

So I got up every morning, bought a paper read the ads.

Bought myself some new clothes, said I'll stay current with the fads.

Got more and more discouraged, life just seemed to pass me by.

Saw an ad on my t.v. set, said give the internet a try.

 

So I logged on to my computer, and much to my surprise.

There was an angel on the internet, right before my eyes.

She didn't have a halo, and I couldn't see her wings.

But she had all the other stuff, if you know what I mean.

 

She was dressed, in the latest fashions, clothes made by Calvin Klein.

An angel on the internet, this lady was divine.

I sent her an instant message, the kind you can send on A.O.L.

Will you be my dream girl, she said, only time will tell.

 

Now I guess I'll end this story, but there's one thing you can bet.

I never thought that it could happen, an angel on the internet.

So if you're feeling lucky, and you don't think you belong.

Just put a little faith in God, He'll never do you wrong.

 

Written for all the angels on the internet.

by Doc Wilde,

 

أسمي بغداد

    J'ai vécu heureuse            عشت سعيدة

      Dans mes palais  في قصوري

D'or noir et de pierres précieuses   المشيدة من الذهب الأسود والأحجار الكريمة

Le Tigre glissait        انساب دجلة

Sur les pavés de cristal         على الأحجارة الكريستالية

Mille califes se bousculaient                       ألاف الخلفاء تسابقوا

Sur mes carnets de bal         لتسجيل أسمائهم قائمة المدعوين إلى حفلتي الراقصة

On m'appelait                        دعيت

La Cité pleine de grâce        المدينة المليئة نعمة

Dieu    يا الله

Comme le temps passe         كيف يمر الزمان

On m'appelait                        دعيت

Capitale de lumière               عاصمة النور

Dieu                يا الله

Que tout se perd        كل هذا ضاع

Je m'appelle Bagdad                        أسمي بغداد

Et je suis tombée       وقد سقطت

Sous le feu des blindés         تحت نيران العربات المصفحة

Je m'appelle Bagdad                        أسمي بغداد

Princesse défigurée              أميرة مشوهة

Et Shéhérazade         شهرزاد

M'a oubliée               نستني

Je vis sur mes terres                        أعيش على أرضي

Comme une pauvre mendiante        مثل شحاذة فقيرة

Sous les bulldozers                تحت البلدوزر

Les esprits me hantent         تطاردني الأشباح

Je pleure ma beauté en ruine                      أبكي جمالي اللذي أضحى أطلال

Sous les pierres encore fumantes    تتصاعد منه أعمدة الدخان من تحت الركام

C'est mon âme qu'on assassine       إنها روحي اللتي أغتيلت

On m'appelait                        دعيت

Capitale de lumière               عاصمة النور

Dieu                يا الله

Que tout se perd        كل هذا ضاع

Je m'appelle Bagdad                        أسمي بغداد

Et je suis tombée       وقد سقطت

Sous le feu des blindés         تحت نيران العربات المصفحة

Je m'appelle Bagdad                        أسمي بغداد

Princesse défigurée              أميرة مشوهة

Et Shéhérazade         شهرزاد

M'a oubliée               نستني

Mes contes des mille et une nuits               حكاياتي ألف ليلة وليلة

N'intéressent plus personne            ما عادت تهم أحداً

Ils ont tout détruit     كلها دمرت

Je m'appelle Bagdad                        أسمي بغداد

Et je suis tombée       وقد سقطت

Sous le feu des blindés         تحت نيران العربات المصفحة

Je m'appelle Bagdad                        أسمي بغداد

Princesse défigurée              أميرة مشوهة

Et Shéhérazade         شهرزاد

M'a oubliée               نستني

Translated by MosesLutfi (Dear Syria)

 

Dedicated to YOU

 

THEE AND ME

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I was in the desert

You give me water

I was in the dark

You give me a light

I was in the mood

You give me a hope

I was pining away

You send me the rain

I was nobody

You give me a soul

I was alone

You give me a twin

I was atheist

You give me faith

And now

I got anything from you

so, can I help you

And put an ointment

On your burned body

And relieve you pain

Now we are same soul

For two bodies

For ever my friend

Never forget

  

c.g.كلودي

 

D I F F E R E N C E S   B E T W E E N   L O V E   A N D   L I K E

  

In front of the person you love, your heart beats faster
But in front of the person you like , you get happy.

In front of the person you love, winter seems like spring
But in front of the person you like, winter is just a beautiful winter.

If you look into the eyes of the one you love, you blush
But if you look into the eyes of the one you like, you smile.

In front of the person you love, you can' t say everything on your mind
But in front of the person you like, you can.

In front of the person you love, you tend to get shy
But in front of the person you like, you can show your ownself.

Then person you love comes into your mind every 2 minutes.
You can't look straight into the eyes of the one you love
But you can always smile into the eyes of the one you like.

When the one you love is crying, you cry with them
But when the one you like is crying, you end up comforting.

The feeling of love starts from the eye
And the feeling of like starts from the ear.

So if you stop liking a person you used to like
All you need to do is cover your ears,
But if you try to close your eyes
Love turns into a drop of tear and remains in your heart forever after.

 

 

WHEN DOVES CRY

    

When you have a pain that you just can’t bare,

When your feelings are hurt there’s no one there,

When your soul feels taken and you feel empty inside,

That’s when doves cry.

 

When everything seems to go wrong,

When life have you down and you don’t want to go on,

When it seems like everyone you love say’s goodbye,

That’s when doves cry.

 

When love is lost and love is gone,

When the pain of a love one that passes on,

When you no longer can deny,

That’s When Doves Cry.

 

Judy Hill

 

 

 كلودي

 

 

I'm Sorry

  

 

I’m sorry I’m not perfect

I’m sorry for my ugly face

I’m sorry that I’m stupid

I’m even sorry for my race

I’m sorry I’m not funny

I’m sorry I’m not smart

I’m sorry I cant tell you

The truth within my heart

I’m sorry that you hate me

I’m sorry I’m in love

I’m sorry I act the way I do

I never thought it’d matter to you

I’m sorry for the tears I cry

I’m sorry I’m a failure in your eye

I’m sorry for a lot of things

But one thing im not sorry for

Im not sorry for being me.

 

kayla kaatz

 

 

Bon anniversaire Ahmed !

عيد ميلاد سعيد يا أحمد

The Muslim And The Christian

Oh, the Muslim and the Christian should be friends.

Oh, the Muslim and the Christian should be friends.

One man bows five times a day,

The other goes to church to pray,

But that's no reason why they can't be friends.

 

Oh, the Muslim and the Christian should be friends,

Oh, the Muslim and the Christian should be friends.

The Muslim hides his woman's face,

The Christian covers her with lace,

But that's no reason why they can't be friends.

 

Religious folks should stick together,

Help each other's retirement plans.

Muslims hug the good churchgoers,

Christians hug the Mohammedans.

 

Oh, the Muslim and the Christian should be friends.

Oh, the Muslim and the Christian should be friends.

One man likes to wear a gown,

The other dresses in a frown,

But that's no reason why they can't be friends.

 

Oh, the Muslim and the Christian should be friends.

Oh, the Muslim and the Christian should be friends.

One man prays to a God named Al,

The other one calls Jessie pal,

But that's no reason why they can't be friends.

 

Religious folks should stick together,

Help each other's retirement plans.

Muslims hug the good churchgoers,

Christians hug the Mohammedans.

 

Robert M. Wilson

 

JERUSALEM

 

Jerusalem, luminous city of prophets,

Shortest path between heaven and earth !

 

Jerusalem, you of the myriad minarets,

become a beautiful little girl with burned fingers.

City of the virgin, your eyes are sad.

Shady oasis where the Prophet passed,

the stones of your streets grow sad,

the towers of mosques downcast.

City swathed in black, who'll ring the bells

at the Holy Sepulchre on Sunday mornings?

Who will carry toys to children

on Christmas Eve?

City of sorrows, a huge tear

trembling on your eyelid,

Who'll save the Bible?

Who'll save the Qur'an?

Who will save Christ, who will save man?

 

Jerusalem, beloved city of mine,

tomorrow your lemon trees will bloom,

your green stalks and branches rise up joyful,

and your eyes will laugh. Migrant pigeons

will return to your holy roofs

and children will go back to playing.

Parents and children will meet

on your shining streets,

my city, city of olives and peace.

 

NIZAR QABBANI

 

 

 

SUNSET                             -------------

Colourful clouds shaped like birds’ wings–– Gliding gracefully in the sky–– Wind whistling like blackbirds that sing–– Setting sun, away the light flies. Joel Iliff     ---------------   Every night The horizon lights up Swirls of pink and orange Fading to blue and purple Few bother to look anymore At a blessing That only comes once a day Each sunset is different No two exactly alike Difference flows throughout While it is the only similarity Over the ocean Or through the sky scrapers Out on the prairie Or in an apartment You can still see a piece A piece of something Something never to return A sunset For the colors are shimmering For a moment they stay Only to disappear into change Change just as beautiful as the last This is why No matter where you go One thing remains the same, A difference in sunset In your very own sunset Jessica Millsaps

FOR YOU 

أحمد

   

Tigris and Euphrates 

 

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rivers

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thought

they

knew

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do

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each

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find

at

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sea?

 

Joie Lester Fuentes