In a Trance

In a Trance

An empty glass I see
tumbling on the floor
with shattered glass

Floating with no
strings attached
floating with no
weight nor mass

Taking a right turn
seems to take me to
some unknown land

Taking a left turn
leading me to all
which is familiar
from the ocean's water
to the sand

In this trance
the flame grew,
the heat never weakened

The ocean, the sand...
A mere illusion?
Falling to the floor
All power weakened

The mere sensation
of the breeze
eyes can no longer
remain open
with time all shall seize

That moment of mere Sakinah
a mere moment of tranquility
No right, No left
Not a care, feeling the insanity

Letting loose of the rope
untangling the knots with
a rush of wind
to the ground, I dropped

Is it a smile?
Is it a frown?
None can tell
Alas, the ocean reappears
the silky sand blowing in the wind
may never again disappear

The end as a beginning
the beginning as a visit
Reality as a journey
With these thoughts
this realm's raining
In number, once lessened
in power, never weakened

- N/RE
12/11/06
11:02 pm

Red; That's all I see

Red- that's all I see
Closing my eyes
Bloody red is what my memory
remains to be

The cuts; the bruises
I really don't care
Stranger in the world
These injuries are all alien to
the thoughts my mind posesses

The tingling feeling
running down my back
The blood washed away
making room for a mesmerizing attack

Trying to find my way through this path
See the blood running down
Every vision of dismay and betray

The only way out - no escape
Life as it never was, not ready to pay
The day he stood on top of the cave
Death may not be the answer, but we
stand to Pray
In reality this fight was a must
Forever, In God I trust

It Just Does...

The rain pours
Nothing can stop the storm

The words that puts the storm to ease
bringing every heart to peace

it just does...

Essence of Life

essence of life

I stepped out for a moment to feel the essence of life
The rain pouring down; I stood in the middle of the storm
I wanted to feel
I wanted to smell
I was taken into another land under a spell

My eyes would not rest
death wouldn't near this relam
The rain pouring down my cheeks
not a drop would touch the ground
Evaporated away in the midst of their own presence
wanting to feel - my voice trapped within my own mind
I tried to grasp my breath but it made no difference
Still; I was stuck in this suffocation
Still; the water trickled down my face, failing to touch the ground
My eyes shut, cleansing myself with the course of nature

I dropped down on my knees having no value of time nor space
Hoping to feel a moment that was to please
I dropped down to my knees blinded by the light
slowly opening one eye while the other remained closed
trying to face the light without the mere feeling of blindness
too much to take in, too much to accept - the possibility of loss or success
I heard a voice through the wind
It was calling upon me, yet not with what was known
I slowly began up, My right foot first and the left one following

Mesmerized by that one vision alone - my breath stopped
Incapable of swallowing
The light began to dim only enough
I knew it was true; only the truth can guide those of blackend hearts
Only Allah can cause the darts to land in place
Slowing leaving without a trace
Reeling back into my senses I stumbled upon a voice,
"The operation was a success"
Hardly able to understand, the lights fading less and less
Life and death meet each day, tomorrow another soul shall screech or sway away

A traveller only to reach the one destinaton
Worshipping The Creator
Time to wake up as the creation!

- Rhythmic Explosion
10/6/06

Ramadan Mubarak

The Messenger of Allah (may Allah bless him and grant him peace) addressed his companions on the last day of Sha`ban, saying:

"Oh people! A great month has come over you; a blessed month; a month in which is a night better than a thousand months; a month in which Allah has made it compulsory upon you to fast by day, and voluntary to pray by night. Whoever draws nearer (to Allah) by performing any of the (optional) good deeds in (this month) shall receive the same reward as performing an obligatory deed at any other time, and whoever discharges an obligatory deed in (this month) shall receive the reward of performing seventy obligatory deeds at any other time.

It is the month of patience, and the reward of patience is Heaven. It is the month of charity, and a month in which a believer's sustenance is increased.
Whoever gives food to a fasting person to break his fast, shall have his sins forgiven, and he will be saved from the Fire of Hell, and he shall have the same reward as the fasting person, without his reward being diminished at all."
[Narrated by Ibn Khuzaymah]

I can't even tell you of the nightmare of emailing this out to people via hotmail - I had to try 7 times for it to work properly and not send as some alien script. Subhanallah

Dosti...

dosti ki rah se app ne hummay bolaya
dil ki baat kar ke dil main sakoon phir aaya
app ki baaton se dunya ki falak samnay aajati hai
dheeray dheeray har rah par roshni chahjaati hai
Dil aur demagh kay mazbhoot baat aur soch nay hummay milwaya jab kabhi
Allah karay zindaghi bhar ya bhandhan Salamat rahay hamesha hi sahi

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Spice of Urdu-ness (once again)

Dil ki jo baat hum na keh paaye us din

ahsa laga hummari khamooshi neh kehdiya ushi din
raatain bhi younhi guzarti hai
ishi baat kay soch main har pal ki shuroowaat hai wanhi se
gulab ki khushboo chahjaati hai
ishi demagh main wohi mehek chahjaati hai
jab aankain band ho tho sapnay pakarlaythi hai
nikal na hai mujhay is jhooti rah se
sapno ki asliyaat rehthi hi hai sirf us dunya main
dunya ki aamiyaat na rahay, ishi soch main kanhin dil kay tukray na hogaye
dheeray dheeray har pal ka dhok day jaye
saza-e-maut deido mujhay
maghar mairi soch ahsay na badal sakay

Rhythmic Explosion

I am to Return

I am to return

the years of my life may pass me by
upon this note, many may rejoice
but my heart cannot bare the nearing of the day
by which the wind shall blow my soul away
the day in which lies this second, holds the key to my entrance
yet it holds the lock, yearning closer...
for that moment, there is no distance.
Leaping closer, that very day
when my soul may screech away
remembering death as it remembers me
on this day, I thank Rabbil Alameen
I was born, but I will return, Inshallah upon the path of the blessed deen
with nothing lost, but much earned

Sole Mission

Sole Mission


The dedication of this explosion goes toward every second of this life I live
Toward every breath of sin I may breate
My tongue blurts out words like, "I really care"

My day's spent without a tear shed
and to mention them my mouth's silent and dead
The story of a land which calls it's self the land of freedom and justice
The words of your people claim the names racist and prejudice
Don't hold back now, I insist --
Shout it out - according to you I'm the terrorist
The terrorist; because I dream to one day succeed
The terrorist; because I wanna reach jannah, away from the satanic lead
The terrorist; because I cover myself and perserve my modesty with dignity
The terrorist; because I stand firm on what I believe
The terrorist; because I breathe and am human
The terrorist; because I refuse to give up my home and leave

The Soilders; you command them to destroy with the excuse to reconstruct
Your army of soilders are fed the lies to protect your ownself while the lives
of other you deconstruct
The countries and the win; Afghanistan, Iraq, Palestine, and now Lebanon
Let me do you a favor and lead you to the pros and cons
At the end you'll loose and the believers will win
You see, I got faith in my religiously linked kin
And forever more - My Lord - Whose promise is for the final win
The Media; the media wont be on your side nor mine
All they want is the big bucks and fullfillment of their only mission
Their mission with the dangerous game of playing with the world's emotions
- Incresase hate and keep the truth sealed
Oh boy, they're in for a surprise for when the it's all revealed

Why should we pay allegiance to a country which fosters hate and blood shed
Even in the end hypocrisy follows you to your death bed
I scream it so you hear: I'm a citizen of this country and will fight when unjustice is done
Not just to me but the people who innicently get shot by an AK47 more so known as you gun

I pray to Allah for the deceased
One tear shed could cause thousands to be released
Ya Allah, I ask You, The King to unveil the truth
And to grant justice to those wronged

Listen to these words and think again
Be in allegiance with the true religion
not those who try to destroy our path on our sole mission

Carrier of my Dreams

Carrier of my Dreams

Your eyes speak of those thoughts, your voice never did
The pain and sorrow all hidden away
with your tender heart and mercy
You gave life a new meaning- your love never ends
every moment is a new beginning
with your words and constant care
your silky touch and the scent of your hair
it never leaves my mind
going insane in the silence - it's the end
the end for me
that silky petals of a rose, holding together my dreams and goals
as it clings to its stem
withering away, brings a shower of tears - my heart's gone numb
numb from this silence
your love keeps me going
I continue following - following every move in resentment and doubt
I can never be as eloquent - I'll complain and pout
I love you dearly, swipe your soft palm accross my tears
hold me tight and scare away my fears
Now and for always my only true love
My Mother - the more I say it, it may never be enough
My love I cannot express
I love you dearly - for now and always - From Allah may you be blessed
In this debt I shall remain, with the drops of rain - wash away the pain
A new beginning - a New ending

Rhythmic Explosion

Don't Ask - for the sake of updating

-In the Name of Allah-
Assalamu Alaikum wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatuh

It seems no one updates their blog anymore, it's been a while. Basically all the blogs I have listed on the right have NOT been updated in over 3 days except maybe one or two. I thought not to follow the trend and update, even though I have been quite frequently Alhumdulilllah.

I went through some old letters, cards, and notes from people of the past it really made me think. I also read a blog where the brother expresses through freestylin'. I realised my writing is hopeless and may never get to that level. I don't think I actually write what's on my mind and from my heart like people normally do, I don't know how. Khair, anyways so i got my note book and just joted down ideas and I started writing this afternoon, but I really wasn't in the mood so I left it and did some work around the house. I probably wont be in a writing mood for at least a week or so, inshallah it'll pass. I have no motivation or inspiration other than wanting to write like those who write from their heart.

A lot has changed. Khair Inshallah. I don't know... what is it that I don't know? I just don't know.

You were the one I asked for
You came my way, but I was kept from knocking on your door
Walk toward me just this one time
I'll run - just show me a sign
Keep my mind from this insane crime
----

drivin' by in the fog, every night
You, yourself can't comprehend the wrong from right
I can't listen to you
The tears flow before your eyes, it's nothing new
he stands in front of your presence
You still deny their innocence
It's not a bomb, but a rhythmic explosion to show you life
come back to the world, hand me your knife
slicing your veins to see the blood flow
you can't stop it, and you don't know
sacrificing yourself without a fight is worthless
there's a point, show them the loss and face your success
it's a promise you can't deny
c'mon - step up, step up once and for all destroy the lie
I took a turn and put it in park
looking back to the world, nothing's changed - still sitting in the dark
the mind works for both sides
but the body breaks through the tides
Shakin' your head, walking up the steps
it's just a thought, has still to reach the reps
just this one time make it reality
Ameen, My Lord I ask with sincerity

i wanted to see if I was back.. or still going through my little non motivational phase.. I guess I'm comin' back. lol. Inshallah. 2 freestyles I just did. um.. yeh.

Anyways, i shall sign off with that and maybe sleep a bit early for once than usual inshallah.

Not so lost - I got my Lord.

ma'salam
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Hippity Hop

-In the Name of Allah-

Assalamu Alaikum

Note: Audio changed :)

This is something I wrote 2 nights ago, I've also recorded it, but obviously that's not for posting :P :D. (I don't feel like posting the "dad" entry, and probably wont)

Never to See Again

I sat - i saw - just flyin' by

laying back with the thought - it's my rest stop
i get to sleep in peace
i think it'll never seize
ripping out - people gathered
they don't see, but it ain't no holiday breeze
nails - yeh, nails screeching life to immortality


I tried - i wailed - i failed
it's all a scheme - to see the dream
above all to reach siratul mustaqeem
it begun at step one
traveling to a dimension favorin' none


Thunder - lightening - facin' it all
moutains rumbling - I'm reachin' to escape
ain't no way out - destiny's broke through the gate
thunder- i got no reply
Callin' back to the footsteps
they weepin' but they got no clue i'm wailin' and screamin'
Questions with no answers - a blank mind
laying back in awe
what happened? My life - damn I flawed
Anything left? Anything to help me now?
Hopless - raisin' my hands with the tears rolling
it's too late
too late...
I can't believe - 20 years gone to waste
disgrace - I failed - I could feel it
the anger - the hate
a snake makin' it's way around my leg


Thought - not left in the mind
all to hear - me and the angels
the fear smelt
The sweat and the blood all drivin' me insane
my life passin' me by -
It wont do any good, but i cry
the lie - the fight - the eye
I abused - and now I can't deny - bluntly accused
I voice - i think I may die again - thunder of anger
not a stranger - My Creator
from the darkness - a lamp lit
insane! all the good - no point left in it
you still don't realise - it's the riyya and kibr which left no value to it
wailin' to turn back time - surely a blessing from One of a Kind


A tap - on the back - youngin' it's a shame
you lost hope - knowin' He's Most Merciful
who you? me? ha.. a small deed you overlooked
ain't so small now?
you got years to kill before the day - the end
The rain - the seed - the day awaits
you got time - sleep - rest well for a day of heat
No tears to flow again - concrete words til the end
I lay back as the years I lived - pass me by


A time - never to see again - seconds passing
never to see again-
life to the very end
seconds passin' never to see again
'til the day - nothing can change then


I slapped myself awake from the dream i was livin'
bust up a move and slide on to the early mornin' prayin
payin' a price
nothing comes cheap if you livin' a life of the dunya


A time - never to see again - seconds passing
never to see again-
life to the very end
seconds passin' never to see again
'til the day - nothing can change then


I sat - i saw - just flyin' by
A drop of tear from my cry
putin' out the fire - I'm tellin' you it ain't no lie


flowin'

Ma'salam

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Battle II

N/RE:

don't mess with me, you gotta see, it's meant to be/
every day I see in the newspapers and on TV/
they're just wrong, they have no clue/
Islam will spread as an epidemic flu/
All shall be done in time's due/
with this battle, step back if you got a glass of pride with you/
I ain't messing, take it... flush it down the loo/
I'm standing tall, standing high.. starring up at the sky/
the stars shinning bright, they be showing me my way/
meh, step back, cuz I'm here to slay/
Not their useless heads, but their brains/
One, two, three... on the floor, with astaghfaar, your sweat the floor stains/
with these rubbish and bloody lies, my brain drains/
with the rain, mercy of The Supreme/
It'll pass, seeming as a dream/
I'm stepping up a step foward/
stepping back, you're not a lad, just proving to be a coward/
this wont be complete without mention of the mujahideen/
They like it nice and hard, putting up a fight, not a old hag.. slim and lean/
I'm stepping back... boy, to try.. you just on crack/

-- slides mic to M1 - Bring it...

M1:

Me on crack??? Naa never that/
Ima souljah recognise we stay strapped/
See Ridin for my lord is my only ambition/
My flow is causing your body Reciprocal inhibition/
Trus me u donning Niqaab is a mercy to tha world/
Cos no one wanna see a girl that luk more like James Ray Earl/
Ouch I hope I didnt hit a nerve/
cause even ya tears are scared of your face/
They be running extra fast down ur cheeks/
cause every second on it adds to thier disgrace/
Tha authorities around tha endz sayin uve been misplaced/
stressin that no one near you is gonna be safe/
u be gettin shifted outta tha country/
quicker than they get rid off toxic waste/
Now settle down lil one and take tha loss/
Cause uve jus been defeated/
signed yours faithfully tha big boss/

**(I laughed my head off at his reply, it was awesome especially the niqaabi part)

N/RE:

At least I got some respect for myself/
I ain't needing to go that low, now when I look down I see a short elf/
my mistake, it's just you/
Bro, take a step back and wait for your cue/
My face may be veiled but my words spread farther than you can see/
You don't understand, shall I speak a bit louder for your frail ears uncle jee?/
Thank the Lord I ain't a lad/
I don't gotta put my head down in embarassment, not understanding a word... dude it's sad/
'fess up, you know we a blessing from above/
oops my mistake, you may not have known under that steaming brain lacking the love/
'aight enough of this, let's get down to business/
I ain't gonna be rapping no hate and fighting like the pathetic senate and congress/
like I said, don't mess with me, you gotta see/
It's life, not a battle in some movie with Bruce Lee/
With a drop of blood and a mix of rain/
I'm telling ya I'm on a mission for the past's pain/
I'm marching and waiting for my cue/
We'll face one another, but I advise you to train your crew/
let's see what you gotta say/
Oh My Lord enhance the brains of the brethern is what I pray/
I'm hooked on this battle whether night or day, i'm gonna slay/

M1:

You think your big but you dont kno im bigger/
Asia's my gun and Pakistan's my trigger/
Im gettin Mad props sorta like Jigga/
Staying on ma grind till I hit those 6 figures/
Ona street level no one does it illler/
You about ta get merked like Foreman in`Thriller in Manilla`/
Ajeeb? ahahaha Damn right Ajeeb/
Wen kids see u ther legs be takin dem nx level speeds/
Oh My they say`Which fool let u out tha zoo?`/
Blud u cnt blame them tho your weirder than den Blink 182!/
No problem tho I'll jus pull out ma 22/
and put a few of dem slugs str8 thru you/
Tha nx thing u'll be seein is those walls in ICU/
ahaha My flow is sorta like the flu.. very infectious/
my bars stayin clean and always conscientious/
Now make haste, drop your wack rhymes and claim tha loss/
Cos u jus got merked quicker than a fat kid eats chocolate sauce/

N/RE:

I may be strange/
you can't comprehend cuz you know I'm beyong your range/
Boy you got a big head/
thinking you can beat me and I claim the loss - I'm still alive not yet dead/
I ain't afraid of you nor your crew, I'm all up-in-your face with my rhymes/
You run and hide cuz you know the one who steps up always cries/
I ain't sitting here listening to your trash/
i got enough to deal with and people to bash/
Didn't you hear, they're launching missiles/
forget the governemnt, it's innocence it' kills/
I'm gonna make my words spread/
They'll spread like an epidemic flu and the day they were born they will dread/
Boy pull out your 22/
I'm gonna step up a step foward and raise my hands from Allah waiting for my cue/
helll no dude, I ain't gonna claim the loss/
Why would I accept that when I didn't even accept their views on the cross/
I'm all about calligraphy of thought/
I learnt yesterday a lesson I often jot/
ha! this world's messed by the big headed men/
It's the qalam i hear its the Qalam I see.. my words spitting with the flow of the pen/
My essays my words.. I know you see/
You just got jumped and your time to flee/

Peace... it'll never seize

M1:

ahaha y'all are ill but me? thers no one iller/
my tec 9 will leave y'all ina body bag chilla/
MalikOne and Furqan aka tha lyrical killers/
Trus me B I wont jus merk u lyrically/
I'll cut your brain into 3 pieces/
so nx time u think of stepin 2 me u'll think thrice/
No joke I got this city of London on lock/
Im a well known ridah but I don’t touch or even smoke tha rock/
ahaha callin me a wuss...Who do u think u are? You low life trick/
Tha fire I bring when I come around will leave ur whole crew more than blick/
s**t I roll so hard even tha mofo's standin a mile away frm da beef will need a stich/
So make sure u and ur peeps are not in tha area wen I let my crew rip/
Or tha nx thing u'll be seein is me bussin ma clip!!!/
10 seconds after u see me... bullets coming for your face/
After ur down i'll take every penny u got on that paper chase/
Y'all are so minor my 10 yr old sista will leave ur face needing a brace/
Shortie I dont discriminate between race/
Its jus y'all make me more sick than watching a gay couple embrace/
Now all of y'all shut up Im tired and want some peace/
dont take heed of my warning and I'll cut u up like my old skool fleece/


Khallas... Oh yeh I won hands down :P lol as the judges said :D Nah, he rocked the battle.
As I mentioned in another thread, there's something I've been wanting to do... but next post Inshallah...

Battle I

Assalamu Alaikum,

I'm not in the mood to update today, but was asked to so I must lol. Inshallah. I don't feel like typing something up so I was looking through my documents to find anything I've written in the past and couldn't find any suitable and then went off on all the forums Ive ever visited and looked through the threads I've created (which are ALOT lol). But nothing good enough for a blog, and wouldn't make sense randomly being posted. SO...
I'm going to post my first and second Rap Battle Inshallah. I've only have 2 so far, third on it's way and both were with the same bro, awesome freestyler mashallah.

This was my first ever go at freestylin'... The bro said I typed essays, which I have to agree with. :D
him = M1
Me = N/RE

M1:

I be on them backstreets,/
Them kufars know i clap heat/
If u got beef, my brothers and sisters/
U best Holla at me/
Kufars get locked up, stabbed up, shot up, everytime I pop/
When me and my boys step into the scene/
My adversaries flee from me, quicker than fire ignites Gasoline/
I tuck a gat under my jumper, stick a chip on my shoulder/
Till I bust a Full clip in your face b***h this beef aint over/
Still my Nine wont leave a trace of your original face/
You shouldnt throw stones, if you live in a glasshouse/
likewise,
If you got a glass jaw, u should watch your mouth/
Cos i'll break your face/
Do more than dislocate your jaw/

Dont hate on me homie i keep my styles raw

N/RE:

you expressing hate
smashing it for those who imitate
they aint gonna hear ya
say it loud write it with blood
set sail like noah's ark, it's all coming our way
we gonna drown in the flood
get it straight.. shaheed it's all part of fate
deaf.. blind..they aint gonna hear our rhymes
gonna get my words together
it's gonna say more than an army of haters
gonna get our army.. our soilders at war
on a mission... they aint gonna deny the submission
the hate, they aint ognna get it straight
shake their land...shake their brain.. they gotta see it for real
im done with that, we all done... not gonna sit back and chill
you talking about smashing some jaws
shayateen already stabbing 'em with their claws
its more than just flaws
you think it's fun and games... step up at the home plate
you gonna be drowning with humility
for you it's gonna be black faced embarassing.. puh believing in the trinity
I'll slap the words in your face.. for this deen we got vehemence
your so stupid dressing a poodle, between you and that dog there's no difference
send a mad woman with a broom, hit you over the head
it's sad, you still don't get it when you're almost dead
we did our part, i don't got no more time to waste
I'm waiting for my call, death is one thing you gotta taste
ur rejection means nothing to this deen
all ur excuses heard and seen
I don't wanna hear you're sh*t
get lost you selfish git
gonna smash this pie in your face
dude, you're a crack pot disgrace


M1:

I see death around the corner/
the pressure's getting to me/
I no longer trust my homies,/
them phonies tried to do me/
That stick of endo left me paranoid and stressed/
Pack a gat and my vest,/
under my clothes when I dress/
I'll put a slug to them backstabbers chest/
My trigger on the finger, no mercy in my eyes/
Its not like i wanna live my life this way, but i aint got a damn choice/
I got my team behind me, strapped and ready to die/
They patiently waiting for the sound of my war cry/
I charge forward and signal the crew to get this shitt set off/
Squeezing that lead off, i'll blow the dirty kufars head off/
Damn
Brown sugar got me mesmerised/
She so fine, Dear God make her mine/
Shortie be running thru my body like shes poison/
Running out of time
Holdin it down, Keeping myself in line
Still making that dough/
I guess whether I succeed or fail time will only show.......

N/ RE:

people aint realising what's going on today
some just blind and others freaking trying to betray
you got the idiots, wanted to mow down all the kuffar
their hearts either blind or they need guidance - not needed to be run over by a car
the mujahideen fighting out of imaan and taqwa
they aint gone mad, hating on every kuffar stated in some wacked up fatwa
I'm a sistah with pride but humility
I really don't get the point of their words of pity
I got my sword and my intention
I aint gonna waste my breath on their stupid suspicions
I'm rhyming my thoughts to prove a point
those waving a flag 'it's haraam' got no business in this joint
this is how i express my mind's treasure
there's a limit, and my words i measure
haraam aint worth a feather
it weighs more than all of u put together
if you donno what's haraam and not, all i can ay to you, is good riddens
I'm gonna get teh message accross, tell them what islam forbiddens
this probably isn't your idea of a rhyme
but for me it was worth my time
put your gun down for a second
turn around, look at your akhwaat... what they facing aint even what you reckoned
if you're blind, dude it's time to open your eyes, full of lies
get my drift... catch the gist
one who lives always dies
I'm marching with my army
geared, marching one by one calling to the enemy
comanding my soilders, i could call to fire above the ground
turn around
look around
u really donno what u gotta do
fools, they gonna one day scrub the loo
forget them, I aint like them
they the roots... I'm the stem


That was my first battle, so as you can see it was quite raw. I'll post Second battle in a seperate entry Inshallah.

Spice of Urdu III

A bit more of my bakwaas...

waqt hai kahan?
Zindaghi hai kahan?
har lamhay ki pehchaan na mit jaye,
purani baaton ki koi aamiat hi na rahay
...woh waqt door nahin, jab zindaghi aur maut ek hi lagay.



Kehtay Kehtay har lamha bichar jaati hai ~
Apnay Rab kay ghar ko dekh kar nazar ruk jati hai...


is dunya main hummara kon raha?
har taraf dekho tho koi na koi bakwaas karaha
is dunya main hummara kon raha?
koi hai jo kehsakay, hummain samajgaya?
is dunya main hummara kon raha?
koi tha jisse ya baat karsakain?
is dunya main hummara kon raha?
is dunya ka kia karna... jo hai, jo hamesha se hai
Jinhonay har baat suni, jinse bayhad pyaar hosakay
ya zindaghi hai sirf unki waja se, jinhonay dhoka diya unsay kia karna
ya dil aur dunya ajeeb makhlooq cheezain, ahmiat na rahi
tho dunya bhi khatam hogayee

Randomness out of a bit of Boredom

What is pain...

Never did I think it would be true, such power in these delicate words with the use of only a few
Among them shed some light upon my path, seeming as a blur distance
made from such simple material, reeling me in for the unique presence
Presence of such beauty which cannot be seen but identified through similar essence
I felt
I reached
I yearned
alas, destiny had visited on this very night
what once was, had disappeared from every atom's sight
what once was, was never to return again
with one call, was ease from pain


What is love...

love; something so complex and must be approached with caution.
love; A realm of battles and obstacles
love; a leap of sacrifice
love; life time of trust
love; understanding and partnership

love - 'til you've lived with them... shared good times and bad.. happiness and sorrow and you bounce right back up because you got each other's back

Droplet of Timeless Existence

Assalamu Alaikum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatuh

Inshallah the Ummah is in an uplifting and striving state this fine evening.

So this is a poem I wrote today. Took me about 20 minutes :D Alhumdulillah. I'll post the inner-meaning later inshallah - line by line. For now enjoy and contemplate (all comments and feedback welcome, I'm all ears and eyes)

Droplet of Timeless Existence

Thy soul sits at the edge of a stream
Alone, in a solitary distance
Eyes captivating the image with the shadow of a light beam
with the stroke of the hand a formation of ripples and its existence
Upon posing at this specific abode - leaning foward to notice a mirror image
Hands filled with water trickling over the beauty of the face unlocking a cage
With each trickling droplet escaped the poison, refreshing sensation marking years of the past
The reflection mutating the remainder from first to last
A soul of dreaded hope drowning itself in the body of land,
running to dive in the range of water - flowing as a strand
with each leap it weakened
this ghostly figure could battle no more, a self - interrogation led to suspicion of the forthcoming end
revival was of no hope while distance remained
just a drop - the body was unchained
leaping to both feet, standing firmly
identity was gained, yet time fading slowly
Alone, in a solitary distance
only enough to express allegiance in the remainder of the timeless existence
weakness fallen over such revival
at ease - letting go, reaching for survival
Lost but truly found
covered in the earth, six feet beneath the ground
time was only to lend
a gift... the suspected end

-Derived of words-

Ma'salam

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Dash of Inspiration

Assalamu Alaikum Wa Rahamatullahi Wa Barakatuh

The poet himself was a source of inspiration and motivation for my writing and dreams as well Anywho, here's one of his latest poems...

Beautiful Earth

The clouds start to burst and shower us with rain,

The water cleanses the Earth and helps grow the grain.

Hydrogen explosions burn within the sun,

The rays of light hit the Earth at the glory of the One.

The birds awaken us with their supplicating song,

Sweet dew slowly rises after settling all night long.

Soft wind makes its mark with the rustling of the trees,

As the beauty of this Earth makes me drop down to my knees.

So beautiful, so beautiful; I can't comprehend

The beauty of the day as it calmly falls to end.

As the sun slowly sets and the tides start to rise,

The exceptional beauty brings me tears to my eyes.

We may build our skyscrapers, airplanes and cars.

We may build space rockets to investigate Mars.

Make what we wish, but at the end we will find

That the beauty of this Earth is truly one of a kind.

26th April 2006

(c) Tahir Rashid

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I Personally love these two lines

"Soft wind makes its mark with the rustling of the trees,

As the beauty of this Earth makes me drop down to my knees."

What surprises me about this blog is that I think back to my self vow. I vowed never to have a blog,xanga,myspace,etc. but now I have a blog and I'm loving writing in it. The reason for this vow is apparent to others and a mystery to the rest...

Inshallah, I shall be back.

-failure of failure-

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Spice of Urdu-ness II

A bit more of my ghundaghee -

rafta rafta roshni bhoojrahi hai
rafta rafta maut ki nauk haat barharahi hai
is dunya ki har pal preet kar na bhooj jaye
jab sokar utay tho woh pal nazar hi na aaye
wohi pal ka intizaar hai
jab tum naam pukaaro aur hummari hazari nazaar aye
bas wohi pal ha intizaar hai
rafta rafta roshni bhoojrahi hai

Spice of Urdu-ness

I'm into the whole urdu poetry scene - just can't read urdu too well yet (but I can) Something by me -

Main yahan behti kis dunya main ghoom hoon
dheeray dheeray tappak raha hai ya khoon
aasmaan ki taraf dekhti hai ya gulab jaisi ankhain
un nazron se bina neend guzarti hai woh ratain
ek na ek din is dunya se chali
maut bin bulaya maymaan se milnay chali
ek khuaish dil main rahi
peechay palat kay ek baar hi sahi
bolo - ek baar tho boldo
mairay liya jannat ka rasta ek baar phir kholdo
ishi ka intizaar raha mujhay
arsaa hogaya likin na bhool payee main tujhay
ek na ek din is dunya se chali
maut bin bulaya maymaan se milnay chali

-main yahan, maghar zindaghi hai wahan-

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11 Simple Rules

I guess email fowards aren't always stupid, here's one I enjoyed...
Facts of life...

Bill Gates recently gave a speech at a High School about 11 things they did not and will not learn in school. He talks about how feel-good, politically correct teachings created a generation of kids with no concept of reality and how this concept set them up for failure in the real world.


Rule 1: Life is not fair - get used to it!

Rule 2: The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3: You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-p resident with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping: they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent's generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.