personal poem of Morocspeare

[Morocspeare]

Behold the days of the star
The coming of the shining savior
The ignored prophet's kinship gladiator
Many tsars and empires
Atrocity weapons of fires
Will demolish and perish
Zionists and crusaders superiority will finish
Perhaps reign of love and harmony
Truly freedom is just a ceremony
Men free and their family
From Racism and slavery
We don't want no leaders of supremacy
No superpower games over humanity
Freedom was and will always be
Rescue the Muslim mother and her babe
Our lands by forces of Evil occupied
Yet only few mujaheddin have joined?
Fake generosity and dreams
Western publicity evil teams
Muslims locked up in detention
Our mind and souls need protection
What will you say to next generation
Dead bodies and war fabrication
Iraq is an example of your freedom fiction
No men shall live eternal
No rain ,no energy obstacle
In tribulation time we believe
Destabilization and conflicts we live
The master is always alive
We have to let go to survive
Oh Allah most merciful
Help us against the cruel
So we defeat the wrong doer
And grant us jannah for ever
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Ameen ,Happy Ramadan and Laylat al Qadr!

[Morocspeare]

wanted to say happy birthday
Oh Ali My Imam and Wali

a good morning every day
the day you reappear ya mahdi

I saw you in my dream again
peace upon your houshold and me

I couldn't take you off my brain
I will send them a prophet like into thee

the more time the more insane
our Fighters stand ready like the bee

shall I pray to be near your plaine
in heaven a shining face I will see

is this life a joy or full of pain
without you Mohamed I do not want to be

wish you happy Rajab and Ramadan
Oh Allah I'm begging for your mercy again

[Morocspeare]

'm the shining star
not a king or a tsar

a warrior that wins
demons with wings

a warrior that loses
and with honor dies

that is my life here
my goals are there

bounties of hereafter
turn your face or ignore

a star is a curse of before
not obeying the Lord's messengers

is a wrath that open's evils doors
Ramadan is mercy

Rajab is Allah's holly
month alone no trinity

Live and leave with dignity
hypocrites sweet talker acting

to enter your soul game hunting
avoid such person for your destiny

chose humbleness and fidelity
I had to trust thee

you ain't fooling me
I know the land is free

beautiful roses and tree
enjoy them until you see

darkness of the grave
there you shout my brave

If you think you are sane
by leaving the star in pain

a disaster without a light
no place could be bright

I saw when you were insulted
but you still go there humiliated

just because i was soft
intimidation I never taught

you would go for the low
my lord's goodness i borrow

there is a hope in every day
I will for me and you pray

if it's not you my soul mate
get out of my brain this date

you never knew i could
have duties that i should

forget your nice message
check yourself what stage

trips words and corrupted lies
I could be near any times

[Pendragon]

You have beautiful poetry. I of course cannot understand everything in it, but I know good poetry when I read it.

May Allah smile upon thee

Pen

[symphony]

Being an inhabitant of Bangladesh, an Islamic country, I sort of understand most of the terms used here. U have some wonderful lines up there, Morocspeare. Quite nice overall.
:) And oh, Happy Ramadan to u too. I believe it starts this september?