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This village is for those of you who appreciate poetry...from Whitman to Rumi, Shakespeare to Frost, from Tupac to Wordsworth, etc. If you love poetry then this is the place for you. Post your own work if you'd like.
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"Allah is Love. Love is Light. Loving intention gains access. Access produces results, or manifestation. Results are the confirmation of Faith. And in order to have Faith, one must Believe."
June 15, 2010 at 12:33am

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Oh, if a tree could wander
and move with foot and wings!
It would not suffer the axe blows
and not the pain of saws!

For would the sun not wander
away in every night?
How could at every morning
the world be lighted up?

And if the ocean's water
would not rise to the sky,
How would the plants be quickened
by streams and gentle rain?

The drop that left its homeland,
the sea, and then returned?
It found an oyster waiting
and grew into a pearl

Did Yusuf not leave his father,
in grief and tears and despair?
Did he not, by such a journey,
gain kingdom and fortune wide?

Did not the Prophet travel
to far Medina, friend?
And there he found a new kingdom
and ruled a hundred lands

You lack a foot to travel?
then journey into yourself!
And like a mine of rubies
receive the sunbeams? Print!

Out of yourself? Such a journey
will lead you to yourself,
It leads to transformation
of dust into pure gold!

-Poem of Rumi-

July 5, 2007 at 3:34am

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I always marvel
Whenever I travel

Because if you don't travel
And extensively explore
How can you open those awaiting doors?
Mysteries always lie waiting to be unraveled

I travel with my eyes
Watching those silently cry
Asking themselves the question why
Someone left them without saying goodbye

I travel with my thoughts
Abundant knowledge I have found and sought

I travel with my pen
To write about children, women and men

I travel with my voice
Speaking sensibly refusing to induce confusing noise

I travel with hope
Believing something new will spring into my horoscope
Whether in Africa or whether in Europe
There is always room, there is always scope

I travel to many places
Mix with different culture and races
Identify tribes by their faces
Everyone I always embrace

I travel with or without money
So please listen to my testimony
Every experience is worth life's journey

I travel with intensive faith
Lavishing love rather than being defensive with hate

Because if you don't travel
How can you grow?
How can you know,
What is beneath the dust and below the gravel?

-Sylvia Chidi-

July 5, 2007 at 3:08am

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There's so much left to know,
And I?m on the road to find out
Well in the end I?ll know, but on the way I wonder
Through descending snow,
And through the frost and thunder
I listen to the wind come howl,
Telling me I have to hurry
But staring out of the window,
into the vastness of the deep black night I wonder, 'Where does the sky end?'
My mind could not penetrate beyond the veil of darkness. Was I alone?

I sing my song, though near,
None can see and none can hear
I seem to wander endlessly
With a hope burning out deep inside
I'm a fugitive; the seconds tick the time out
For this bad, bad world I?m beginning to doubt
I'm alone, and there is no one by my side

Then I found my head one day when I wasn't even trying
And here I have to say, 'cause there is no use in lying, Yes the answer lies within, so why not take a look now?
Kick out the devil's sin, pick up a good book now..

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When you feel all alone in this world,And there's nobody to count your tears,
Just remember no matter where you are..Allah knows

When you're carrying a monster load, And you wonder how far you can go,
With every step on that road you take,Allah knows

With the ups and the downs never fret never frown, Allah knows

May 22, 2007 at 12:34pm

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Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back
I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch'f dirty rats

Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed
And hocus pocus tryin to focus but I can't see

And in my mind I'm a blind man doin time
Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me

Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?
Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin

I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed
And fantasies of my family, in a hearse

And they say it's the white man I should fear
But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here

I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side
Jealousy inside, make em wish I died

Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for
Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door

And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed
And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees

Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God can judge me

February 14, 2007 at 10:36am

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