my new poem my sad moon

[samiyusuf bestfan]

My sad moon
I was sitting alone in my room
When i was looking to the window
I saw my despressed & sad moon
That night he was so bright and beautiful
For me it was something wonderful
I haven’t done any thing
I just couldn’t stop staring
It took my mind far away
It was something i don’t see every day
I appoached closer to the window

And i said :

Oh my beautiful bright moon
Truly ALLAH excelled you
You are living very high there
And not only that you can see every where
You are living in that silent place
Sure that you feel calm in that large space
I wish if i can share with you this grace
But it doesn’t seem to me that you are happy
You are looking woeful even it’s a great bounty
For me it’s blessing and a wonderful boon
So why you are despressed and sad my beautiful moon?

He answered :

I praise ALLAH for his blessings and this grace
But i’m sure that if you are able to see what i see
You won’t wish to be in my place

It was a shock for me and i was surprised for the answer
Being there with this beauty and dignity i won’t wish better

I asked him :

But what do you see my sad moon ?
What makes you very sad and living in gloom?

He claimed :

I see shocking things every night
They are very terrible and give you fright

I said :

What you said explain your sadness
It must be horrible and atrocious
Tell me more about what you see my sad moon

With a dreary voice he said :

Each time i turn my face from tragic sight
Thinking that i ‘ll see something better somewhere
But as usual i find bad things actually worst
Here is crying child from hunger
And there some youth kill from unger
In a place a father can’t sleep at night
In his mind ; what will i feed
my children tomorrow ?is the question
And another place someone who’s living in sacrosanct
Without making the diffrence between permittion
and prohibition
Where is dignity , integrity and devotion ?!!!!!!!!
What happened to the passed days ?!!!!!
You are muslims ,
What happened to the good ways ?!!!!!!
For your prophet i have been fissured
I won’t be if he wasn’t the chosen one and the beloved
So why you are not following him and his way ?!!!
He is your intercessor in the last day
These words touched my heart
And i couldn’t sleep that night
I promised ALLAH to do something
And i’m determined on fulfilling












i hope that you will enjoy it
salam

[dalia Ibrahim ziada]

Dear sister

How are you? Your new poem is of great and deep meanings. It highly influenced me. You know what you reminded me with a poem I once read and made me feel the same feelings . I wrote it here to read it my sister

It is written by the famous poet Langston Hughes in 1951



What happens to a dream deferred

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?


-Langston Hughes, 1951

[samiyusuf bestfan]

salam sister i missed you so much any way thanks for replaing & i have a small remarque why you ar eth eonly one who replys to my posts i think that we hav epoeple who understand engilsh or is it because of my poem imean that they are not goo denough to be posted here
salam