#shayr

[getwetintherain]

Mitne ka shauk kise hai?

Mujhe to shaq-e-kamal hai

Logo ke baaton mein ake,

Khud se khafa hone ka

Khud ko bhula Dene ka shauk hai.

-simran

[just-myfeelings-world]

Allah Ki Mohabbat Ke Siwa, Har Mohabbat Ko Zawal Hai.

Rab Ki Mohabbat Ke Illawa Duniya Ki Koi Mohabbat Sachi Nahi,

Aur Rab Asliyat Dekha Deta Hai. Har Rishte, Har Mohabbat Ki.

Phir Wo Sab Kuch Dekha Ker Adami Se Kehta Hai,

"Ab Bata Tera Mere Siwa Kon Hai?

[therobinswayne]

smosh dynamics are so fucking funny to me cuz like.

ian and anthony are obvioulsy the dads but ian and amanda are giving two single parents who are each other's only other adult friends. and arasha and trevor are their children, respectively, of course. those two are giving playground antics and when paired up against anyone else they give teenager alliance. tommy and amanda are married, but tommy is the single wine aunt. amanda and angela are sister wives, angela and chanse are little sister and older brother who pretends to hate hanging out w her but loves it, angela and spencer are twins. spencer and alex are bros, spencer and kiana are besties, spencer and tommy are boyfriends (but in the same way girls who are friends call each other girlfreidns). arasha and chanse are a power duo. courtney and shayre are actually married (in real life outside the bit) and spencer is their third. however damien and shayne are an old married couple and arasha and courtney are newlyweds. amanda is married to both of them, but individually. the older less-regular cast (keith, olivia, damien, etc) are the older cousins who are young adults but regress when they're around their family. erin dougal is ian and anthony's child from their reconnection and courtney was their child from their first time together. shayne is trevor's older brother, but he's ian's little brother. but ian is trevor's divorced deadbeat dad who got partial custody in the divorce from mythical. but arasha and trevor aren't siblings, they're just two best friends who have known each other since diapers.

i just love these people sm and maybe im overly parasocial but i think a hug from a lot of these people would save me.

[qalbtalk]

mujhe yaad hai kabhi aik thay magar aaj hain hum juda juda

woh juda huwe tou sanwar gaye hum juda huwe tou bikhar gaye

kabhi ruk gaye kabhi chal diye kabhi chalte chalte bhatak gaye

yun hi umr saari guzaar di yun hi zindagi k sitam sahe

kabhi neend main kabhi hosh main tu jahan mila tujhe daikh kar

na nazar mili na zubaan hili yun hi sar jhuka k guzar gaye

kabhi zulf par kabhi chashm par kabhi tere haseen o wujood par

jo pasand thay meri kitaab main woh shayr saare bikhar gaye

kabhi arsh par kabhi farsh par kabhi unn k dar kabhi dar badar

gham e aashiqi tera shukriya hum kahan kahan se guzar gaye

[another-delta-lover]

its really damn late where im at so you better shayre what you done did before i pass out /jk

You'll have to find it bc I ain't sharin that

[thoolibul-ilm]

god talk

all this god talk

about paradises so sweet

fruit hanging low on branches

easy to pick

and even easier to eat

all this god talk

of hells infinitely bad

no kindness or mercy

eternal distance from the almighty

for the emptiness within to persist

with no end in sight for relief

but when god really talked

what do we have to say? [something about human responses]

how many times were we called upon to reflect?

to heed warnings and listen to callings

i think it's rather interesting

that the quran tells us it was dismissed as just tall tales

but how can one learn a tale without first listening?

since society back then was mostly illiterate

i used to dislike god talk

the constant threats of eternal damnation

overemphasis on the consequences of sins

it took me years to realize i only disliked the mouthpieces

the ones who use god for human attention

the ones who replicated that to justify their injustice

to me, their words never flowed smoothly

meant to enter one ear and exit the other

but getting stuck in the middle

and being subsequently absorbed

very unlike god's verses so heavenly

an invitation to enter a divine river

to feel the water current on your feet

the quran has always been fluid to me

a knowledge i continued to experience but couldn't embrace

i hadn't learned about the relationship i needed to nurture

see it as more than a mere book

a way of life that exists in many forms

to aim for more and be like rasulullah

(say what everyone? s.a.w)

all this god talk

yet so many refuse to walk

the straight path of the guided

either reading the map incorrectly

or ignoring the signs completely

all this god talk

it used to tire me

present is the expectation to be perfect

bury the struggles and its frequency

how not being able to get everything right

leads to never doing anything

out of fear of self-fulfilling hypocrisy

alhamdulillah things are better now

i had to learn how to tune out the world

turn inward and permit dialogue

between my heart, mind and soul

3 blessings bestowed unto me by the creator

play around with the dial until i find the right frequency

i will never be like musa a.s

the messenger blessed with something so unique

be the one who was directly spoken to

what an honoured position to be in

instead water drips from my body

as my feet head towards the prayer mat

to think in the past i could never say this

i look forward to talk to god

this poem is titled god talk based on the straight path prompt from layl ash shayr

() : audience interaction

[] : intention behind sentence

[abelby]

Abelby: *writing a letter*

To: My Mommy (I don’ts know who yet)

Fwum: Abew (Dada’s wittwe boy, but I wants a Mommy too)

Hewwo Mommy!

I don’ts know who you is yet but I hopes you see dis lettur an’ da pichur card I made wif pinks an’ gwue an’ stickers! It gots hearts on it an’ a goatie I drawed ALL BY MYSEWF!! He go maaahhh not baaa 'cause goaties is diffwent!

I wants a Mommy soooo much. My tummy say so. Not a food tummy—da otha kind dat feews stuff.

I wants a Mommy who:

is nicey and kind and don’ yeww

wuvs aminals like duckies an’ goaties an’ even da stinky ferrets

can cook yummy yums like spagettis an’ pancakes an’ maybe snicky doodle cookies too

tells da bestest beddytime stowies, da kind wif magic an’ huggies

an’ da most most MOST biggie ting… wuvs me foweva an’ neva stops. Even if I has big feewings or make da juice spill.

I can be a good boy! I gots a blankie an’ a stuffy lamb named Woowie, an’ I shayre snacks (cept maybe da gummies, dose is hard to shayre... but I twy!)

Pwease be my Mommy? I’ll draw you more goat pichurs.

Wuv,

Abew

Abel: *seals the letter and picture in an envelope and takes it to his mailbox, and after some struggle to get the mail into the box, he puts the envelope in* I hope Mommy gets it soon! *hurries back inside*

[paulgadzikowski]

the privlejd rich did not get ther by giving prof fits up to shayr

for workers' fair shayr 2 be wun u must seez meens of production

I misread something as saying "under communism, you'll be mooing and you'll like it"

and now I want to read more about this bovine stalinism. please tell me of Comrade Cow.

[muhammadankhadim]

From Muhammadan Way app. Links are provided below

Sare koyea beland, faryad kardam

‘Ali Shayre Khuda, raa yaad kardam

‘Ali Shayre Khuda, dardam dawa kun

Munajate mara, pishe khuda kun

سر کوی بلند، فریاد کردم

علی شیر خدا، را یاد کردم

علی شیر خدا، دردم دوا کن

مناجات مرا، پیش خدا کن

On a top of a high mountain, I called upon Imam ‘Ali (as), the Victorious Lion of Allah (AJ). O victorious Lion of Allah (AJ), I beg you to relieve me from my pain and take away my difficulties. Please intercede for me and convey my prayers to Allah (AJ) and ask Allah (AJ) to forgive my sins and shortcomings.

Reference: Muhammadan Way App

ScreenName: PERSIANNAAT

Title: Ya Shahe Mardan

§: 1

Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.nurmuhammad.muhammadanway&hl=en_CA&gl=US

Apple Store: https://apps.apple.com/us/app/muhammadan-way/id1244297852

[getwetintherain]

Badle kafile Mehfil-e-khusn hai badle, Tum kehte ho takdeer nahi badalte, Jab badle hai khu Qalam-e-Qaza se likhne wale

-simran

[just-myfeelings-world]

Doob kar teri aankhon mein

Ghark humne zindagi karli

Ek fakat tere pyaar ke liye

Saari duniya se dushmani karli

[sayyedsabeelali]

Tujko mare alfaz nazar nhi aate

Likhi tare liye gazal to tujhe shayr samj nhi ate

Kaha se laye tare liye wo kagaj jo tum mare jazbaat samj jate

Iss kadar jahil bane firte ho

To faad dena nikah k wo panne

Kadena mujko dastakht bhi nhi ate

[warishaaa]

Tum kehte ho tumhe gajre pasand hai

Fir na jane q phoolon se darte ho

Pyar toh mujhse karte ho

Par jatane se ghabrate ho

Chahte toh ho chand pal or bitana

Par rokne se itrate ho

Tum raat ke deewane ho

mai bhor ki mit ti chandi jaisi

Tum jagamagate jugnu jaise

Mai sheher ke dhool ki chaap hu

Tum naye daur ka aagaz ho

Mai wahi poorane Gharon ki goonj

Tumhe roshni ki parakh hai

Mai andhere galiyon me

Toote chat se girti barsaat

Tumhe bhari dopehri kadak chai ki aas rehti hai

Mai thandi lassi hath me liye Tumhe

tapri pe kahaniya bunte dekhti hun

Tumhe angrezi gane pasand hai

Mai wahi abhi na jao chorkar

Ke Dil abhi bhara nhi gun gunati hun

Mai sard ki os ki boonden jaise

Tumhare gadi ke kaanch par har raat tumhara intezar karti

Or tum aakar sabse pehle mujhe hi Mita dete ho

Mai waqt ke kaato pe paband

na jane q tumhe dekh tham jati hu

Mai ret si bikhri hui

Kabhi Jo thak ke sir rakh do

Tumhare geele zulfon me phas jati hun

Mai Ghar lautte paun ki aahat

Tum door guzarti rail ki awaaz

Mai sanjh ki pehli dastak

Tum sawere uthe bacchon ki kilkaari ho

Tum patango jaise ho.

Tumhe udna pasand hai

Par Dori hamesha mujhe deke jate ho

Tum kehte ho dard or pyaar logo ko dikhta nhi

Par aakho me sailab leke palke jhapkate ho

Or har Roz mujhe samay nikal ke neend se uthate ho

Mai har din ki saaari choti baatein

Tumpar bina puche barsaati hu

Par tum kehte ho sunna pasand hai tumhe

Or shayr toh mai hu hi.

Mujhe hamari nazdikiyon se zyada

Hamare alag andaaz pasand hai

Roz subha uthke tumhe hi har baar chunna pasand hai

Sath chalna tumhari fitrat hai

Naye raaste dhundna meri aadat

Purane sabhi raston par

Hamari parchhayi hamesha hamse aage chalti hai,

Shyd q ki unhe takrana aata hai

Warna toh hamare hatheliyon ke beech ek poora zamana aata hai

[shayriara]

Sabar

सब्र कर बंदे वक़्त तेरा भी आएगा

रुसवा करने वाला मनाने भी आएगा

वक़्त लगता है मगर खुदा सुनता जरूर है

पैर काटने वाला खुद पैरो मे गिरने भी आएगा |

Sabar kr bande waqt tera bhi aayega

Ruswa krne wala manaane bhi aayega

Waqt lgta hai magar khuda sunta jrur hai

Pair katne wala khud pairo me girne bhi aayega..

- Krishna sharma (कृष्णा शर्मा )

[rishonraazi]

[justnehanthings]

Shaheen pakarh le zara si hawa ko

Toh udta hai buland, magar ghaur kijiye

Jo udna hi hai toh mohabbat kar ke kyun?

Tajurbey se keh raha hun, nasha koi aur kijiye