SWEETSWORDS 89 [ Ramadan Greetings ]

.SWEETSWORDS 89 [ Ramadan Greetings ]
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Poga Humayun Dundiwala
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Bismillah
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When drop of tear is heavier,
Than weight of the sorrow mountain.
When drop of tear is deeper,
Than sea of the pain.
It is the drop that releases,
The pressure of the physical heart.
It is the drop that controls,
The pressure of the spiritual barostat.
When drop of tear is lighter,
Than weight of the drowning dream.
When drop of tear is lighter
Than weight of the rising steam.
It is the drop that quenches
The human thirst.
It is the drop that fulfills
The human heart.
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Poga Says in The Foolington Maze
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When drop of tear is louder,
Than the rumbling thunder.
When drop of tear is quieter,
Than the silent wonder.
It is the drop that subdues
The screaming soul.
It is the drop that submerges
The harrowing howl.
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Mrs Be Aql Khan Usta : In this month of Ramadan,
Those Hindu, Musalman and Christian.
Those who eat and drink,
And still remain empty.
Oh Allah grant them peace
From your endless pity.
Oh Allah show them path of Muhammad,
Sallel Lahu Alahi Wasallim.
Oh Allah grant them the understanding,
To become the Muslim.
In this month of Ramadanul Mubarak,
Those with sealed heart and mental lock.
Those who read and write,
Yet fear the Merciful God.
Oh Allah grant them the knowledge,
From your comforting word.
Oh Allah show them,
The path of Muhammad,
Sallel Lahu Alahi Wasallim.
Oh Allah grant them the understanding,
To become Muslim.
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Mr Barzakh Fitrath Ullah : Fasting is for fit and healthy,
Not for he who is sick.
Salah is for all who is able,
Apart from mentally weak.
These are all good deeds,
Perfected by Kharijikhinjir.
They impose ruthless law,
As the Satanic Wazir.
Now the Ummah of Kharijite clan,
Only Muslim without Iman.
They with extreme path,
Try to practice the middle way.
Yet all the rightly guided,
Muslims scholars will say.
All who just can do Kalimah,
With honest heart and soul.
They too are Muslims,
Who make the Islam whole.
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Mrs Be Aql Khan Usta :To know who are the Shaitan.
Tied by chains,
In the month of Ramadan.
I asked the sleeping passenger,
The travelling man.
He said they are devils,
Who are killed by the brain gun.
Or with the dagger of mind,
So cut theirs throats,
Where ever you can find.
These are the Shaitan of limbo.
So repel them with magical chant,
Abracadabra and mambo jumbo.
When a living man fasts,
It is his living body suffers as needy.
His ego his desires suffers with his body.
His greed lust love and hate.
All must learn to be patience,
All must learn to wait.
All must learn about the appointed hour.
All must learn to wait,
About physical strength and mental power.
Here body suffers,
To comfort the soul.
Therefore when doors of hell and heaven,
Are opened for few but not for whole.
Those who have the life of earth,
But but only to live as the dead.
Those who are in Illiyin and Sizzin, And also in the earthen bed.
And those whose souls are fleeting in gushing winds,
Under attack of eagles claws and deadly fiends.
Or falling in the rocky ravine,
In the deep bellow.
Those evil Atman,
Those evil Shaitan.
Those who are chained,
In the month of Ramadan.
And in Ramadan,
When every dead are given ease,
To all whom Allah please.
In month of Ramadan,
There is no sufferings in graves.
Ease to Ghost and Ghouls in caves.
No suffering for those who live,
In the Illiyin or Sizzin or in Araf.
So in month of Ramadan,
There is less weeping more to laugh.
As from elephant's protruding tooth,
It is stupidity to estimate it’s bite size.
Nor talking birds can contest,
For sing a song prize.
As the living man suffers,
At his living hour.
For sake of unseen Alllah,
He fasts by his will power.
A living man suffers from live hunger and thirst,
For the pleasure of unseen unheard Allah,
He continues to fast.
Yes this is the faithful of Allah.
La Ilaha Illella,
Muhammadur Rasulullah.
Sallel la hu alahi wa sallam.