Blessed Posted March 30, 2007 By Brother Dash The cloak enveloped the breeze on a day made sunny by her complexion A radiant kind of energy or perhaps synergy of mood and disposition She possessed me Enveloped me Cradled me like an orphan babe And then she caught my glance I don't know why I was afraid to say that it was her essence that gave her such a presence That sparked such a desire Not of flesh But of spirit That longing for love She reminded me of He That blew life into She That gave birth to the We That soothes our troubled cries and I tried to avoid the eyes But those eyes pierced the walls of my soul She grabbed and immobilized me Gently choked my jugular and peered deeply "Oh my is that the universe I see in the iris of her soul?" You see it was the essence of her presence that reminded me of love It was the flow of her gait It was the way that she walked It was the way that she talked Though her lips never parted She was purifying water I soooooooo wanted to pray Prostrate to her God That created That stated Paradise was at her feet I was captive to her beauty And I don't mean she was pretty Convinced of my own conviction She questioned my existence And my ego ran for cover Was it the Sun that warmed the wind that kissed my cheeks Or was it the breadth of her aura A majestic, feminine kind of Je ne sais quoi My soul quaked Or perhaps it ached Language is an inadequate conveyor She never said a word Her existence spoke volumes And this moment demanded a reply I was bursting to ask the question Struggling, bumbling, fumbling for the appropriate time Hyperventalaic starts and stops to the question Fear and anticipation gripping my emotion and my right index finger And in the midst of this comical spasm This flotsam, jetsam to and fro She must have heard the words yell from my soul And with the softness of a whisper and almost sweet serenade She said to me simply…Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh "I'm just a Muslimah" source Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mowgli Posted March 30, 2007 I saw him preform last yr and mashaAllah, the brother is full of energy...Cleanse & Struggle also left an impression Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Abyan Posted March 30, 2007 Originally posted by Kimiya: By Brother Dash The cloak enveloped the breeze on a day made sunny by her complexion A radiant kind of energy or perhaps synergy of mood and disposition She possessed me Enveloped me Cradled me like an orphan babe And then she caught my glance I don't know why I was afraid to say that it was her essence that gave her such a presence That sparked such a desire Not of flesh But of spirit That longing for love She reminded me of He That blew life into She That gave birth to the We That soothes our troubled cries and I tried to avoid the eyes But those eyes pierced the walls of my soul She grabbed and immobilized me Gently choked my jugular and peered deeply "Oh my is that the universe I see in the iris of her soul?" You see it was the essence of her presence that reminded me of love It was the flow of her gait It was the way that she walked It was the way that she talked Though her lips never parted She was purifying water I soooooooo wanted to pray Prostrate to her God That created That stated Paradise was at her feet I was captive to her beauty And I don't mean she was pretty Convinced of my own conviction She questioned my existence And my ego ran for cover Was it the Sun that warmed the wind that kissed my cheeks Or was it the breadth of her aura A majestic, feminine kind of Je ne sais quoi My soul quaked Or perhaps it ached Language is an inadequate conveyor She never said a word Her existence spoke volumes And this moment demanded a reply I was bursting to ask the question Struggling, bumbling, fumbling for the appropriate time Hyperventalaic starts and stops to the question Fear and anticipation gripping my emotion and my right index finger And in the midst of this comical spasm This flotsam, jetsam to and fro She must have heard the words yell from my soul And with the softness of a whisper and almost sweet serenade She said to me simply…Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh "I'm just a Muslimah" source Brother, Lower your gaze lol Nice poem Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Blessed Posted March 30, 2007 Glad you like gabdho. Since it's become fashionable to bash, repress and opress [well, they try] hijaabis. It's nice to see a positive poem and from a brother too. I like the way he flipped the rush of emotions that is trigered by the simple hijaab I'm just a Muslimah. Indeed! Idil Armageddon is good too. When he preforms it. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
