English Poems Written by PF Members

[Laila]

^ Good one.

Thanks, HandsomePashtun!

Ummmm wrong fellow Que

[Roshina]

nice poems. I'll try to share mine.

Oh yeah? Where are they?!

[Roshina]

Ummmm wrong fellow Que

OH MY GOD!! lollllllll... hahaha! I think I know how that happened. See, that day, HandsomePashtun commented on my wall regarding the poem, and - besides - I ALWAYS confused HandsomePashtun with UnhiddenTruth

k, I'll edit my post now lol

[Roshina]

Yaa Pishogai!!! Would you please share the poem already? :D

[Sheenka]

Your English poems, folks! (The other thread was/is actually for our Pukhto poems :D Let's reserve this for English only. And written BY PF members, k?)

im really proud of u qrratugai sis keep it Mashallah u r doing great job

[Roshina]

im really proud of u qrratugai sis keep it Mashallah u r doing great job

lol ... that's sweet of you to say, guley! Thanks I try, I try! lol

[IamDZJ]

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[Manzareh]

A poem i made of a man from his birth till death

He'l be born into the world cleaner then when he will be leaving,
the mothers screaming and the father is cheering,
but the athaan played in his ear is the first thing that he'l be hearing,
the news of a baby boy is what everyone is receiving!
not knowing that one day for this person theyl be grieving..
born crying but no sadness around,
a chance is given for him to be smiling when they bury him in the ground,
or maybe its a story of a man that is hell bound.

Throu youth father cared and mother had sleepless nights...
keeping the love for ther child strong as nail
for the wish of a son to care for them when theyre old and frail,
but soon hes starting to fail,
just watch how he'l thro the love off the rail.
now hes not listening to his parents,
hed rather experiment, smoking drugs to fit in with no hesitence,
skipping dinner at 7, no more family hugs at 11 and no more bedtime storys from mum on how to get to heaven,

Now everyday in school hes in a fight,
listening to the influence and making rong into the right,
father and mother stressing at everysight,
but he just keeps coming home in the middle of the night,

Mum and dad are alone again now,
they wud do anything to stop him but they just dont no how,
living youth to the fullest without a care, ignoring god but god still remains near,
living like a game,
and being with girls,earning money that would make people turn insane,
living life to the fullest..

Hes reached his peak with everything in the world, and everything unique
he's made Success of the world his obsession, a deadly weapon,
but not for the good..its an evil direction.
all through life he's dreamed of being a leader,
is he trying to act like god the feeder!?!

Now hes old and and remembers the care,
needs mum and dad again but they aint there..
prays a litle for what its worth,
but what else can he do apart from wait to be buried in the earth?
dust is blown off the quran and the prayer mat still looks brand new..
but doesnt feel satisfaction in worship as what else can he do?
he feels shivers wen the angel of death passes by, itl hapen to me and you..

Hes helpless now and cant believe whats happening,
the strong young care free days went as fast as lighning!
just as time is moving slow..SUDDENTLY its time to go,
heaven or hell? only Allah will kno....

[IamDZJ]

meh, i don't bother myself with reading stuff that long. you also didn't have to summarize it in the title.

[Manzareh]

meh, i don't bother myself with reading stuff that long. you also didn't have to summarize it in the title.

First of all the topic wasnt made especially for you, its for everyone so i dont think you have the right to say whats long and whats short, and i dont care wether you read it or not your a nobody to me. secoundly reading is good for you, you should try it more often, and thirdly i put a title on it because i felt like it.

[Manzareh]

Thanks aseer ;-D