By Elizabeth

                                          

"Pilgrim On A Journey"

I.

I am a pilgrim on a mission's journey

   my life is an open book to everyone I meet

       the end I still can't see for my tavern

            is hidden in a deserted place only embedded in my mystic dreams.

II.

From each road I traversed on

   I met extraordinary people from an ordinary world we inhabit

     a vagabond touched my life with his stories of life's bitter-sweet scenes

         a lonely soul pierced my heart for the longing to find himself

             in a whirlwind of maze-like obscurities on his every path....

III. 

The question is always the same, "where is my place in this world?"

    where can I finally find myself for I have been lost a dozen of lifetimes before

       with the cyclical reincarnation of my perturbed soul

          Can you please tell me where is my true home?

                

                Your true home is a place where your dreams turn into reality

                Where heaven and earth meet at the far, distant horizon

                When you follow the voice of the Almighty

                He can show you the way with each of your life's journey.

           

                You will never be lost again on a road less traveled

                For when realization sets in, you'll just keep on rememberin'

                He was the One who has been there for you

                Your fears and doubts will leave the fortress of your heart

                If only you know the one who you can turn to. 

IV. 

People come, people go as you journey in life, it's inevitable sometimes one has to go

       Just like the changing seasons, each person can enter your life and take you to another realm

          Spring showers you with beauteous blossoms and Fall lets leaves kiss the ground

             what matters is in every chance encounter, your life made a turn-around...

V. 

In your journey through life as you meet different people along your path

 You can either teach them and touch their lives like no one ever did before

        Or you could be the one to learn lessons that will be left embedded in your heart

   But goodbye is inevitable like the chapters of a book, the time comes when things have to end...

 

 Elizabeth Esguerra Castillo Copyright 2014, Philippines 

I hope this would be fine. Thank you so much dear Aziz and more power! Take care! 

Elizabeth 😊

بقلم عبد الالاه ابو ماهر

                       

اليوم   الحروف   تحترق  في  افران  الصداقة  لتضيء  عقولنا واكبادنا
وتغذي بها  افكار   الغير   من خلالها    نجد  ثورة   الذات  مع  المعرفة    التي  تنيرها   الحياة 
وهل   عرفتم  الآن   ما هي  التحفة  التي  تساوي   كل  أموال    الدنيا   
انتم   انتم   أحبتي  لا تقدرون  بثمن  ....
مبارك    لكم   هذا  التكريم 
الكاتبة    السورية   غيداء  صبح
جاْئِحَةٌ ...

أَ مِنْ وَبَاْءٍ نخَاْفُ
وَ لَنَاْ رَبٌّ يغْفِرُ
و رَسُوْلٌ يََشْفَعْ

أَمْ منْ ذُنُوبٍ
إِقْتَرَفْنَاْهَاْ
وَ مِنْ خَشْيَةِ الْلّٰهِ
ٌعُيُوْنُنَاْ تَدْمَعْ

عَلَيْنَاْ بالْإِحْسَاْنِ
لِلْإِِنْسَاْنِ
فَ بِهِ دَرَجَاتُنَاْ تُرْفَعْ

عنْدَ اللهِ ، فَهُوَ الْكَرِيْمُ
وَ عَْطَاْؤُهُ دَاْئِمَاً أَوسَعْ

لَاْ ضَيْرَ فِيْ جَاْئِحَةٍ
فِيْهَاْ صَبرُنَا يرْتَعْ

نَنَاْلُ منْهَاْ
بالْحَيَاْةِ أَجْرُ شهَاْدَةٍ
وَ عند الْمَمَاْتِ
لله المرجع

شُهَدَاْءَ ، بِجَنَّةٍ
مَاْ لَاْ عَيْنٌ رَأَتْ
وَلَاْ الْأُذُنُ لِمِثْلِهَاْ تَسْمَعْ

عَجَبِيْ لِأَمْرِكَ يَاْمُسْلِمُ
فَصَبْرُكَ بِالْضَّرَاْءِ
لَكَ يَشْفَعْ

وَ بِالْشُكْرِ
فِيْ الْسَرَّاْءِ رِزْقٌ
وَ حَيَاْةٌ تَتَوَسَّعْ

 قَالْهَاَ
نَبِيُّ الْرَّحْمَةِ مُحَمَّدٌ
الْشَاْفعُ الْمُشَفّعْ

فَطُوْبَىٰ لعَبّْدٍ
كَانَ صَدْرُهُ
لِلْصبْر أَوْسَعْ

وََ لَاْذَ بِالْرَحّْمٰنِ
ثُمَّ نَاْجَاْهْ وَ لَهُ تَضَرَّعْ

22/4/2020
..... بقلمي .....
_ عبدالإله أبو ماهر _
    سوريا - حمص
________________
pandemic ...

  We are afraid of an epidemic
  And may God forgive us
  And a messenger intercede

  Or from sins
  We gave them up
  And from the fear of God
  Our eyes shall be tearful

  We have good deeds
  For man
  With it our stairs shall be lifted

  With God, it is generous
  And his bid is always broader

  There is no harm in a pandemic
  In it our patience is terrified

  We get from it
  In life, the reward of a witness
  And at the dead
  For God we shall return

  Martyrs, paradise
  No eye she saw
  And the authorization for the like is not heard

  My wonder about your Muslim country
  Your patience is bad
  Have intercession

  And thanks
  There is provision in the room
  And life expands

 He said it
  The Prophet of Mercy Muhammad
  The preemptive intercessor

  Blessed are servants
  His chest was
  For patience wider

  And with mercy
  Then he escaped and gave him supplication

  4/22/2020
  ..... with my pen .....
  Abdul Ilah Abu Maher _
 Syria - Homs

By Gelda Castro

                      

whole

being brights
by pure wishes
making the other shine
inside

Inside
clear core
also you receive
grace become well being
gift

Gift
the giver
irradiating pure intentions
overflow in deep peace
heartly

Heartly
tight ties
join kind souls
becoming human being
entire

©Gel Poetry Garden 🌹

قصيدة حلم.لشاعر القيود

اشتقت كما اشتاق البدر ....انوار الشمس لتبديه.

واشتقت كما ورد عطش.بعض القطرات لترويه.

واشتقت كقيس ليلاه........من عمق البعد تناديه.

قلبي مشتاق لحروفك....كي يحيى منك فحاكيه.

يالحن الصمت غزى عمري.يالحن خلود تشديه.

ياطيفا ان غاب فعيني.......تبقى بالدمع تناجيه.

فكري كم بات المشغول.والوجد العابث يضنيه.

جسدي مسموم من حزني..انت الترياق فداويه

يا املا يحيي لي قلبي .عودي يا املي واحييه.

ياحلم العمر فهل ياتي.....يوم ذا الحلم الاقيه؟

من شاعر القيود اجمل الاوقات

By violeta Marquez

                                          

Autora: Violeta Marquez.
         English version below.
Re visit.

Fría yo?

Tal vez violeta respira cada amanecer.

Porque mi vida es única!

Tal vez no sé, si duermo pensando mis propios sueños.

Podría poner en escritura mi vida completa.

Pero deberíamos?

El reto es ser y vivir tus propios momentos!

Podrán ser remolinos y tempestad, pero si tu vida fluye a tu imaginación de lo que tú crees! Así es.

La vida puede ser corta o larga, solo sigue y vuelve a vivir una y otra vez en esta vida divina.

La loquera para los demás es expresión de tu corazón.

Vámonos a seguir este camino, no cargues maletas ni ropa, la vida es ahora!

Manifiestate siempre tú, eres y sientes eso es vivir.

La vida es tan rara, pero no mala vive tu momento como quieras pero siempre manifiesta que te duele o que te da alegría, la vida es una y única.

Universidad de la vida es más intensa!

© violeta Márquez
Fotografías tomadas por violeta.

Todos los derechos reservados.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Author : Violeta Marquez

Cold me?

Maybe violet breathes every sunrise.

Because my life is unique!

Maybe I don't know, if I sleep thinking my own dreams.

I could put my full life in writing.

But should we?

The challenge is to be and live your own moments!

They can be swirls and tempest, but if your life flows to your imagination of what you think! That's right.

Life can be short or long, just follow and come back to live again and again in this divine life.

The shrink for others is expression of your heart.

Let's go this way, don't load bags or clothes, life is now!

Always be you, you are and feel that is living.

Life is so rare, but not bad live your moment as you want but always manifest that it hurts or that gives you joy, life is one and unique.

University of life is more intense!

© Violeta Marquez
Photography taken by Violeta.

All rights reserved.

By Joanna Svensson

                                             

THE CLOCKMAKER OF TIME

The clockmaker of time
The clockmaker of light
Has shown me my lifetime
On the clockface of the horizon

I saw an intense light
Shining oh, so bright
A light that sparkled
With energy so strong and bright

A light that led to
Another parallell world
The clockmaker of time and light
Showed me the clockface of time

And that's when he saw
That my time was not due
I felt no anxiety
I did feel no fear

I did feel no fear
For the unknown
It felt so secure
In a way - just to know

That when my time has come
The clockmaker of time
Will take me
and lead me there

There where my new time
is waiting
The time that is always
preplanned
In the closed unit circuit
of life
Where energy just doesn't
vanish into
Thin air - it transforms
into higher
Transforms into higher energy

Oh, I am so thankful
For just having seen
My all bright new picture of life
I am so thankful
For have being shown
Just what awaits me there!

©® Joanna Svensson
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Aziz-Very Dear
Friday,24th April 2020
By Hasmukh Mehta

                         

What makes I.F.C.H. so special?
is it because headed by competent individuals?
or on the base, it has been made to blossom
like flower's fragrance coupled with wisdom

To President, the organization is Aziz (very dear)
as his mind has worked on some thesis
with noble input running like blood in veins
I.F.C.H has clearly emerged in field and defined

"the creativity" and "humanity " both are precise words
and both are Aziz* to lord
on this holy earth, if that dream is realized
human beings may certainly be obliged

with little tragedy elsewhere
our heart is filled with fear
and to reach near
it needs bold approach here

it is now our duty to take the work ahead
build new concept in life with and remain well read
it is the thrust that has to be made with vigor
then only, I.F.C.H. in true terms will earn an honor

Hasmukh Mehta