[SufianA]

<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:View>Normal</w:View> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:PunctuationKerning/> <w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/> <w:SaveIfXMLInvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:IgnoreMixedContent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:Compatibility> <w:BreakWrappedTables/> <w:SnapToGridInCell/> <w:WrapTextWithPunct/> <w:UseAsianBreakRules/> <w:DontGrowAutofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:BrowserLevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" LatentStyleCount="156"> </w:LatentStyles></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]><style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;}</style><![endif]--><p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:View>Normal</w:View> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:PunctuationKerning/> <w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/> <w:SaveIfXMLInvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:IgnoreMixedContent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:Compatibility> <w:BreakWrappedTables/> <w:SnapToGridInCell/> <w:WrapTextWithPunct/> <w:UseAsianBreakRules/> <w:DontGrowAutofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:BrowserLevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" LatentStyleCount="156"> </w:LatentStyles></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]><style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;}</style><![endif]--></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><font size="4"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">The Music of Life</span></font></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br/></p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">No doubt there is true poetry, and there is false poetry. A person who knows many words or phrases may fit them together and arrange something mechanically. But this is not poetry. </p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">Whether it be poetry, art or music it must suggest life. It can only suggest life if it comes from the deepest impulse of the soul, if it does not do that it is dead. </p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">What is it that awakens the soul to this rhythm that brings about poetry? It is something that touches in the poet, that predisposition called Love. </p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">All that is good and beautiful and worth attaining is centred in that one spark hidden in the heart of man. When the heart speaks of its joy, its sorrow, all of it is interesting and appealing. The heart does not lie, it always tells the truth. By Love it becomes sincere, and it is through asincere heart that true love manifests. </p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">One may live in a community where there is always a pastime,amusements, one may live like that for twenty years, but the moment onerealises the movement in depth of one's heart, one feels the whole twenty years were nothing. </p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">One moment of life with a living heart is worth more than a hundred years of life with a heart that is dead. <br/></p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">We see many people in this world who have every comfort and good fortune and everything they need, yet they lead an empty life. Their lifemay be more unhappy than that of one who is starving. He whose soul is starving is more to be pitied than he whose body is starving; for the ones whose body is starving is still alive, but the one whose soul is starving is dead.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Hazrat Inayat Khan - <span style="text-decoration: underline;">the music of life</span> (page 319)</span></p>

This post has been edited by The-Mughal-Sister: 15 December 2011 - 10:27 PM

[The-Mughal-Sister]

This amazing article if you want to call it that has awaken something deep within and I dedicate my next poem to this entire writing, because I truly identify with it.

The Music of Life

I know I’m waiting, yearning for something,
something from somewhere, yet unaware
I hear you calling, calling and asking
what is this something, who is there?

Hopeless and helpless singing and dancing
to this mystery called my life
oblivious and unaware of my inner strife

Sometimes I can’t go on, hold me I’m holding on
I feel so lost and alone
empty and incomplete, what’s going on?

I see the smiles, the faces around me,
yet no one sees me or identifies with me
Stranger to my existence
Trying to fight the deep inner resistance
Crying out yet no one comes to my assistance

My soul is lingering reaching out for something
Something to complete me,
resuscitate me
into the harmony of my life

Until that something, touches me and completes me
unchaining and setting me free
my soul will struggle restlessly like a fish out of water
giving into the responsibilities of life, ready for the mass slaughter

A hollow heart sings to the poetry of love
where it finds solace and release, flying like a beautiful white dove
an empty soul will dance obediently to the tuneless notes of life
and kill the want, the yearn and the strife

I dream of the day where the music will play and no one will hear
a heart complete no one to fear
a hunger satisfied, a thirst quenched, a half becomes whole
a euphoric celebration of a completed soul.

The Mughal Sister

[SufianA]

Mashallah! thank you sister for sharing, and i am glad you liked the passage from the book.

[Know-the-Ledge]

Wow!!

[Fekay]

WOW, good thread digging!!

[Know-the-Ledge]

Fekay, on 14 December 2011 - 09:47 PM, said:

WOW, good thread digging!!

Are you being sarcastic? I'm a bit paranoid today LAL

[Fekay]

Know-The-Ledge, on 14 December 2011 - 09:48 PM, said:

Are you being sarcastic? I'm a bit paranoid today LAL

Nope,i'm serious; it's why i plus oned you.

[The-Mughal-Sister]

Well this is embarrassing, this is a waaay old thread.

I've got a good mind to delete it.

*Hides under her desk*

[Fekay]

The-Mughal-Sister, on 14 December 2011 - 10:39 PM, said:

Well this is embarrassing, this is a waaay old thread.

I've got a good mind to delete it.

*Hides under her desk*

Why is it embarrassing, i don't understand?? Anyway you can't delete or edit it; i'v tried and wanted to edit alot my old posts and it doesn't work. you can't edit aftersome hours i think...

[Fatema-the-resplendent]

Noooooo it's great don't delete it. Old posts are embarrassing, I dare not even look at what I posted previously.

And No its not an invite KTL for you to dig up one of mine.

[Know-the-Ledge]

"A hollow heart sings to the poetry of love..."

Mein khud ko kahin adhura sa mehsoos karta hoon

Na jane kaun chor gya mujhe tameer karte karte

This post has been edited by Know-The-Ledge: 14 December 2011 - 11:03 PM

[Know-the-Ledge]

Fatema-the-resplendent, on 14 December 2011 - 10:59 PM, said:

And No its not an invite KTL for you to dig up one of mine.

That's dug Your Resplendence.

Shall I tell you a joke? I dug, he dug, she dug, they dug...i know it's not a good joke, but it's very deep


I cringe at my pre-ban posts, I was very immature LAL

This post has been edited by Know-The-Ledge: 14 December 2011 - 11:17 PM

[The-Mughal-Sister]

Know-The-Ledge, on 14 December 2011 - 11:01 PM, said:

"A hollow heart sings to the poetry of love..."

Mein khud ko kahin adhura sa mehsoos karta hoon

Na jane kaun chor gya mujhe tameer karte karte

*rubs eyes*

KTL and shairi? Wonders will never cease.

Bruv Fekay, you forget, I is Mod, I can delete my embarrassing past when it comes to haunt me. lol I wish I could do that in real life!

This post has been edited by The-Mughal-Sister: 14 December 2011 - 11:16 PM

[badman]

Salams,

TMS, have you written that? that is great - you should become a songwriter, seriously!! very imaginative, Masha'ALLAH. have you considered writing songs? you should! very good... 5 (Gold) stars.

this is one of my favourites - (written by George Michael - how the hell he is what he is only he knows)


George Michael
Kindness in your eyes
I guess you heard me cry
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

I'm blessed, I know
Heaven sent and heaven stole
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

And what have I learned
From all this pain?
I thought I'd never feel the same
About anyone
Or anything again

But now I know
When you find love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to you
On those cold, cold nights

When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you
When there's no hope in sight

Sadness in your eyes
No one guessed, or no one tried
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

Loveless and cold
With your last breath you saved my soul
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

And what have I learned
From all these tears
I've waited for you all those years
And just when it began
He took your love away
But I still say

When you find love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to you
On those cold, cold nights

When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you
When there's no hope in sight

So the words you could not say
I'll sing them for you
And the love we would have made
I'll make it for two
For every single memory
Has become a part of me

You will always be
My love

Well, I've been loved
So I know just what love is
And the lover that I kissed
Is always by my side

Oh the lover I still miss
Was Jesus to a child

[Desert-Sheikh]

Know-The-Ledge, on 14 December 2011 - 11:01 PM, said:

"A hollow heart sings to the poetry of love..."

Mein khud ko kahin adhura sa mehsoos karta hoon

Na jane kaun chor gya mujhe tameer karte karte

Subhan Allah! Whah, buhat khoob, KTL quoting Urdu poetry:)

It reminds me of my younger brother who once wrote to me a similar verse.

Teri Umeed Par Adhoray Hain
Zair-e-Tamer Masjidon Ki Tarah

[sunniskeptic]

A fair attempt at poetry; I would suggest you read a book on poesy to learn the technical side of rhyme and rhythm.
Still, poetry is a beautiful, magical, thing -- something the Muslim world has still held on to to be proud of!--and
you shouldn't be embarrassed by your past effort. It was okay I'd suggest reading Stephen Fry's guide to poetry, The Ode Less Travelled!

dil phir tawaaf e koo e malaamat ko jaaye hai
Pindaar ka sanamkadah veeraan kiye huwe!
- Ghalib

My heart, again, circumambulates that lane of reproach!
The temple of its' self-respect, desolate !

Or try Keats' Ode to a Nightingale or his La Belle Dames Sans Merci for poetry heaven in English.

[Know-the-Ledge]

DS my spoken and heard urdu is above average, I just become frustrated with roman urdu.

I'm going to do a poetry thread, I can't wait to share something, piecemeal with you all. A couplet of a longer rhapsody every day. In English ofcourse

[badman]

Salams,

@T.M.S did you know Madonna has been heavily influenced by Mevlana Rumi? His Poems have been sung and recoreded by Madonna and many modern day artists. (I read in a report a few years ago) Before 9/11 Mevlana Rumi's book's were (like) best sellers in the U.S eventually being overtaken by The Holy Quran!

[The-Mughal-Sister]

Thank you guys and Brother Badman for your kind words.

Yes I did write that once upon a time, and many more which I have published on this forum, we also initiated a rap thread and all the users got involved, which was fun.
I'm currently trying my hand at Urdu poetry, it's eloquent and beautiful.
Madonna inspired by Rumi? Well I never.

@Brother Sunniskeptic, I am by no means am a poet, I am not even worth the ink in their pots, writing is just a pass time, sometimes it comes good sometimes not, But I will bear in mind those books.

Here is one of my urdu couplets, some may like it some not:

Usne zakhm diye bhi to aise
chot lagi dil par aur nikle ansoo lahoo ke
Haath utay aur deni thi badwa
Magar is dil se nikhli bas un ke liye dua ˙•٠•●♥

[Snoop]

I heard a 'bava' reciting this on youtube.....this was part of what he said...



behayaee de halwe naloo, saag saryoon da changa



beghairat di yaari naloo, sung choore da changa



He was reading in pothwari/saif-ul-malook style...i liked it