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Muhammad Bilal Poems
The sky, a peach, the wind, Your ears, your garden chair, Your flowers, your hair, A submission to His will,
The Heart Of A Muslim
One short sleep past to another due, here and there I stand for a chance, my love is blind of the innuendo, a natural disposition inspired with guidance.
Allah Is Above
The emperor of all maladies your own whims and bigotry repel the thieves and revolters desires and wishes perpetrators
God willing, it comes deeply from my heart walking in peace and love, I want more a light of guidance I would rush to fulfill it. Devout my soul I follow blindly, however
It sucked me first into its orbit but the character of this predominance! ? ! No doubt it I labour to admit, open into the fields I may return with grace.
Pain is a reformer a type of review a system to establish, Pain is a preacher whatever it may be he speaks the truth,
Nature is one, created and sustained by one, the delight of my heart, the light of my breast, the roots, which nourish thee and grant the reason, that our minds cannot comprehend the secret.
A Indubitable Day
Another passenger, an indubitable day, the terrorists move is just another in vain, the heart of darkness a truth deny. A confrontation from a sick plan,
I see crowds of people impatient to assume the world, I started to question because I never felt certain, I learn such a vision of the streets a little more than words, at the point where language falls away a whole lot of pain.
Unnatural smiles played by emotions, the look that fools all the generations, everyone is turning into an enemy! The art of war in a modern army.
Comments about Muhammad Bilal
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
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The sky, a peach, the wind,
Your ears, your garden chair,
Your flowers, your hair,
A submission to His will,
The status of a servant,