you are dead

you are dead

The shadow called the body and said, now you are immovable and I am under you, it means you are dead. Now you can see the truth and the white lies. Look, soonest you are incapable others become powerful. Non-relatives have become rich by embezzling your wealth. Maybe they’ll burn you or bury you in the ground. If you want, you can no longer use your willpower. You can no longer strive for self-preservation. Then you were self-absorbed in self-satisfaction, now you are introspecting but there will be no self-purification. You were so selfish that you could not see Azrael.

© Mohammed Abdulhaque

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we only die once

Only humans can control the fire in the earth’s environment to be benefited, and knowingly kills innocents to gain wealth. Despite knowing the truth we are hurrying to be wiped out. I see in insight, for wealth and power we are accustomed to unjust oppression and forget about heaven and hell. I want to say aloud, we are human and we only die once. I know not everyone believes in the last judgment, but I can say with confidence, we all know after death our bodies will be reduced to dust.

© Mohammed Abdulhaque

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Price of happiness

Price_of_happiness

Let poetry be the price of happiness, this will reduce the forfeit of grief. Happiness will never flow again in tears. I love to smile, I like to cry during prayers. When tears fall at the feet of the Creator, sorrow turns into happiness, the mind becomes pure. The simplest method of self-purification is to worship in solitude.

© Mohammed Abdulhaque

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Slave of greed

Slave_of_greed

Then they made another deadliest and ugliest bomb because they wanted to be powerful. His or hers or maybe their grandchild is starving. The only child is dying yet no one cares. All they want is more power to humiliate humanity, and this is despicable. We know we are the slave of greed and mortals are working very hard to kill the mortality.

© Mohammed Abdulhaque

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