#ز

[mohsint110]

……..

O Purified Ones (as).. you know im yours

my soul, my tears, my prayer niche

O Purified Ones (as).. you know she is mine

write her upon my tapestry..

and burn all else from her journey

Dear, sincerely and kindly…

if we are to leave soon

Make her our favourite colour

if only you knew,

only if you knew..

[apollos-olives]

i learned this today -> ز i can't spell your name yet i don't know all the letters but i have the first one down 😤

LMAOOOOOO good job i'm so proud of you ♥️ baby steps 🥰

[abdulaziz2026]

(الزاي) فيها خمسة أوجه:-

من العرب من يمدها، فيقول: (زاء)

ومنهم من يقول: (زاي)

ومنهم من يقول: هذه (زا) فيقصرها.

ومنهم من يُنوّن فيقول: (زًا)

ومنهم من يقول (زِيّ) فيشدد.

➖➖➖➖➖

📖 خزانة الأدب ولب لباب لسان العرب: ١/ ١١٢.

[mohsint110]

‎بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَٰنِ الرَّحِيمِ

‎يَسْـَٔلُهُۥ مَن فِى ٱلسَّمَـٰوَٰتِ وَٱلْأَرْضِ ۚ كُلَّ يَوْمٍ هُوَ فِى شَأْنٍۢ ٢٩

55:29

while we were consumed

with the trajectory of the Heavens

ethereal,

an ethereal scent entered our heaven

upon the shackles of destiny

Fate yearned to be seen,

perhaps she never intended to stumble

in this glass house without ceilings

serenity instantly glanced back

Spica, Sirius and Venus

all visit

to yearn

her smile, her eyes, her heart

always make our night

at times

we do mourn our separation

at times

i do celebrate our union

….

you have been my muse

long before the cause of effects

freed you - to me

in the realm of Divine Dominion

We met before, we shall meet again

In-between us .. sit Angels

praising the sincere pen

awaking a majestic end

within the two of us..

ruminates the sacred

we are oceanic in our touch

when we elope..

don’t break the broken

don’t ask me about any familiar chants..

under Her Holy Dome

You are always in our prayers..

..

[mohsint110]

tapestries shackled by visitations known as time

How quick they pass;

how slowly they shine

Desperate for a glance each morning and night

We have been engaged with you:

even if oceans stand as a climb

Scents.

O' those ensouled oceans i find in your eyes

We miss them constantly,

even prayer beads could not break our kind

Perhaps you know, perhaps you don't

We have never been the jealous kind

Poems.. never could we write

for charms or dimes

But for You, my sweet lullaby

devoted to your magnetism,

listened to our broken words have so many Angelic lines

Repetitions in this craving;

has made us lose the sense of signs

You are my treasure,

you are my intoxication

the way you spread your locks

kills us; several many times

I pray to unveil you

under domes made out of stars

We pray to bring you roses

from the most Holy of shrines..

you deserve the loftiest cushions.. seats in the sky

Can you not hear me whisper?

my voice is your mention

even if seperation is all we have in mind

the marks on your body..

are enough as guides

tapestries shackled by visitations known as time

How quick they pass;

how slowly they shine

knowing you is alluring

the garden is beautiful

they say one should merely

appreciate the paintings of life

but we say

You are only Mine.

..

[mohsint110]

another day

another desert

books remain

pages disappear

Sincerely,

since the last dawn

we have never chased miracles

The recipe of others has no taste

we bring our own rain.. our own Sun shine

a flower like you is rare

a traveller like me is usually elsewhere

we do have some unanswered prayers

most of which

begin with you

& end with you

I wonder - while this mud shuffles

How we were once strangers

I was looking for my stranger all this time

How dare destiny write us this late!

at the Gate to the city - with innocent eyes

we begged for knowledge - 11 years ago

Years have passed in a blink of an eye

innocence left, now my chest is always heavy

We were given wings…

our name is mentioned

in places we have never seen

on lips we have never met

We do have some unanswered prayers

most of which begin with you

& end with you

We write litanies in thought

hoping you understand

we have given up much

&

we will burn much more

sleepless nights are easy

…

this yearning is thirsty…

and we are always drinking.

Without me - you used to visit the ocean

every time i think of this

the waves shake

we recite another prayer…

an Angel is born everyday

So many palaces have been decorated

so many mansions have gone missing

I would grant you the keys which

we have intentionally lost

You may or may not understand

There is so much i want to say

there is so much my pen could never explain …

..

you have broken the scale

what is the name of this scent..

[mohsint110]

we came from far away,

further we must go

this spectacle of trees

demands to never please

accompanying this soul

is a light and a shadow

rarely does a pen

show gratitude to what is hollow

in this ocean of words

we have found yours to be of worth

let the clouds part

but never hide from the scent

we are always close,

even when breaths are dense

you can demand with your eyes

many living have begged for this intent

after night falls

and ancient rites are performed

for you we grow roses…

may unmatched loyalty always descend

…

[irq1937]