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Nizzar Qabbani och hans irakiska fru

Nizzar Qabbani en av de stora arabiska diktarna, var gift med en irakiska.. Liknande inlägg:Inga liknande inlägg

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The five underneath the cloak

The five underneath the cloak  By: Aya Faylee Underneath the Yamani cloak, the prophet let his family stay  Peace be up on their pure souls, to heaven they are the only way Underneath that piece of cloth, Mohammed made an … Continue reading

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Ali Ali when his name reach my ear

  Ali , Ali when his name reach my ears, away go the sadness, anger and fear. The bad has turned into good in my tears. I been blinded from the truth for to many years. He has past on, … Continue reading

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The Road to Brightness

The road to brightness Aya Faylee It took me years, to face my fears Lost many days, to find new ways I steped on many soils seeking a challange Walked different paths, searching for knowlegde Untill one day, A name … Continue reading

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The Patience of the shias

The patience of the shias…Daily attacks in Iraq, Syria, Libanon and Pakistan. Daily shias are slaugthered, and while our sunni sibblings follow leaders who call for jihad, and the slaughter of the shias, we still keep on, dreaming, speaking and … Continue reading

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What fortunate people we are

What fortunate people we are…We got Muhammadaa and Fatimaa..We have Ali and Hassan and Hussaina… We got the 12 Immas the 14 masooms. What fortunate people we are…We got Badr and Khaibar and Kerbalaa.. We got the first and the … Continue reading

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Do not say Shia are the lovers of Ali

A poem from the Lebanese Christian poet, Paulo Salamah on Imam Ali(as).. Do not say Shi’a are the lovers of Ali! For in every impartial human there is a Shi’a… The truth has ignited inside the Christian, Until of all … Continue reading

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De frågade tiden

سألوا الزمان : اين الحق ؟ قال : دفن مع علي ، وأين الإحسان ؟ قال : ذهب مع علي ، وأين العدالة ؟ قال : غابت مع علي ، وأين الأمان ؟ قال : ضاع بعد علي ، وأين … Continue reading

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Break your heart

You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens. Du måste fortsätta krossa ditt hjärta Tills det öppnar sig. ~ Rumi Liknande inlägg:Inga liknande inlägg

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Its calling

Its Calling..Kerbala is Calling..Its shouting..Kerbala is Shouting..Happy is he who has seen the land of Kerbala..and happy is he who has shed a tear for Hussaina… Glad tidings for the lovers of Ali…They are the chosen ones..the happy ones..the victorious … Continue reading

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Be Taha – Bästa dikten ever!!!!

Jag brukar inte bli hänförd så här, men den här dikten slår allt jag hört på mkt mkt mkt länge..vilken musik vilken skit..lyssna och smaka på orden!!   Liknande inlägg:Inga liknande inlägg

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Ramadan 2012 – Sorrow and Grief

En av de bästa dikter jag läst (skrevs av en vän till mig). Snart, medan han var på väg till bönen, så märkte Imam Ali a.s, att profetian som Profeten Muhammed (s.a.w) hade uttalat, var på väg att besannas. Snart … Continue reading

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My thoughts in the morning

Vaknar, har missat dricka vatten, borsta tänderna eller göra imsaak..då blir jag yr av kärlek I am at peace with who is at peace with you.. I am at war with who is at war with you.. I hate who … Continue reading

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There he stood

There he stood..on the hills of Kerbala, at the banks of Euphrates, on the land between the two rivers. He stood all alone, waiting for destiny to fullfill itself. There he was, lost brothers and sons and soon also his … Continue reading

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Världen

Dikt, mkt vacker, måste vara shia för att förstå… Liknande inlägg:Inga liknande inlägg

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