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 Mar 2
JAMIL HUSSAIN
Beyond the stars, beyond the sky,
Where galaxies in silence lie,
Beyond the Solar System's glow,
Where endless constellations flow.

A Light transcends the cosmic sea,
A flame from realms of mystery.
In niche so deep, unseen, untold,
A lamp does glow with light of gold.

Encased within a glass so pure,
Its brilliance ever to endure.
A star, a pearly, trembling gleam,
A light that whispers, dreams that beam.

Not born of east nor west's embrace,
Yet shines within a boundless space.
Beyond the galaxies that spin,
Beyond the Universe’s skin.

Beyond all creation, time and place,
A light that fills the endless space.
The source of all that ever was,
A truth beyond all earthly laws.

From olive tree, so blessed and bright,
The oil ignites the endless night.
Untouched by flame, it flickers true,
A glowing fire, yet always new.

Light upon light, a sacred dance,
In endless glow, no time, no chance,
For in His light, the worlds align,
Eternal, vast, divine, divine.

A truth beyond all mortal reach,
A radiance bright, no words can teach,
His light, His love, beyond the skies,
Is where the soul in union flies.

Beyond the bounds of time and space,
Beyond all realms, beyond all grace,
A flame eternal, burning bright,
A luminous force that guides the night.

God's light is in Surah An-Nur (24:35):
"Allah is the Light of the heavens and the earth. The example of His light is like a niche within which is a lamp, the lamp inside of glass, the glass as if it were a pearly white star, lit from [the oil of] a blessed olive tree, neither of the east nor of the west, whose oil would almost glow even if untouched by fire. Light upon light. Allah guides to His light whom He wills. And Allah presents examples for the people, and Allah is All-Knowing of everything." (24:35)
Beyond All Realms, His Light Shines 02/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
 Mar 2
JAMIL HUSSAIN
The veil is now lifted, the truth shining bright,  
In the heart’s quiet ache, thou art my light.  

O' journey of love, both sorrow and grace,  
In seeking thy face, I find my true place.  

Through shadows I wander, through darkness I roam,  
Yet thy love is my compass, my heart is thy home.  

A flame doth arise, both gentle and fierce,  
In the depth of my soul, thy touch doth pierce.  

Each whisper of wind, each star in the sky,  
Speaks of thy presence, so near, yet so high.  

The river of time flows steady and wide,  
Yet thy love is eternal, my constant guide.  

O' eternal affection, both tender and bold,  
In thy sweet embrace, I am young, I am old.  

In every breath, in each soft sigh,  
Thy love is my anchor, my wings to fly.  

The veil is now gone, thy truth I behold,  
In thee, O' my love, all mysteries unfold.
Veil of Eternal Love 02/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
 Mar 2
JAMIL HUSSAIN
In the hush of time, where shadows do align,  
Thy words resound, like a sacred sign.  

An eagle I stand, though wings yet unformed,  
In the winds of trial, my spirit is warmed.  

The acid of hardship, with fury doth bite,  
Yet in its cruel grasp, I find my might.  

My scars, like jewels, shall crown me with pride,  
For each one whispers of the battles I've defied.  

Behind veils of hatred, where cold winds do sweep,  
I forge a new tongue that the world cannot keep.  

A language of truth, where love's purest art,  
Speaks the deepest secrets of the undying heart.  

Though fate may seem barren, its hand cruel and still,  
I bend it to my will, and my soul shall fulfil.  

For destiny’s course is not set in the stone—  
I carve my own path, and I stand alone.  

O' voice of righteousness, whose fire doth burn,  
In thy light, I rise, in thy wisdom, I turn.  

I gaze in the mirror, and see with clear sight,  
A place of my making, where courage takes flight.
The Call of the Eagle 02/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
Mass shootings of morality
Guns make the man
Massacre happily
Ignorance leading the blind
Another casualty
Johnny has issues
He’s got an AR15
Arm everyone!
(EUREKA!!!)
Because more guns are just what we need!!!!!
Who gives a **** about Johnny and his mental instability
He’s got a gun!
It’s semi-automatic
That’s all he’ll ever need
Semi-automatic
Everyone will bleed
A few hundred rounds
He kills responsibly
A few hundred rounds
Watch as the children bleed
Just another day in America
How many more guns do we need?
This poem is and attempt at channeling my anger towards guns and the guns rights lobbyists after recent mass shootings, specifically after Uvalde, Texas.
I want to THANK YOU!
Thank You
I truly do
I would not be here without my you
Living and learning to love as we go
I am your John
You my Yoko
Without love
Lost and wondering
Just to lonely souls
We are better together so the story goes
When things get crazy
I promise to never let you go
I will follow you down
Wherever you may go
We’re chasing everlasting love with its magical glow....................  
Never again will my heart be alone
We danced in the rain
         Laughing away so much pain
               A good friend we lost
I saw my future there that day
She walked right up to me and said an enthusiastic “HEY!”
I held my breath
What a beautiful way
I fell in love that day
Summer heat
Barefoot running on a blacktop street
Lazy days
Swimming pools
summer vacation
There is no school
12 years old
To be again
One more time till the summer ends
 Mar 2
JAMIL HUSSAIN
O’ Supreme One, Whose grandeur fills the skies,  
In the infinite radiance of Thy light, my spirit flies.  

From Thy boundless Ocean, I was born a spark,  
A fleeting breath cast in the vast, eternal dark.  

Fill me, O’ Beloved, with the purity of Thy grace,  
That my heart may reflect the brightness of Thy face.  

Let the essence of Thy love flood my soul’s deep well,  
And in Thy presence, all earthly trials quell.  

Thou, the eternal Flame, within me ignite,  
Transform my being with Thy sacred light.  

This world, but a shadow, a fleeting mirage,  
In Thy radiance, I find my soul’s true charge.  

Thou, the Beloved, the longing of my heart,  
In Thy embrace, I am whole, I depart.  

I, a wanderer of dust, have lost my way,  
Remake me, O’ Master, and guide my stray.  

Let me bow before Thy throne, pure and true,  
And in Thy grace, my soul is made new.  

Bless me with the dawn of a holy light,  
That I may walk in Thy truth, day and night.  

Guide me, for I am lost in the endless sea,  
Yet in Thy glow, I am found, I am free.  

O’ Radiant One, through Thy endless beam,  
Let me rise anew and live in Thy dream.
The Return to the Source 02/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
 Mar 2
JAMIL HUSSAIN
In the dust of the heart, where whispers lie,  
Thy love burns eternal, beneath the sky.  

A lantern in the night, so softly bright,  
Guides the soul to truth, through endless night.  

Its flame unyielding, amidst shadow's sway,  
It calls the lost, to find their sacred way.  

In silent glow, the spirit comes to know,  
The name it seeks, in love's eternal flow.  

Through realms unknown, its light forever leads,  
A flame that burns where darkness softly bleeds.  

The heart awakened, by the flame’s pure light,  
Finds union with the infinite in sight.
Awakened by Light 01/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
 Mar 2
JAMIL HUSSAIN
In the dust of the heart,
thy love burns like an eternal flame,

A lantern in the night,
that calls the soul to know its name.
Lantern of the Soul 01/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
 Mar 2
JAMIL HUSSAIN
In sorrow's depth, the spirit soars above,  
Not in the flesh's decay, but in the heart's love.  

In silence between breaths, the secrets lie,  
The universe hums, as fleeting moments fly.  

The ancient current through your veins does course,  
A song of the eternal, a hidden force.  

Though borrowed, your heart beats with divine might,  
A melody with stars, in the eternal night.  

Cast off the shadows that the world may cast,  
In the depth of your being, only truth you’ll grasp.  

You are the seeker and the sought in one,  
The flame and the wind, beneath the same sun.
The Spirit's Flame  02/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
 Mar 2
Julie Grenness
Worst of drought seasons,
Ghostly winds howl, reasons
Blaze wildfires' treasons.
Feedback welcome.
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