isyraf
Isyraf is a word for handsome, kind, strong and charming. Mostly used for people who are really lucky and also a catchy name i might say.
isyraf by Thecutechild December 26, 2016
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Isyraq was a charming man.He was an idol to every girl and has a lot of secret admire.But he will end up and get married with a person who started with 'U' or 'M'. He smart,diligent,sweet and really kind-heart.Being with Isyraq just like won a first prize of 4d
Girl:i had crush on him!!!!! omg
Isyraq:i only love myself, family ,friends
and my cute girl only. You guys
can continue crush on me.i
enjoyed it
Girl:Shit hope their relationship won't
be long
Isyraq:i only love myself, family ,friends
and my cute girl only. You guys
can continue crush on me.i
enjoyed it
Girl:Shit hope their relationship won't
be long
isyraq by Kakakjsishbwhq December 29, 2017
Israfel
1. Israfel is the angel of beauty, song, counsel, sympathy, and resurrection. His most instruments are the trumpet and the lute. Being the angel of resurrection, he resurrects those using his trumpet. Edgar Allan Poe wrote a poem about Israfel as well.
2. A character in Juvenile Orion, also known as Tsukasa Amou, part of the Eraser faction. He lives with Tomonori-san, a priest, and suffers from amnesia.
2. A character in Juvenile Orion, also known as Tsukasa Amou, part of the Eraser faction. He lives with Tomonori-san, a priest, and suffers from amnesia.
1. In Heaven a spirit doth dwell
"Whose heart-strings are a lute";
None sing so wildly well
As the angel Israfel,
And the giddy stars (so legends tell),
Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell
Of his voice, all mute.
Tottering above
In her highest noon,
The enamored moon
Blushes with love,
While, to listen, the red levin
(With the rapid Pleiads, even,
Which were seven,)
Pauses in Heaven.
And they say (the starry choir
And the other listening things)
That Israfeli's fire
Is owing to that lyre
By which he sits and sings-
The trembling living wire
Of those unusual strings.
But the skies that angel trod,
Where deep thoughts are a duty-
Where Love's a grown-up God-
Where the Houri glances are
Imbued with all the beauty
Which we worship in a star.
Therefore thou art not wrong,
Israfeli, who despisest
An unimpassioned song;
To thee the laurels belong,
Best bard, because the wisest!
Merrily live, and long!
The ecstasies above
With thy burning measures suit-
Thy grief, thy joy, thy hate, thy love,
With the fervor of thy lute-
Well may the stars be mute!
Yes, Heaven is thine; but this
Is a world of sweets and sours;
Our flowers are merely- flowers,
And the shadow of thy perfect bliss
Is the sunshine of ours.
If I could dwell
Where Israfel
Hath dwelt, and he where I,
He might not sing so wildly well
A mortal melody,
While a bolder note than this might swell
From my lyre within the sky.
"Whose heart-strings are a lute";
None sing so wildly well
As the angel Israfel,
And the giddy stars (so legends tell),
Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell
Of his voice, all mute.
Tottering above
In her highest noon,
The enamored moon
Blushes with love,
While, to listen, the red levin
(With the rapid Pleiads, even,
Which were seven,)
Pauses in Heaven.
And they say (the starry choir
And the other listening things)
That Israfeli's fire
Is owing to that lyre
By which he sits and sings-
The trembling living wire
Of those unusual strings.
But the skies that angel trod,
Where deep thoughts are a duty-
Where Love's a grown-up God-
Where the Houri glances are
Imbued with all the beauty
Which we worship in a star.
Therefore thou art not wrong,
Israfeli, who despisest
An unimpassioned song;
To thee the laurels belong,
Best bard, because the wisest!
Merrily live, and long!
The ecstasies above
With thy burning measures suit-
Thy grief, thy joy, thy hate, thy love,
With the fervor of thy lute-
Well may the stars be mute!
Yes, Heaven is thine; but this
Is a world of sweets and sours;
Our flowers are merely- flowers,
And the shadow of thy perfect bliss
Is the sunshine of ours.
If I could dwell
Where Israfel
Hath dwelt, and he where I,
He might not sing so wildly well
A mortal melody,
While a bolder note than this might swell
From my lyre within the sky.
Israfel by Crazed Authoress June 3, 2006
Isyhraf
The most powerful name in the universe. Isyhraf is an alpha male in the universe with a great mind of thinking
That guys is so Isyhraf
Isyhraf by Madhusky077 August 26, 2021
Isyraff
Super goodlooking when they’re fit, still cute even if they’re a bit fatty. A softspoken and emotionally sensitive person, can take joke, but don’t get too far. He loves to hide everything about his personal life, but he will spill some tea to people who he trust the most. Most of the times they’re genius, but sometimes they can be dumb for a few seconds.
Owh you boy, you’re very emotionally sensitive, but you’re still cute. You’re such an Isyraff tho not gonna lie.
Isyraff by strangerbynature November 22, 2021