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| UmmLuqmann   Status: Offline Posts: 1,487 Reputation: 4570 Rep Power: 28   Join Date: Apr 2005 Way of Life: Muslim |  Poem of the End -
05-03-2005
Poem Of The End It was early in the morning at four, When death knocked upon a bedroom door, Who is there? the sleeping one cried. I'm Azrael, let me inside. At once, the man began to shiver, As one sweating in deadly fever, He shouted to his sleeping wife, Don't let him take away my life. Please go away, O Angel of Death! Leave me alone, I'm not ready yet. My family on me depends, Give me a chance, O please prepense! The angel knocked again and again, Friend! I'll take your life without a pain, Tis your soul Allah requires, I come not with my own desire. Bewildered, the man began to cry, O Angel I'm so afraid to die, I'll give you gold and be your slave, Don't send me to the unlit grave. Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said, Open the door, get up from your bed, If you do not allow me in, I will walk through it, like a jinn. The man held a gun in his right hand, Ready to defy the Angel's stand. I'll point my gun, towards your head, You dare come in, I'll shoot you dead. By now the Angel was in the room, Saying, O Friend! prepare for you doom. Foolish man, Angels never die, Put down your gun and do not sigh. Why are you afraid! Tell me O man, To die according to Allah's plan? Come smile at me, do not be grim, Be Happy to return to Him. O Angel! I bow my head in shame, I had no time to take Allah's Name. From morning till dusk,I made my wealth, Not even caring for my health. Allah's command I never obeyed, Nor five times a day I ever prayed. A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went, But no time had I to repent. The Hajj was already FARD on me, But I would not part with my money. All charities I did ignore, Taking usury more and more. Sometimes I sipped my favourite wine, With flirting women I sat to dine. O Angel! I appeal to you, Spare my life for a year or two. The Laws of Quran I will obey, I'll begin SALAT this very day. My Fast and Hajj, I will complete, And keep away from self conceit. I will refrain from usury, And give all my wealth to charity, Wine and wenches I will detest, Allah's oneness I will attest. We Angels do what Allah demands, We cannot go against His commands. Death is ordained for everyone, Father, mother, daughter or son. I'm afraid this moment is your last, Now be reminded, of your past, I do understand your fears, But it is now too late for tears. You lived in this world, two score and more, Never did you, your people adore. Your parents, you did not obey, Hungry beggars, you turned away. Your two ill-gotten, female offspring, In night-clubs, for livelihood they sing. Instead of making more Muslims, You made your children non-Muslims. You ignored the Mua'dhin Adhaan, Nor did you read the Holy Quran. Breaking promises all your life, Backbiting friends, and causing strife. From hoarded goods, great profits you made, And your poor workers, you underpaid. Horses and cards were your leisure, Money-making was your pleasure. You ate vitamins and grew more fat, With the very sick, you never sat. A pint of blood you never gave, Which could a little baby save. O Human, you have done enough wrong, You bought good properties for a song. When the farmers appealed to you, You did not have mercy, tis true. Paradise for you? I cannot tell, Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell. There is no time for you to repent, I'll take your soul for which I am sent. The ending however, is very sad, Eventually the man became mad With a cry, he jumped out of bed, And suddenly, he fell down dead. O Reader! Take moral from here, you never know, your end may be near change your living and make amends For heaven, on your deeds depends. .::.P e r p l e x i t i e s of L i f e .::. |
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| Administrator   Status: Offline Posts: 20,488 Reputation: 53016 Rep Power: 110 Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Cyberabad Gender:  Way of Life: Muslim | Re: Death knocking...Open the Door..... -
05-03-2005
a nice read indeed  Quote:
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| zAk's Mureed  Status: Offline Posts: 4,351 Reputation: 16130 Rep Power: 48 Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: UK Gender: Way of Life: Muslim | Re: Death knocking...Open the Door..... -
05-03-2005
It was long but worth it  Quote:
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| Account Disabled  Status: Offline Posts: 3,571 Reputation: 16416 Rep Power: 0 Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Warrington, England Gender: Way of Life: Muslim | Re: Operation Death -
08-08-2005
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| islam.*****wise.com  Status: Offline Posts: 305 Reputation: 227 Rep Power: 21 Join Date: Jun 2005 Gender: Way of Life: Muslim | Re: Operation Death -
08-08-2005
subhanAllah
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| my sword is my vocab Status: Offline Posts: 197 Reputation: 103 Rep Power: 24 Join Date: Jan 2005 Gender:  Way of Life: Muslim | Re: Operation Death -
08-08-2005
wow. that was deep. and its very thoughtful. makes u think really hard.
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| Administrator Status: Offline Posts: 20,488 Reputation: 53016 Rep Power: 110 Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Cyberabad Gender: Way of Life: Muslim | Re: Operation Death -
08-26-2005
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| Member Status: Offline Posts: 48 Reputation: 64 Rep Power: 0 Join Date: Sep 2005 Way of Life: Undisclosed | death -
09-26-2005
as salaam alikum. jus got this mail from some one...its is soo nice ..its just too inspiring..read it. masalma It was early in the morning at four, When death knocked upon a bedroom door, Who is there? The sleeping one cried. I'm Malakul Mawt, let me inside. At once, the man began to shiver, As one sweating in deadly fever, He shouted to his sleeping wife, Don't let him take away my life. Please go away, O Angel of Death! Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet. My family on me depends, Give me a chance, O please prepense! The angel knocked again and again, Friend! I'll take your life without a pain, Tis your soul Allah requires, I come not with my own desire. Bewildered, the man began to cry, O Angel I'm so afraid to die, I'll give you gold and be your slave, Don't send me to the unlit grave. Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said, Open the door; get up from your bed, If you do not allow me in, I will walk through it, like a Jinn. The man held a gun in his right hand, Ready to defy the Angel's stand. I'll point my gun, towards your head, You dare come in; I'll shoot you dead. By now the Angel was in the room, Saying, O Friend! Prepare for you doom. Foolish man, Angels never die, Put down your gun and do not sigh. Why are you afraid! Tell me O man, To die according to Allah's plan? Come smile at me, do not be grim, Be Happy to return to Him. O Angel! I bow my head in shame, I had no time to take Allah's Name. From morning till dusk, I made my wealth, Not even caring for my health. Allah's command I never obeyed, Nor five times a day I ever prayed. A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went, But no time had I to repent. The Hajj was already FARD on me, But I would not part with my money. All char ties I did ignore, Taking usury more and more. Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine, With flirting women I sat to dine. O Angel! I appeal to you, Spare my life for a year or two. The Laws of Quran I will obey, I'll begin SALAT this very day. My Fast and Hajj, I will complete, And keep away from self-conceit. I will refrain from usury, And give all my wealth to charity, Wine and wenches I will detest, Allah's oneness I will attest. We Angels do what Allah demands, We cannot go against His commands. Death is ordained for everyone, Father, mother, daughter or son. I'm afraid this moment is your last, Now be reminded, of your past, I do understand your fears, But it is now too late for tears. You lived in this world, two score and more, Never did you, your people adore. Your parents, you did not obey, Hungry beggars, you turned away. Your two ill-gotten, female offspring, In nightclubs, for livelihood they sing. Instead of making more Muslims, You made your children non-Muslims. You ignored the Mua'dhin Adhaan, Nor did you read the Holy Quran. Breaking promises all your life, Backbiting friends, and causing strife. From hoarded goods, great profits you made, And your poor workers, you underpaid. Horses and cards were your leisure, Moneymaking was your pleasure. You ate vitamins and grew more fat, With the very sick, you never sat. A pint of blood you never gave, Which could a little baby save? O Human, you have done enough wrong, You bought good properties for a song. When the farmers appealed to you, You did not have mercy, tis true. Paradise for you? I cannot tell, Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell. There is no time for you to repent, I'll take your soul for which I am sent. The ending however, is very sad, Eventually the man became mad With a cry, he jumped out of bed, And suddenly, he fell down dead. O Reader! Take moral from here, You never know, your end may be near Change your living and make amends For heaven, on your deeds depends. If this poem inspires you, It can help someone too. |
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| SS NUMBER 1 FAN  Status: Offline Posts: 6,837 Reputation: 5977 Rep Power: 36 Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: Planet called Earth apparently Gender: Way of Life: Muslim | Re: When Death Came Knocking -
10-10-2005
salam
__________________mashallah a great post, i hope everyone including myself is ready for death, if not this month is the perfect oppurtunity for you and myself to improve our imaan wasalam |
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