The aim is to provide a poem that may go into a book which will then insha'Allah be published and the proceeds given to an Islamic charity.
The poems will be in praise of Allah and this project is strictly for His sake alone.
We make dua for the idea, and are asking for any other help with the book being published from members of this forum. So even if you have never written a poem, give it a go and post it here.
The poem will need a title and your forum name, unless you want to give another name. Please do not post comments here it is just a recepticle for the donated works in order that we can compile and collate. Many thanks to all who want to take part. And remember it is all for the good of Allah.
Eventually we will end up with a real book, I am not sure as yet how we will set up any payments when people buy it, but I am hoping it will go directly to the charities involved. My next step is to approach the charities with the idea and see if we can get the ball rolling.
I will keep you all posted here, if there are any queries atc, please either post in poets thread under Creative Writing or pm myself or Alpha Jr.
Alhamdulillah
Last edited by Na7lah; 05-24-2009 at 05:40 PM.
Reason: Just Making it easier to read =)
"O ye who belive! Endure, outdo all others in endurance, be ready, and observe your duty to Allah, in order that you may succeed"
6:am: i prayed after a struggle to wake up
getting ready... my face barely meets a touch of make up
tieing the scarf feeling cagey...
but proudly standing here bravely
on my right hand i have the pin
encouraging myself that if i do it..its a win win-
-situation, the summation is i will evade another sin
and of my lord im afraid and so i have conviction within
the whisperer comes when the time is critical
but my faith is strong tho, his effect is minimal
'take it off,if you want boys??'
NO! ,..thanks for the ploy
im happily covered and not indiscreet
cus i know in the jungle...what happens to exposed meat
Vulturous men have free access to see!!
im still standing here
from the rushed thoughts i say 'bismillah' to get clearer
one final look at the mirror
i see Beauty and a girl so sweet far from being dissolute and bitter
kindly donated by Abdullahii
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Last edited by Abdullahii; 10-21-2008 at 08:29 AM..
"O ye who belive! Endure, outdo all others in endurance, be ready, and observe your duty to Allah, in order that you may succeed"
Fly like seagulls over ocean spray
free, unfettered and bold,
above the dark and gloomy depths
your futures now unfold.
Soaring high in graceful flight
like Eagles on the wind
bourne away by Allahs power
cleansed of mortal sin.
You shine like beacons in the night
your light is ever bright
I only stand in awe of those
who always get it right.
blessed are they, the best of us
who turn from wordly gain
who only live to serve our Rubb
and glorify His name.
The martyrs who have given all
and turned their face in pain
to look upon the countenance
of God as they were slain.
Pure the defenders of Islam
you roaring lions fight
brave and beautiful your hearts
with Allah in your sight.
Small am I,and week in deen
the least of all His slaves
but I aspire to pray for those
who need not lie in graves.
In dirt and filth, a rock am I
no wings on which to fly
He does not ask of me my life
He just wants me to try.
Try to be a righteous man,
fulfill the basic five
pillars of Islam and keep
His covenant alive.
A rock is just a place to stand
to try and set your eyes on
to rise above the clinging filth
and seek the clear horizon.
From here I watch in graceful flight
the perfect muslims free
from the stench in which I stand
to prove my love of Thee
And when I moan or start to feel
my lot is hard to bare
I ask you Lord forgive my sin
you have been more than fair
I only pray that I will see
Jannahs open door
and that you open up my heart
that I might love you more.
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"O ye who belive! Endure, outdo all others in endurance, be ready, and observe your duty to Allah, in order that you may succeed"
You gave me free will to make my own choice,
I choose to return it to you;
For although I may assume to know,
I don't really know what to do.
Only you know the right path for me.
When I seek self-interest and fun;
Oh Lord, please will you teach me to say
“Let your will, not mine, be done!”
When I am proud and demand that I'm right;
Lord cause me to stop and be still,
And whisper into the presence I feel
“Lord, I submit to your will.”
Human feelings and thoughts, they get in the way,
Even though I intend to do good;
Without following your voice in my heart
Things don't seem to go as they should.
Lord, I ask you to take control of my life;
To be master of all I do;
I make my choice and I want you to know
That I give myself to you.
A Christian perspective and donation by Glo in order to help Muslim children. Thankyou so much Glo. Come on brothers and sisters where is everybody elses contributions. God bless you Glo
"O ye who belive! Endure, outdo all others in endurance, be ready, and observe your duty to Allah, in order that you may succeed"
Out of the near fatal catastrophe,
ashes arose and our Ummah will always be.
We may have lost much as our pride and strength fell,
but now we grow with people new to help our ranks swell.
The past was glorious we have been told,
Today we spread to new land marching strong and bold.
The Ummah did not die, from past culture it was set free,
we have grown from land to land and new fruit ripens on the Ummah tree.
Allah wants everyone to be halal
No one wants to be fanaa(gone)
What you want is what you do not deserve
But you should be able to reserve
A place in heaven for your own good
Also so if you want a good put.
What do you want?
Is up to you. Greatness or tauntness
Coolness or worthyness
All up to you
Allah has given the warnings put some dont even give a poo
While others will give their only shoes
So it is up to you. It decides your fate for hereafter.
The man I want to be has never been without prayer
The man I want to be never looks for a fight
The man I want to be never backs away when one comes along
The man I want to be sees a vision
The man I want to be works with his hands
The man I want to be is gentle with animals
The man I want to be is respected
The man I want to be takes pride in his appearance
The man I want to be will help others
The man I want to be is honest
The man I want to be is handsome
The man I want to be is generous
The man I want to be is a good listener
The man I want to be is angry only for the sake of Allah
The man I want to be is patient
The man I want to be is humble
The man I want to be is a good teacher
The man I want to be leads by example
The man I want to be is trusted
The man I want to be does not know his own worth
The man I want to be is my father…
Another from Abu Sukkar, and might I say WOW this is incredible. Thankyou so much bro, will leave it two brother, ur very talented and ur blog is very special place. Peace
"O ye who belive! Endure, outdo all others in endurance, be ready, and observe your duty to Allah, in order that you may succeed"
This I wrote several decades ago. Once when the poet in me was intact. I don't know if it'll meet your criteria, but whatever:
Faith
it is like the midnight star;
its light blinding;
stretching out to the horizon.
in the vast ocean of darkness,
it holds itself strong.
A reflection of the light rays
on the ripple of ocean waves.
it is a beam of happiness suspended in mid air,
waiting to engulf its surrounding.
it is a small jewel found deep within the earth's crust,
hidden and buried away from prying eyes.
Faith.
it brings happiness to every heart,
a smile on every face,
warmth on a cold evening,
light in a dark room,
a life in the dry arid desert of our lifeless bodies.
The story of a man I was once told.
A story of a man good as gold.
One old man noble, wise and bright,
cried daily in pain and trials so hard to fight.
To Allaah(swt) he did cry with a mournful sigh.
"Allaah(swt), I love you so much, why must I suffer till I die?"
The man never asked for money food or gold,
it is the story of this man I was told.
The old man lived his horrible, painful fate.
Slowly he came to understand it prepared him for a later date.
When asked how he grew to understand and love Allaah(swt) even more.
He replied "I was given the wisdom to see what was in store."
The man carried on and told his tale, of how he saw iron change to steel.
He told of walking by the blacksmith and seeing being made the finest steel.
Even for iron so soft, and of no strength it was not too late,
That through fire, and beating it grew to strong steel and had a joyous fate.
As my soul lift slowly out
I feel the essence of devout,
I feel the fantasy, within my reality.
I have always looked for tranquillity,
Dreaming about the times of ecstasy.
Easing the fear from any harm,
I say " harmony will come".
Sitting by the road side, as the sewage flows,
My family caress me as my life goes.
Pure life, the beauty of everlasting eyes,
The peacefulness of family ties.
Moments that will always be untainted
Deep in memory as ever painted.
Shall never be forgotten:
The weapon of fire gun.
The dripping of tear droplets
like purest of waterfalls,
Tranquillity relished under the jets
Soothing voices of angel calls.
Hold this moment, within these lines.
Eternally for people to hear our fates,
I see the calmness as my eyes dilates.
In all the gunfire madness,
Please pray for my families bless.
Please make dua for Gaza.
Brother Najm donated this. This is exactly why we are doing this people. May Allah bless you and ur familly Najm, Awesome poem bro. Tried to add photo but couldnt
"O ye who belive! Endure, outdo all others in endurance, be ready, and observe your duty to Allah, in order that you may succeed"
breaking heart
cant breath
world shattered
killed dreams
everything is ok-til i remeber
den tears come and refuse to leave
until im in ma bed, and i weep
for the pain in ma heart to leave me be
pain to sleep and never wake up
pain to have to live with half a heart
cos pain is everwhere i see
faces in the ppl near me
tears surround, fill ma eyes
fall down ma cheeks, as i silently weep
and hug the pillow close to me
den ma tears stop and im in another world
world of dreams, a world where u dont have to think
then i wake up to this horrid world.
cos no one understands, except my lord
the one who knows ma pain and ma burden
as i walk onto the street, the cold air freezin ma cheeks
make ma nose red, and ma eyes water
but deep down, no one knows,
cos deep even i dont wanna think or know.
but i do know, and its a knowledge i bear.
memories in ma mind replaying constantly while in ma chest,
under ma ribs lay my the pieces of ma heart in chains begging to
this cold chains trappin me.
but lifes tough, nothin to do but hold on
and pray to the One and Only who can change ma fate
True Believer has donated this work, MaashAllah sister no need for nerves this is excellent. May Allah bless you for your contribution sister
"O ye who belive! Endure, outdo all others in endurance, be ready, and observe your duty to Allah, in order that you may succeed"
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