Poems collected by Azhar

It was a day of cutting sadness and endless sorrow.
Outside, a grayish mist under a somber sky hid a street,
Leading to a gentle home, whose door I peered through,
To catch a glimpse of the turmoil coming from within;
A home once packed with energy and vigor
Now flooded with melancholic rivers of tears;
I stared at the ghostlike face of the woman lying on the cot;
A woman, once full of life, now as cold as a winter's chill,
Surrounded by those who admired and loved her;
The aura around her sending rays of sadness into my heart,
Unearthing from my childhood, the precious memories of her
And as I thought and thought in a mindless trance
I saw the Angel of Death bowing before her,
Tears coming out of his lustrous eyes
That life so precious as hers, he had to take
"Please, don't take her," the words whispered out of my mouth;
But he managed to bring himself together and flew away
Taking her soul into the higest heavens in the sky
My heart sunk, as tears flooded out of my eyes
And my eyes simply stared into the dismal sky.

If only you knew the torments of hell
It is the worst of places where anyone could dwell
It is in existence even as we speak
And for its inhabitants the outlook is bleak
On the day of rising, hell will be in view
A terrible sight, if only you knew
It will be brought forward by 70,000 reigns
And 70,000 angels will be on each of those chains


After burning for a thousand years , it's flames turned white
A thousand more years, now it's as black as the night
You think the flames are bearable, you're totally wrong
The flames are of hell are sixty nine times as strong
In a flash it will disintegrate all of your bones
The hellfire will be fuelled by man and stones
The thickness of your skin will greatly increase
Causing your threshold for pain to greatly decrease


The people in hell are there to stay
They will melt to nothing, 70,000 times in a day
70 years it will take, for a stone that is thrown
to hit the bottom of hell and it won't be alone
the food of hell resembles a devil's head
and to drink, boiling water and blood bright red
which cuts up the bowels, everything will fall out
the inhabitants of hell will scream and shout
some will be taken out by Almighty Allah's command
but the polytheists will stay eternally ****ed


Take up islam, the only way to succeed
and if you don't, you're unfortunate indeed
brothers and sisters, help determine your fate
once you see hellfire, it'll be far too late

Whatever we do, we'll pay the price
In the depths of hell or in paradise
For the believer, this life is just like a cage
For the unbeliever, it's the ultimate stage
Little does he know about the awaiting reward
Which is full of luxuries, where no-one gets bored
You'll enter the gate of paradise, if it's in your fate
Your deeds and actions will determine by which gate


No worldly things will you ever miss
On entering the gate, you'll be surrounded by bliss
Four rivers will be granted by the Divine
containing water and milk, honey and wine
People will live in mansions built high
Where they'll live forever, no-one will die
It's bricks will be made of silver and gold


The climate will be perfect, not hot and not cold
A hundred years it will take to circle a tree
Surrounded by loved ones for all eternity
There will be no calls of nature, no-one will sleep
There will be no worries, no one will weep
When people sweat, it will smell of musk
Allah swt will be praised from dawn till dusk


Everyone will be aged 30 or 33
And they'll stay at that age for eternity
The inhabitants will be wearing a beautiful green gown
Sitting on thrones, wearing a crown
People will be happy, there'll be no remorse
To visit others, they'll have a flying horse


Men will have 2 houris as their wives
Who will remain with them for the rest of their lives
On Friday there will be a dinner for people of all races
And a bazaar where people can exchange their faces!
When walking along there'll be many meetings
With prophets and angels, exchanging greetings
Such is the ecstasy that will then prevail
When Allah swt removes His veil


There will be no kings, there will be no peasants
And everyone will see the Divine Allah's presence
There are 100 levels to paradise and we should pray
That Al Firdaus, the highest will be where we stay


Allah swt has showered us with His grace
And we have to be worthy to show our face
Whatever we do ,we'll pay the price
In the depths of hell or in paradise

A Good Neighbor


For your neighbors, lend a hand
Show them that you understand
They have rights we must protect
Show them kindness and respect
For your neighbors try to care
When they're troubled, help repair
Lend an ear and listen too
If they're worried, help them through
For your neighbors give a smile
Spend time with them for a while
Look after your neighbor's needs
And Allaah will reward your deeds




Eating Habits


Stop your Play, it's time to eat,
Come wash your hands and take a seat
Before you start though, bring to mind,
The mercy of Allah who is so kind.


So begin in the name of Allah,
By always saying Bismillah,
Don't dish out more than you can eat,
For Muslims shouldn't over eat.


And one thing you must understand,
It's good to eat with your right hand,
Never stuff your mouth with food,
That would surely be most rude.


Take your time and chew quite well,
Pick up morsels in case it fell,
Eat your food and leave no waste,
There's no need to eat in haste.


Drink your tea and slip slow,
You don't have to gulp you know,
When you've finished thank Allah,



Good Deeds

Allah loves children
who cares for others,
who do deeds of kindness
to sisters and brothers;


like lending a hand
to somebody hurt,
like smiling at him
and saying a kind word;


like happily sharing
with girls and with boys
one's favorite things
like books and like toys;


like sending flowers to somebody ill;
a visit to him
would be nicer still.


There are many things
we can do for each other,
to make life happy
for our sister and brother.

What is the purpose of this life?

What is the purpose of this life?
Money, holidays, a beautiful wife?
There is no point in us denying
Each heart beat brings us closer to dying
You'll breathe your last
Your life will have past
Don't pretend
Death's not the end


You will taste death, death never waited
Look around you, everything's created
It has a creator, it has a meaning
A mother gives birth and then comes it's weaning
The sun rises and gives us light
It sets, then falls, the blanket of night
The plants all grow, when falls the rain
They give fruits to man, and they too will wane


Why does man think that he will get away?
Spending life aimlessly, as if he's here to stay
A fixed time is appointed, everything will perish
Everything you hate, everything you relish
Except the Almighty Allah, He will remain
And then will come judgement, all on one plain


Allah will say, I gave you life
I gave you health, wealth and a wife
What did you do with your time?
What did you do in your prime?
Did you spread my message, did you spread islam?
Why not? Did you not read the Quran?
My friends, we muslims, we are so blessed
Allah gave us islam to supercede all the rest


My non-muslim friends, the Quran must be read
Read before it's too late and you're dead
You owe it to yourselves, it will make you cry
You'll know these words are from the Lord most High
Instructing mankind to the purpose of life
And the reward my friends is everlasting life


Our purpose is to worship our Lord most High
The reward is heaven where no one will die
You'll have anything you want, all the best dishes
And Almighty Allah will grant all of your wishes


This life my friends is just a cage
We should live by His orders, to be safe from his rage
You will understand when you read the holy Quran
You'll know the religion of truth is islam
Protect yourself and your families from hell
Embrace islam and all will be well
For the deeds of this life, you'll pay the price
In the depths of hell or in paradise

Life after death

You only live once so sit back and enjoy
No time for sorrows so fill it up with joy
This way of thinking is totally wrong
Our total existence is forever long
Life is for eternity its stages are four
The first is in the womb, but hold on there's more


The second is from birth until the moment we die
The third takes place in the place where we lie
Barzakh is it's name until judgement day
The fourth is eternity and in heaven we pray!
The soul splits from the body at the time we die
Then with the angel of death, they both will fly


If the person is pious, the angel looks handsome
And the wicked will wish, that they could ransom
For the pious, the soul is taken on a piece of silk
Eventually, they're in heaven with rivers of milk
The evil person's soul is dragged out with pain
Then they know, their life was in vain


When Allah swt gives the order, the soul is returned
Either to a bed of paradise, or else to be burned
The soul is returned, while the family are grieving
And then he is questioned while his loved ones are leaving
At that time the person will be in such a state
He is asked three questions which determine his fate
He will be panicking, his heart full of fear
When he sees the angels, Munkar and Nakeer


He will be asked about his God, religion and what did he say
About the person who appears in front of him that day
That will be Muhammed saws, who can save us from hell
The pious will recognise him, but others won't tell
After answering rightly they are saved from the ordeal
Of the torments of the grave, which to us seem unreal
Their grave is extended and in peace they stay
They will praise Allah swt and continue to pray


A window of paradise is seen and they sleep in bliss
Whereas the unbelievers grave becomes hell's abyss
Creatures are let loose on their fronts and back
Their graves close in until their ribs will crack
They are in constant agony until judgement day
Nothing will help, it will be too late to pray


They will know because of themselves, their future is wrecked
But they won't have a clue what to further expect
For the believer, it passes like a good night's sleep
His good deeds have been done, the rewards he shall keep
Judgement day will pass like the time for a prayer
At the speed of light he crosses the bridge, thin as a hair
And before he knows it, he is in paradise


Whereas the unbeliever, will be paying his price
This life is a journey, death isn't the end
Real life goes on, so don't just pretend
So prepare now, we're not here to stay
Follow islam, the key is to pray
Brothers and sisters take this advice
You'll be proud of yourself, when in paradise!

Ya Allah.....

Give me Ya Allah.....
Give me Imaan and Victory
Give me Ya Allah.....
Give me strength to set us free
As we struggle on your path
Mujahideen

Grant us Ya Allah.....
The eyes to see your light
And show us Ya Allah.....
What is wrong and what is right
As we walk along your path
Siratul Mustaqeem

Give me Ya Allah.....
Give me Imaan and Victory
Give me Ya Allah.....
Give me strength to set us free
As we struggle on your path
Mujahideen

Help us Ya Allah.....
Spread this blessed Deen
And help us Ya Allah.....
Help the Muslimeen
And help us Ya Allah.....
Overcome the Mushrikeen

Give me Ya Allah.....
Give me Imaan and Victory
Give me Ya Allah.....
Give me strength to set us free
As we struggle on your path
Mujahideen

Make us Ya Allah.....
Fighters for your Deen
And make us Ya Allah.....
Forever Mu'mineen
And do this Ya Allah.....
Despite the Kaafireen

Give me Ya Allah.....
Give me Imaan and Victory
Give me Ya Allah.....
Give me strength to set us free
As we struggle on your path
Mujahideen

Wow! Wiked poem! Jazakallah!

Masha'Allah, beautiful.

Asalaam Alaikum

Allahu Akbar, I love this, is it from a nasheed or something? It reads very much like it could be 'sung', either way I enjoyed readin this piece, it flows smoothly and inspires, Mash'Allah

Ma'a Salaama

ps - where you getting all these from? lol

Subhan'Allah, may all our Ummah be granted Jannah, granted Al-Firdaus, ameen

Asalaam

:bravo: very well wrighten mashaAllah:bravo:

its from a song by mynaraps/ native deen. great words, pity about the misic though.

Mash'Allah these are helpful and a good reminder, Jazak'Allah Broda

Ma'a Salaama

Please, Dad
BY AZHAR786

As soft winds sweep away the days
I look back on life through a haze.
Remember playgrounds, parks and friends,
In childlike gaze that never ends.
The laughter in a game of catch,
Shall memory ever attach...
To innocence in youthful eyes,
Catching the ball to Dad's surprise.

I recall my first bike, first wreck,
Who picked me up, said, "What the heck?"
Convinced me to give one more try,
While, knees skinned, I forgot to cry.
Just the joy knowing he was there,
Making him proud my only care.
There was nothing I couldn't do,
My heart held fast that to be true.

Though teenage years were kind of rough,
I sure wasn't too big or tough.
You taught me to defend what's right
And never back down from a fight.
So I learned the hard way to stand,
Still, with each lump, I found your hand.
Drawing from you an inner strength,
And stubborn pride of equal length.

But there the line of fate was drawn,
As though I blinked and you were gone.
I found myself facing the sun,
Not man, not boy, fatherless, one.
Eyes blinded by a void inside,
I could not live that you had died.
Alas finding it to be true,
I could do nothing without you.

Please, Dad, today just hear my call,
I'm sorry that I dropped the ball.
My life is wrecked, my knees are skinned,
My emotions undisciplined.
I can't get up although I try,
Please don't be upset if I cry.
Though I can't fight what I can't see,
Please, Dad, say you're still proud of me

Aw Mash'Allah thats heartfelt and deep bro, keep ya head up, stay strong

Much Luv & Salaam

salam.


YA ALLAH!! that is soo touching wish i had a papa :'(

w.salam