Jazak'Allah for posting this and Ameen may Allah grant us strength and blessings in every trial and tribulation and keep us on the right path, Insha'Allah
He told him to read Allah’s command one day you will meet in front you will stand
He listened to him and started his path he taught of the torment of the hell fires wrath.
To this day we look up to him the light is still bright never to dim.
There once was a great man who walked this earth
He was very blessed even since birth
He came with a message sent from above
He taught and preached and showed us love
He spread Islam and showed us the light
He taught us good the wrong from right
He listened and learned and warned the disbelievers
Who will surely be burned
He was honest and kind
He helped everyone the poor and the blind
He gave advice he gave respect
He was always straight forward and always direct
One night he sat alone, he saw a great light that shimmered and shone.
To his surprise and angel appeared he replied to him do not fear
DEDICATED TO THE MOTHERS WHO HAVE LOST THERE CHILDRN
I am the one who is so poor
I am the one who is so miserable
Can anyone feel my misery?
I am the one who feels a pain, a harsh pain in my heart
I am the one who suffers disappointment everyday, every hour, every minute.
Do you feel that pain?
I am the one who has to bury my own children
My innocent and helpless children
Bury her own children
Do you understand how it feels to bury
Innocent and helpless children
I am the one who is injured and has to treat my own injuries
I am the one who has to wipe my own tears.
Do you know how it hurts when you are ..... injured
I am the one who watches bleeding bodies,
Needy hands, tearful eyes, and broken hearts every second
I am the one who has to wake up with the sound of weapons
Have you ever.....
Touched bleeding bodies, dried tearful eyes, felt needy hands
Heard the terrible sounds of weapons
I am the one who lives alone, who is not alive, who is not dead
I am the one who is helpless
Have you ever felt you are ..... helpless, alone
I am the one whose heart is broken and whose eyes are tearful
I am the one who has gone with the wind
Has anyone ever broken your heart?
Where are my children, my innocent and helpful children?
Why have they left me alone?
How does a mother feel when she looses her children?
Do you know.....
How a mother feels when she sees the empty bed, the tiny clothes.....
Where are my lovely nights and pleasant morning?
Where is my sky, my blue and bright sky?
Who will help me?
Who will treat my injuries?
Come my lovely children,
Don't leave me alone,
Don't forget me.
Do you know who I am?
I am a mother.
I am the one who lost my child
The battle for power continues
And the innocent pay for it WHY?
.....Because some are too greedy.....
The time is coming.....
'And say; the truth has come and the falsehood has vanished; surely falsehood is a vanishing thing.' (The Holy Qur'an, 17:81)
My role model, my revered prophet
The light of God\'s eye
It is by mimicking your actions that
I strive to live and die
If I can just be a mere fraction
Of the person that you were
My bounties, knowledge and goodness
Will indeed commence to incur
No single unbeliever (black nor white)
Can aid in your defamation
It is through God\'s eyes that you are
The key to human kind\'s salvation
O Prophet, my beloved prophet
The Seal of all who came before you
Your kindness, love and compassion
Cannot ever be surpassed nor eschewed
They have tried to denounce you
Yet your name is inscribed in the throne of God
Indeed they\'ll never know love will surpass hate
And their plan to vilify you is flawed
They can say whatever they want to say
They will unfortunately never know
The love and admiration for you that
Will ALWAYS and FOREVER continue to grow
this is so sad
i send my Dua to all mothers that Allah aid them to be strong Insha'Allah...
am the one who watches bleeding bodies,
Needy hands, tearful eyes, and broken hearts every second
I am the one who has to wake up with the sound of weapons
Have you ever.....
Touched bleeding bodies, dried tearful eyes, felt needy hands
Heard the terrible sounds of weapons
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