It saddens me. .
When I see brothers and sisters being gangster wannabe’s
Not praying like they should,
Hanging on street corners in the hood,
Fighting over gang turf,
Like something outta the smurfs,
Hanging out like thugz,
Drinking alcohol and taking drugs,
Tryin 2 be like 50 cents,
But on the last day he aint gonna be worth 50 pence,
Even when its Ramadan,
They don’t give two about islam,
They’d rather live there twisted ideologies,
But on the last day there won’t be time for
apologies,
They tryin 2 be the next best thing,
But listen carefully to my linguistic sting,
Islam aint just for Fridays,
If you think that prepare to be set ablaze,
So keep hold of your imaan,
And follow the Islamic clan,
The reward in the hereafter is gonna be greater,
So keep Islamic, coz we all gonna die sooner or later,
Don’t kid yourself into thinking your still young, I
ndeed this is the shaytaans tongue,
Take heed of the quran and sunnah,
And islam will take you to jannah,
Now sadly I must end,
But, contemplate the words I spoke my friend!!!!!!!
“A day without worshipping Allah, is a day wasted,” or better still, “A day without remembering Allah, is a day wasted.”
All i hope is for my mums happiness.Shes my light.Shes my dunya.Her tears are my weakness.Her sadness breaks my heart.She is my mirror.A mirror that keeps me alive.Without her am nothing.shes my saaya.How can i leave her.I pray to Allah(swt) to keep me with her forever inshAllah.
You know, aparently rhere was a fight after taraweeh, which this line reminded me: Even when its Ramadan,
They don’t give two about islam,
imagine, you finish tarawee and you fight muslims.
And this line Fighting over gang turf, reminded me of two muslims who according to a brother who i know was close to them, said that they went to make peace between two, muslim, gangs and ended up being killed, in tooting, near me which was pretty weird.
The path is long but I hope we meet,
After the grave and the Day, in paradise in bliss upon a reclined seat.
A traveler traveling - travelled from shirk to tawheed,
If I'm remembered for anything - let it be the Mercy I seek.
You know, aparently rhere was a fight after taraweeh, which this line reminded me: Even when its Ramadan,
They don’t give two about islam,
imagine, you finish tarawee and you fight muslims.
And this line Fighting over gang turf, reminded me of two muslims who according to a brother who i know was close to them, said that they went to make peace between two, muslim, gangs and ended up being killed, in tooting, near me which was pretty weird.
jazaks for sharing that...it does take place during ramadhan...astagfirulla...
even in my area.....during taraweeh...jus unthinkable...
we dnt see ourselves as one ummah, one unity...we jus divide ourseleves according race,etnicit,culture.....
All i hope is for my mums happiness.Shes my light.Shes my dunya.Her tears are my weakness.Her sadness breaks my heart.She is my mirror.A mirror that keeps me alive.Without her am nothing.shes my saaya.How can i leave her.I pray to Allah(swt) to keep me with her forever inshAllah.
Yea, though I do see now, well it seems that muslims are getting a little closer, though some masjids make that hard! ARGH
ho wud masjids make it harder? it is the place of worship.....jus here to pray, communicate wid other..meet diff ppl....
All i hope is for my mums happiness.Shes my light.Shes my dunya.Her tears are my weakness.Her sadness breaks my heart.She is my mirror.A mirror that keeps me alive.Without her am nothing.shes my saaya.How can i leave her.I pray to Allah(swt) to keep me with her forever inshAllah.
ho wud masjids make it harder? it is the place of worship.....jus here to pray, communicate wid other..meet diff ppl....
Ok, for example, theres this masjid I go to, they shut after prayer and so on, there is no communication between those who run it and other generation, I mean am a young guy, I go there, I only speak to those I know, say salam, and the rest of my brothers I don't know, the masjid just seems to have a circle of people, asian mostly and tahts it.
It's a long thing, I mean there are also other masjids, which I love, in Brixton, Streatham, they stay open alot of the time, one of them hold talks, the brotherhood is more shown between people of all races, you dont have to be an older guy to be shown respect, it seems effortless in the these masjids, in the other, real brotherhood, and I think it comes from really truly following the Sunnah.
The path is long but I hope we meet,
After the grave and the Day, in paradise in bliss upon a reclined seat.
A traveler traveling - travelled from shirk to tawheed,
If I'm remembered for anything - let it be the Mercy I seek.
Ok, for example, theres this masjid I go to, they shut after prayer and so on, there is no communication between those who run it and other generation, I mean am a young guy, I go there, I only speak to those I know, say salam, and the rest of my brothers I don't know, the masjid just seems to have a circle of people, asian mostly and tahts it.
It's a long thing, I mean there are also other masjids, which I love, in Brixton, Streatham, they stay open alot of the time, one of them hold talks, the brotherhood is more shown between people of all races, you dont have to be an older guy to be shown respect, it seems effortless in the these masjids, in the other, real brotherhood, and I think it comes from really truly following the Sunnah.
after which prayer is it shut down? its not the masjid makes it harder..ppl involved in it....are making things harder..i guess...
it shud be opened for every prayer inshalah...closed certain time when its not in use...
All i hope is for my mums happiness.Shes my light.Shes my dunya.Her tears are my weakness.Her sadness breaks my heart.She is my mirror.A mirror that keeps me alive.Without her am nothing.shes my saaya.How can i leave her.I pray to Allah(swt) to keep me with her forever inshAllah.
Well by masjid I mean the brothers in power as such, anyhow, this thread is for your poem, hope you get more feedback
hope i do inshalah...erm dnt i deserve something in return?
All i hope is for my mums happiness.Shes my light.Shes my dunya.Her tears are my weakness.Her sadness breaks my heart.She is my mirror.A mirror that keeps me alive.Without her am nothing.shes my saaya.How can i leave her.I pray to Allah(swt) to keep me with her forever inshAllah.
You asking me? Eid has gone, no more presents! lol
okie dokie...
All i hope is for my mums happiness.Shes my light.Shes my dunya.Her tears are my weakness.Her sadness breaks my heart.She is my mirror.A mirror that keeps me alive.Without her am nothing.shes my saaya.How can i leave her.I pray to Allah(swt) to keep me with her forever inshAllah.
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