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Hay, i have an idea...instead of just ryming, we can make it a challenge. Like what i mean is, Say someone writes a ryme, then the person to post after him has to START his ryme, with the SAME line as the person ended with before him.
Example:
I got so angery at the violation that i couldnt see.
So angery that i retaliated and wished to hurt thee.
Wish to make you plead, and if im lucky make you bleed.
head shots and body slams, until you can-not breathe.
So then the person after that says:
Head shots and body slams, untl you can-not breathe
all the morals and laws that day were not with me
it was not for me to think, or even imagine what would come
i shouldve sat like ive been taught, not got so mad, not been so dumb
now im racing im pacing, cant forgive cant forget, cant relax, cant think
Now i understand the laws of Islam,shouldve understood be4 i decided 2 drink
And so on and so forth, but you get the idea, i hope?...anyone who thinks its a good idea, or wants to play along let me know, and then we can start InshaAllah...and and by the way, just because you start with the persons last line, doesnt mean that your ryme has to be the same idea or plot as theirs.
You can't hide, put aside your pride, hereafter get ready for this ride, try and be the best of best so at least you can say you tried...
By His rules you need to abide
Try to remember all the times that you lied
Know that from Him you cannot hide
So strive to be on the right path
Do not try to incur His wrath
Allah loves you immensely
How much to deen do you contribute intensely?
Love Allah and not the people
Watch the deen create a ripple
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
I care about my bond with Allaah
The Just, The Forgiving
I'm falling behind
Still not enough
It's so tough
Allaah is the Most Kind
I strive
I push
I cry
Give up.
No.
It's too late
Failure
Loser
Coward
NO.
Shaytaan
I will defeat you
I will conquer you
I pray
I fast
I read Qur'aan
Tears of repent
Tears of relief
No more resentment
Full of belief
Heart is lighter
Mind is free.
But
The temptation
Lurking.
Peering.
Waiting.
NO.
I am not alone
Allaah is with me
Always
Guiding me
Helping me
Always.
Always.
Shaytan and his army always tricking and fooling.
At the end of time they shall be losing.
Allah and Muhammad is my choosing.
The Qur'an tilawat is so pleasant and soothing.
Jannah is the dream I am always pursuing.
Myself and my Nafs I am forever improving.
Her Nafs
Story of her life
She's improving
Now that's a lie.
Tears upon tears
They are never-ending
Brush them away. Wipe them away
They don't stop coming.
She feels so lost
She feels so alone
Needs to bring herself back on the ground
No more head in the clouds.
Make Du'a
Stay strong
Allaah is the Only One
Always by our side
Never far away
She feels emboldened
Enlightened
She isn't frightened
But
The dark abyss is looming
Constantly on her mind
She finds
That she is wrong
She isn't strong
She can't do this
Not anymore
Once again, the tears are unleashed.
Helpless.
Forlorn.
The struggle is too much
Will she ever recover
Be better
Be stronger
She needs to push through.
This life is nothing.
The grave is beneath us.
The Hereafter is everything.
She has to succeed
She has to prevail
To save her mind
To save her soul.
It's never too late
To change oneself
Chances are given
Don't hang about.
She will improve.
She will be better.
Small steps
Then she will conquer!
Ya Allaah, please help us all
I beg you
Only Your Mercy, Love and Forgiveness is all we need
Only Your Mercy, Love and Forgiveness is all we need
All the oxygen that I breath, the food that makes up my daily feed,
I'm still here sinning, spinning uncontrollably, facing my desires and not winning
Not sitting to allow the less able to sit, wanting to be seen as among the nicest not ISIS
I sit, therefore, at home, after a long day's work trying to make sense of this world
heavy promo of the homo life, degenerative lifestyles not alternative, non-feminine, non-unique girls
Hatred of melanin, time invested in viewing Armenian women on television tellin their brain-numbing vision
Young lasses having their heads filled with toxic molasses, wanting to just be like the lady on Maybelline
Maybe one day they'll win and see the chest for silicone, the lips for collagen, cleavage as vermin-like and beauty as past the skin
Last edited by Cabdullahi; 05-05-2017 at 10:55 PM.
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