Continue the Islamic Rhyme

Aww that was cute, masha'Allah lil bro! :thumbs_up

And may I never say bye
Soul flying in the heart of a green bird up high
Family dead, no momma to see him cry
All alone, people dying, he cant help but ask why

800 Palestininas Dead, screams out news bulletin
Most of em were women, and innocent children
The newsflash disappears and so does the will to help
When will we come to the aid of those who are inno-cent

Hm :blind:
 
When will we come to the aid of those who are inno-cent
i see so many faces - most o em hell bent
i see their hearts twisted in dents
innocense lifted infested by western scents
most of these zombies lost their souls
lost sight of lifes tru purpose n goals
das why they look one way n the story goes
the other side suffers wiv no1 to fill the holes...
 
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the other side suffers wiv no1 to fill the holes...
huh?! That’s not the way it goes ^o)
if we suffer, then they too have their woes.

Don’t think because were dying one by one
that they're sitting relaxing under the sun

nah, terror circulates through their heats
pounding, gasping, as it pulls them apart

let them come in, let them stir a fight
if its their tanks they have, then we have the dua in the middle of the night!

we aint no Cowards
we'll fight, and fight till the early hours

dont think for a second that we're losing
dont think for a second that they aren't bruising

We’re fighting for Allah, they’re fighting for Satan
Now you tell me, for success, which is more qualifying


O people of ghazzah, you have made us pround
your sweet blood, fills the butter Gazan air
have hope, remain steadfast, dont forget, your're the ones oppressed
may Allah accept your dead

yaa allah, grant steadfastness to those who fight the enemy
grant sabr to those who have lost a family

and with the death of our heros, the ummah awakens,
for the eye of the cowards never sleeps :shade:
 
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The eye of a coward never sleeps..............

The terrorist state
will shake with dread
when the Muslim graves give up their dead.

Jack boot coming in the dark of night
blood and gore on their left and right
Smashed up mother in a pool of blood
ripped out fetus dying in the mud
Child in the street, his guts hang out
HE DIDNT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE BOMBS WERE ABOUT !!

In my heart is a crippling hate
for the Zionist pigs and their terrorist state.

Skin burnt off
bones exposed
writhing youth
becomes comatosed.
Blinding light
sickening crash
phosphorous bombs,
the Ghetto's flash.
The world allows
these devilish Jews
to kill and maim,
to rape and abuse
coz there is no oil
there is no cash
just flesh and souls of expendable trash.

But no-ones looking
they party with Obama
he is no use
just a rich black farmer.

God speed the day
when the air is keen
with the roar and the swords
of the Mujahadeen.
God speed the day
when the air is keen
with the roar and the swords
of the Mujahadeen.
 
God speed the day
when the air is keen
with the roar and the swords
of the Mujahadeen.
God speed the day
when the air is keen
with the roar and the swords
of the Mujahadeen.

But even the Mujahideen gotta keep their intetions clean -
Unite upon the creed, from those who proceed, one so presitine,
Never flee the scene, until their soul's seen the hoor-al-ayeen -
(Smile) know what I mean?
Living in a time with such opression -
Scared to live, scared to die - scared of resurection,
Have affection - yet I cannot claim to love -
The One above, unless I stop...
Sinning, being enticed by this stripping women -
Who are in turn enticed by an attached demon,
Wearing tight jeans" looking like their pained right..jee!
Leavin my Eeman tainted, please,
Don't tell me a real man ain't effect by such a sight he sees, -
So the haram's getting easier, while the option for halal flees.
And the charm of a sister, is one that momentarily releaves -
The fear of Allah - SubhanAllah, we need halal Marriages!

So yes, God Speed the day we return to the right creed -
Where deeds aint about greed but to protect and sucseed.

I guess you can tell the topic on my mind today huh? :thumbs_up
 

So yes, God Speed the day we return to the right creed -
Where deeds aint about greed but to protect and sucseed.

i think twice bout my every deed
coz i keep feelin somethin evil breed
like a seed spawnin its growin i know it
its tryna take over waitin 4 me to blow it
its like a horror movie creature waitin in the darkness
baskin in glee watchin me go on a sinnin spree
tee-hee - its sickenin i wan it to flee
my enemy
hidden, plottin, plannin waitin for a slip
so he can come grabbin takin me to his dark lair
n entice me waste me, blind me from reality
take away my vision fill it wiv parody
i dont need this life or its seductions
from Quran i've been given life-savin instructions
i jus want all o u 2 make dua
that i dont become one who falls for ova then Allah...
 
That I dontfall for other than Allah
that I refrain from ignoring salaat
that I stay wrapped in faith inshAllah
that I beseech in heartfelt Dua.

That I was guided lost and haram
that I was touched by sensing Imam
that I was blessed embracing Islam
that I feel love in gloriuos Adhan

That Im a sinner and cause of sin
that I disrespected the Alamin
that I abused the body im in
that I am saved, all praise to Him

That I will fight in Allahs name
that I will die avoiding shame
that I will give rejecting fame
that I love Allah is all I claim
 
that I love Allah is all I claim

another day to hang my head down in shame
painstricken, grieved yet only myself to blame
how i wish the days of sin would be erased
a clean slate, sinfree, for this i crave

may Allah bring to hearts such a thirst
that priority to islam is made first
 
that priority to islam is made first
fightin until my veins burst
Anger residin in my heart for a long time
Tryin to heal it by writin rhymes
Back facin a new life
New People gotta struggle and thrive
Where is my life heading to?
Only Allah knows leavin me with no clue
Just doors opening
Allah is there plannin
 
Allah is there planning
Without his consent nothing will be happening
Allah is there watching over us
We’re suppose to praise him yet we complain and fuss

I’ve found the whole which my iman was dripping through
Lessoning and lessoning till what I had was dark in hue
So I’m looking for some tools to mend that hole
And strengthen my iman till it becomes whole
 
And stregths my iman till it becomes a whole.
I won't stop if I have burning coal.
Where is my iman now?
Where my brain is a pow.
Where the shytaan tempts me!
 
And strengthen my iman till it becomes whole
i dont understand me or my soul
i dont kno why i sin altho i been told
i wish i had a better grip but i fear im jus a so called

i try gain knowledge n feed my spirit
but its so hard to ignore dunya n b free from it
it keeps on
watchin me
callin me
stalkin me
draggin me
till i feel myself fallen unable to withstand another rise
yet i struggle n juggle as i put my hesitations aside
mind on jannah
focused on Allaah
knowin wivout islaam n my beloved sunnah
there is nothin worth livin 4 in this dunya...


sorry yanal :-[
 
Its ok:). I suck anyway. NO more poetry from me,until I get my head together at least.
 
Its ok:). I suck anyway. NO more poetry from me,until I get my head together at least.

AsSalamOAlaikum WaRehmatuAllah WaBarkatuhu

I liked it,:statisfie you finally did my request of an islamic poetry MarshaAllah!!! :D

FiAmaaniAllah
 
there is nothin worth livin 4 in this dunya...
nothing worth crying for in this dunya
living, feelin, working, dyin
one day questioning
how much have i progressed in life
Inshallah i work to please Allah(s.w.t)
 
InshAllah I work to please Allah
Until my heart aches "Ya Allah"
But there is no faanah
In this world of test
Intact it's like a pest
Where the shytaan Tempts me
I rather go pee
Instead I lose my mind
When I'm not that kind
My imaan is now low
If you hit it it will break with a pow
Now do you understand me
Now see everythings hard
For me you and the Prophets of Allah!
 
For me you and the Prophets of Allah!

born in bangladesh, bengali's desh
raised in london where the handesh aint fresh
betrayed the lungi's for the fent
forced us to start living on rent
cant complain could be living in a tent
wearing less then a hap-pent
so heed this message ladies in gents
beseach your lord before your lifes spent



if your a bengali and you dont get this, you should ask where your RAELLY FROm coz u being lied to


:sl:
 
layed back
payed back
sinners in a tailback
now its too late
but they looking for a wayback

feel me
hear me
listen to the real me
listen to The Word
or burn eternally

Allah
Allah
accept my Dua
keep me clean
and enter me to Jannah

lost it a bit there but had a go !!

yo this tktony dude is not playing about!!!!!!!
 
Before life is spent , im making one thing clear
we need to rack it up and stack it up,
the end is near
the devil incarnate will soon appear
but loseing Allahs love is my greatest fear.

if you sitting in a smoke haze
choking on bud
tripping on the real thing
it aint no good
if you banging or jab it in
fouling your blood
your a dead man walking
is it understood.......
that you dont need junk
or home grown skunk
black,crack,smack
or getting drunk

All you need to blow your mind
to get on track
get realigned,
is open your eyes, you will find
there is a way back
for the lost and blind
You dont have to be resigned
to a future black or the daily grind.

So before this life is over and spent
be quick to detox and repent
For the love of Allah and the message he sent
embrace Islam or remain hell bent
 

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