Continue the Islamic Rhyme

Jannah
Just making my way towards it
Doing everything i can to not quit
Iblees
Tries to hypnotize me
To make me loose faith
Keep me pinned down 'till its too late
And when I think that the fight is done
He whispers, no the war has just begun
He tries to spin me in the wrong direction
Between me and Allah he tries to break that connection
May god save us from the evil devil
May he not let him drag us down another level
We've worked too hard to be brought back down
And if i give in to that beast, i swear I'm a clown
 
Forget the chick-chase
never will i participate in this vulgar race
automatic ruling ment that i was ranked last
reason being 'a kept fast'
kept chaste trying to force the angels on stenographers to note down my good stats
resurrection day recitation of loggings
detailed accounts hearts are throbbing
you reap what you sow
on that day!! ......will you be happy or weep at what you saw



i hope every1 has a good ramadan ameen
 
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i write rhymes to instill a
-positive attitude perfoming straight acapella
not your average dude performance always stellar
simple words mixed with saliva hit an intaking microphone
image painting not complemented with piano sounds nor xylophone
my lyrics ridicule and are zealot prone
at crucial optimum time i shine like optimus prime
now and then the devil tends to tickle
but i use all tentacles to spray octupus ink preserving my brain like pickles
an idle cucumber i shall not be whilst my soul is in my body incumbent i must fight to defeat an acute slumber
strong techniques to influence will arise
nowadays its hard to have enough spiritual affluence to survive
so let your discretion be advised
 
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Tony said:
Slipped up
Tripped up
Sinnings got me ripped up
Hell is at my heels
faiths draining coz its tipped up

Low down
Slowed down
How low can I go down
Sins so great
like living in a ghost town

Short term
Conscern
No thought of when I return
To Allah and the day
When evil doers will burn

Drawn back
Called back
once again I'm brought back
Given yet another chance
Forgiven as I turn back.

Given up, I can't fight
Cannott stand my own sight
Sickened by the things I do
That keep me from the true light
Turned away I've no right
Lost amid the dark night
Caught in the sinners cycle
Wound up in it so tight
Destruction out of self spite
Sins eating me with each bite
Slipped back into this life again
And deviated outright

Just when I think its a one way track
He reaches out and claims me back,
This ungraetful wretch
Who repeatedly sins
Brought back to light and saved by Him.
My hardened heart encassed by lies
Is humbled, touched and I realise
That I can run and shut my eyes
But Allah forgives when my soul cries.

All encompassing light
That surrounds me now
I no longer fight
Allah showed me how

By the power of His love
I'm on bended knee
When I lost my way
He rescued me

Subhan Allah that He forgives
The fact that I self hate
Subhan Allah that He forgives
And guides me to a humble state
Subhan Allah that He forgives
To Him I must prostrate.

Alhamdulillah that Allah loves us so much that he brings us to the point where it is easy to ask forgiveness time and time again. He is capable of all things, and his mercy is endless.
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This is the best poem on 116 pages of this thread, wallaahi...
 
its mashallah...i tried with an failed attempt to come up with a similar version

someone once said carry on, keep going!
but knowing that i lack ammunition i cannot carry on
golden chance wavers across ,then its gone
bam! devil bullets are fired
You in a dire state,take cover its down to the wire
look out for deceptive ricochets
Gamma rays
time to radiate in confidence,old boots,tied laces
new phase
swiftly moving in this maze
and all i have is a matter of days
so i put on shades
terminator! terminate
kill the perpetrator
facilitate
your get away!
then in brilliance resonate
the peace bomb detonate
put up arms high today evilness got slayed!
not suicide like kamikaze
in a run down bunker, ear deafening sounds
thunder
machine gun rounds
hell bound
is that how its getting down?
not on my watch nope!
outstretched fingers cling the rope
airlifted from the staring lava
picture perfect panorama
cinematic
win was emphatic
life is anaerobic
muscles take the lactic
spasmic like Robocop
grew up on eating coco pops
innocent,bed time story goldilocks
three bears
the giant with three golden hairs
I yearn for another childhood
so good
grown up now ,black history
experiencing the misery
-of bad decisions
final abode is pending
fermenting
zombie like humans running
like cats and dogs
my heart throbs
for this religion
i live by persistence to ignore worldly temptations
 
BAM! freely i slam these enslaved masons,
those suposedly 'illuminated' but to darkness they a keep a liaison
culminated grand masters to spoil plans hold i their thyroid glands
novus ordo seclorum is latin for disorder at the scrotum
grey hair fags trying to heist-
- morality despite them being at latter stages of life
allah is one an only and created the force you blindly worship
you can make errands but god makes them too....
boo! cant wait for the ultimate fall you all will be up rooted like parsnips
in all sincerity muslim brothers and sisters lets come back to reality
the devil they take as a diety is our worst enemy
so equip with quranic scriptures and salah
let them laugh but you'll laugh last with rapture in jannah
 
let them laugh but you'll laugh last with rapture in jannah
o really? serious? hard to believe coz
my defence goes up
my nafs makes it come down
n this thing keeps goin round n round
aint got an answer to be found
n so temptation continues to resound
im a human thats fumin on sinful ground
deathbound - good deeds not worth a single pound

BUT ITS SO FUNNY COZ I STILL GOT HOPE
n i still find it funny seein people like the pope
wonderin how can they possibly cope
wivout islam in their hearts to cleanse like a soap

i dont get myself - i really dont
and its why i always hope Allah will never let me go...
 
*hmm...I had to shorten your line. sorry :embarrass*
I hope Allah will never let me go..
And continue to bestow
On me his mercy and grace,
As I continue to be a disgrace.
Never have I offered a fard prayer
Yet love to flaunt my flawless hair.
Regarding music as a remedy,
I shy away from helping the needy.
I hope Allah will never let me go..
And with Noor make my face glow.
Even as I keep doin' all that's wrong,
As if me and religion don't belong.
​

sigh. I give up <_<
 
As if me and religion don't belong....


Heard this before in a different song
though the music died, the lyrics still strong
it warped my mind and sent me wrong
away from the places my soul belong

indellible stains on my weakened soul,
the marks of sin when the devils control, the
sublte temptations, gently cajole
to a place in hell and a fiery hole

The beast is near, it blocks the light
blackens my soul and narrows my sight
distracts my mind from the need to fight
when I know im wrong, it tells me im right

And I cry inside while shaytan grins
coz I'll die with pride and other sins
but I still backslide and the evil wins
I could have tried but my emaan spins

I do good deeds but there not enough
no brother told me it could be this tough
that you get knocked down and treated rough
from the devils who hate you and call your bluff

Just when I thought my emaan was a tower
it crumbled and fell and I lost the power
to praise my Lord for the tiniest flower
to fear and prepare for the ultimate hour

So now im lost, stripped of His grace
a speck in the desert, a grain of disgrace
far and away from His wonderous face
in the darkend bowels of a trecherous place

I pine to be back in the light of God
and though you might see this as nothing but odd
I cannot seem to onwardly plod
when weighed down with sins like a devilish clod...........of earth

but the earth is beckoning
the fire is greeting
the day of reckoning
our time is fleeting
the roar is deafining
and soon our meeting
a last repenting
a final beating
A chance to be free of the pain
To stand and cry JIHAD again
I will not allow hells reign
I will not be one of the sleign
I will try to live in refrain.................

........Please Allah help me again............
 
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Please Allah help me again ..
My heart has a painful stain ..

From those times when I went blind ..
Did so many wrongs, I wish I can rewind ..

The time to do good and pray ..
But your wisdom will always stay ..

That a slave will commit a mistake ..
And the one whos truely awake ..

Is the one who asks for forgiveness and mercy ..
So please forgive me, my heart needs some clarity ..
 
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My heart
is in need
of some clarity.
A little seed;
of doubt,
has been sown,
and it's starting
to sprout...
It's growing..
like a wild weed,
Contaminating
my heart..
and pulling..
me apart...​
 
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Assalamualikum
i didn't read the rhymes yet but jst came on here to say tht i realllyyy miss rhymingg..i been so bz nd i hv no internet in BD fr now which is why i culdn't msg any of u sis nd broz..but i really miss rhyming..keep on doin this i see new broz nd sis rhymin..KEEP IT UP..i'mma read em later..I see bro Abdul Hakim still has it..KEEP It up bro..
Walaikumasalam
 
Im BACK! here to revive
the rap section once more
i've realised its been 4!
4 weeks no rhymes
my heart bleeds,pleads for me to not follow pied piper chimes
im swayed with ease
society's make-up is so messed up that it feeds -
the ego
we go
with a worn out soul straight into a black hole
state of oblivion still in the islamic fold
not dead yet , sitting in allah's dominion still glimmer of hope to once more grasp hold of his rope
how to cope
with a foggy scope?
abdullahi is a vigilante out there to bring allah's law seen dashing out in a lope from his house with his rain coat




just some lines...it might not make sense to some
 
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