Continue the Islamic Rhyme

I haven't written a poem in like forever, but i'll try at this one. i love poetry. tell me what you all think.

oh would that every muslim strive to be the best they could but it aint happenin any time soon
the state of the muslim ummah makes me shudder, it's all in crumples, a huge mess,
like a game of chess that we can't win, slowly and slowly bein overtaken
a topple here, an overthrow there, and the population runnin around after the Western civilization,
without a realization that we're bein exterminated, our identiy in danger of bein wiped out
from the face of this earth. we're goin after worldly aims, when our goal should be spreadin the deen
all over the world, in each and every single corner, make every person see that islam is the true religion
but how can we , when we're ignorant of our deen? when our kids spend years on worldly education, and barely a moment learning the religion?
and even then all they learn is the hifz of Quran, unaware of what the words mean,
the commentary is being barely ever taught. if at all, people focus on the hadith a lot.
spending years to become a muhaddith when they should've focused on becoming a mufassir,
learning and teaching Allah's Book, it's the criterion that will show you what's correct, differentiate between truth and falsehood,
but the enemies have succeeded in keeping the people away from it, knowing that if muslims hold on the the Holy Book, they will not stray and will not fail,
they'll be properous and will prevail, conquering the world without a delay, Allah's help will come to them and they will not fail
 
:sl: I haven't written poetry for ages and I found an opportunity in this awesome thread ^^ it's not nearly as good as your stuff though mashaAllaah
 
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but how can we , when we're ignorant of our deen? when our kids spend years on worldly education, and barely a moment learning the religion?
and even then all they learn is the hifz of Quran, unaware of what the words mean

Indeeeeeed :thumbs_up
 
i read a few of the poems on this thread and they were all great. there are plenty of very talented poets here. masha-Allah!
 
I haven't written a poem in like forever, but i'll try at this one. i love poetry. tell me what you all think.

oh would that every muslim strive to be the best they could but it aint happenin any time soon
the state of the muslim ummah makes me shudder, it's all in crumples, a huge mess,
like a game of chess that we can't win, slowly and slowly bein overtaken
a topple here, an overthrow there, and the population runnin around after the Western civilization,
without a realization that we're bein exterminated, our identiy in danger of bein wiped out
from the face of this earth. we're goin after worldly aims, when our goal should be spreadin the deen
all over the world, in each and every single corner, make every person see that islam is the true religion
but how can we , when we're ignorant of our deen? when our kids spend years on worldly education, and barely a moment learning the religion?
and even then all they learn is the hifz of Quran, unaware of what the words mean,
the commentary is being barely ever taught. if at all, people focus on the hadith a lot.
spending years to become a muhaddith when they should've focused on becoming a mufassir,
learning and teaching Allah's Book, it's the criterion that will show you what's correct, differentiate between truth and falsehood,
but the enemies have succeeded in keeping the people away from it, knowing that if muslims hold on the the Holy Book, they will not stray and will not fail,
they'll be properous and will prevail, conquering the world without a delay, Allah's help will come to them and they will not fail

my opinion is useless but i will say what i think anyway... you have good structure and strong sentences that pack powerful meaning in them Masha'Allah....a person will understand what you mean exactly...so its very clear in that aspect...unlike my abstract hype
 
thank you! any reader's opinion matters because it helps us see the truth about the quality of what we write. i myself am very critical of my poetry.
 
thank you! any reader's opinion matters because it helps us see the truth about the quality of what we write. i myself am very critical of my poetry.

I will tell you something Only a confident person will say 'hey everybody read my poems' because they know its good quality
 
Allah's help will come to them and they will not fail

we go through so much fighting tooth n nail
trying to stop our emaan from getting stale
and i can see shaytans horde setting sail
im their destination - but i cant just turn tail

I have nowhere to run and no where to hide
I gotta go face to face against what i cant see
but i can feel changes inside
and my feelings guide me towards right and wrong
thats why im standing rhyming after so long

I got a heart making choices each day
some i regret - wishin i went the othe rway...
 
some i regret - wishin i went the other way...
fishing for something should i say
an important part of me is missing
held back by life and its trappings
wondering should i quit or should i count my blessings
My essence ...existence is to worship Allah the ever living the omnipotently exisiting
excellence in resisting the devil who likes to insist and demand on you persisting on a blindly way
but lucky we have many sayings that we can hurl at demons to cast them away
 
some i regret - wishin i went the other way...
fishing for something should i say
an important part of me is missing
held back by life and its trappings
wondering should i quit or should i count my blessings
My essence ...
existence is to worship Allah the ever living the omnipotently exisiting
excellence in resisting the devil who likes to insist and demand on you persisting on a blindly way
but lucky we have many sayings that we can hurl at demons to cast them away
your respite has become seeing others suffer despite your love for them
it stems from jealousy
meticulously you look around to see what others have that you dont own
religiously not sound...you want change but ur condition is a mystery that dumbfounds
overtaken by frustration you hold society to ransom
if they dont change you wont change its in tandem
but soon you realize change is within ones self ...the hostages you hand them in
like a repentant bank robber who put down his guns after thinking about his wife and kids in the corner of his brain finding them
A true believer is one who says no to the deceiver at extreme situations leaving him livid
broke out of you shell once and for all cus u were timid...
it happened all at once leaving you with experiences that were vivid


new and improved
 
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I tried to write something but couldn't come up with much.

but lucky we have many sayings that we can hurl at demons to cast them away

and in this day it's as if the demons' all over the place
demons from the past in addition to those
making the world dark as night, it's hard to find one's way
wandering through the streets like a madman, wondering how to change,
it's lucky we have many sayings that we can hurl at demons to cast them away
 
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I am really tired,but I keep going for Islaam,striving the hardest I can.
I am trying to be the best man I can.
In terms of religion and deen.
I hope not to be seen.
I walk around in hope
Seeing people smoke dope
I feel pity for them,for what will occur to them
May Allaah guide them and us
Take us to the grand bus
To heaven.
Which happen to be seven.
May Allaah help us all and guide us on the correct paths,ameen!

Sorry if it sounds absurd,I just wrote my thoughts and portrayed them into a poem.
 
May Allaah help us all and guide us on the correct paths, ameen!
to lead a beautiful life, pleasing our Lord more than anything, however it seems
sometimes we're making circles for eternity
and getting nowhere and this life's one long dream.
i wish we'd wake up from this long dream, see the reality
and really live again, but now i just want to scream
May Allaah help us all and guide us on the correct paths, ameen!
 
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Ameen, I mean
i really feel like my brothers n sisters are feeling this dean
feeling an eruption within the islamic scene

just make sure it doesnt blow up in your face
and you keep track of ur soul and ur pace
burnin out is easy - i've seen it take place
too many lil muslims treatin islam like a race
rather take it easy - coz islam is easy
if ALlah wants to - he'll make it easy
so keep askin him for the heart which is needed
the guidance required and the patience to b seated
with a strengthened eman amongst the tough times
this is more of a message then a simple rhyme
 
this is more of a message then a simple rhyme
there's no point in just sitting here and whine
it won't get you anywhere in life
To get where you want you must strive
take one step at a time gradually
make a plan, without one there's nothing you'll achieve
Make lots of dua, it's what you always need
And with Allah's Help you'll succeed

i'm having lots of fun with this.
 
& with Allah's Help you'll succeed
because He loves his slaves to ask from him
surely nobody can surpass His generosity
walk towards Him by one step and he'll approach you with ten
and if we are aware of this eternal mercy, then let's not let society
deviate us from submission to this peaceful religion
and here I conclude with an older reflection..

I gaze into a mirror
To find an all-too familiar face,
Disguised by a mask of innocence,
Hiding the flaws,
Buried inside with disgrace
That nobody but the carrier is aware of
Because people knowing would be tough
Since it seems that society nowadays
Has created an honor system
Depending on what others think
And these opinions build upon the respect of another
Like a wheel, these ideals roll around
Confusing the other
About reality
Birthing false personalities,
Worn for the world,
To raise people’s so-called quality perceptions
And while each individual throws themselves
Inside the ongoing charade,
The fake display of pleasing humanity
Continues to plague
Until all the world’s a demoralized play,
Of blinded souls who forced their minds to believe
That putting on a good show for strangers
Will give them inner-peace
Till one day, they hit pause,
And stop the dream for a moment
To realize they made life a scheme
‘Cuz as the bittersweet truth goes…
The creation was not meant to please the creation
Rather, there is a Creator more deserving of all nations
Who is conscious of each grain of darkness
Piled in our souls,
No matter how hard we tried
In hiding it from the world
And yet He loves his slaves seventy times more than their mothers
And yet those loved ones turn away from him, only walking away further
And when those people who we tried to impress
Start turning their backs on us,
Only to leave behind the company of self-inflicted sin
Do we click rewind, to run back to our Lord,
Who does not forsake
So burn those masks, kill that pride
‘Cause it all comes down to a single, beautiful fact
Remain true to gain the Honor he will inevitably provide
Because it is capable of illuminating man from both sides
 
Because it is capable of illuminating man from both sides
trying to keep this thread alive
and i say with this rythme (sp?)

we must strive
becuase this dunya isnt going to stay alive

we will die, be buried underground
gone we will be, no more life

we get shrouded
deeds have ended
people mourn us
what will be our final destination
 
what will be our final destination?
it seem just yesterday was our germination
i remember the first bike i rode
the first game of hide and seek we played in our homely abode
wonderful parents meant my steady growth was assured
and now im like a pirate who's ashore
enough tirade about this life that i shouldn't really hate..my lost friends concur
this soul wants more...a better performance...it demands an encore.
suffering an onslaught...what we read to what we see on tv distorts
-our moral values... idolizing these celebs like statues
'No im muslim!' sorry if you walk half a mile to get that magazine...thats you!
they showed you the way and you followed suit
your islam becomes redundant.
your lords grace is abundant.
will you anticipate another episode
or will you participate in preparing a verbal epistle to your lord
 
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