Continue the Islamic Rhyme

the test has just begun...
when u start to think ur done
and u start to think u'v won
good luck n hav fun
if this wat u believe, i feel for ya hun
here u go.........a....cinnamon bun?

hm...ok!
 
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Jazakallah Khayr for the feedback..you all are really too kind..:-[

Is this where I want to retire?!
What happened to me? What did I desire?
I feel torn; I believed I was only climbing higher,

I feel like the victim of a beautiful deception,
I thought I was looking straight, but it was clear misperception,
I thought I was on the path to become immaculate,
I was wrong; sincerity, I failed to articulate,

So help me, won't you, Today, just one time?
Wait, what did you say? That I alone, am the carrier of my crime?
 
SubhanAllah :ooh:

I...We....might aswell give up if we have a poet like that in our midst! Masha'Allah :ooh:

Erm...

That I alone, am the carrier of my crime?
That you wont help, my only saviour is time?
SubhanAllah its dawning, the reality of all I chased
The images come crashing down, the dreams upon which I based.

I'm at a loss now, coming to you burdened Ya Allah!
This heavy weight of my sins, I know will not get me far.
So I ask you to have mercy, on this weak and pitiful soul,
And never again will I resort to slumber, when I next hear your call.
 
mashallah Abu Sayyad

And never again will I resort to slumber, when I next hear your call.
Haya 3ala Salah, jump out of bed, stumble and fall
get up again and stand up tall

make wudu, get your rug, and start to pray
ask Allah to forgive all the sins you did that day

but many of us we get on our knees only in times of need
when our loved ones are about to die or when our personal lives are under siege,
but what about when we got food to eat happy with our family
somtimes i think happines is an enemy

because in those times its Allah we fail to seek and praise
for the blessings we recieve, as we stuff our face
but i know that forever i'm a sinner
deep inside me theres a battle between my pure spirit and human nature
 
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Deep inside me there's a battle between my pure spirit and human nature,
raging: light versus dark, wrong versus right,
one's pulling me down, the other's raising me to heights,
each grabbing me by my collar, dragging,
between the two, I find myself lagging,
pulled in both directions, its like I'm being split,
I've got to pull myself together; I just can't call it quits.
 
I've got to pull myself together; I just can't call it quits
Protecting my imaan while I focus on the positive
The worst cannot affect me,
because ahead are the greatest blessings
All the negativity's a waste of time, i declare now: no more stressing
 
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so you get the ultimate prize...

and none praise but the wise
it is only they who realise
the folley of hoping to surmise
polytheism and its vast lies

you can worship 50 idols
front like its feeling sweet n bridal
but next day you'll feel suicidal
coz your souls empty
n it'll be that way till u answer Allahs call
 
so you get the ultimate prize...
This time around nothing more to Comprimize
No more letting go of the Rope
Keep burning the fire of the hope
Believe me I know it aint easy
But before you know u’ll feel the Breezy
Of Imaan hitting ur Face so Gently
Stimulating you so softly Mentally
Changing the direction of your thinking
So you dont Keep on Sinking
In this world filled wit so much Desire
Don’t you want to Retire
In Jannah where there is eternal bliss?
I know you gonna confess
that the road to success
Is filled with hardship
Don't you dare to slip
Keep your head up High
There is strength in Imaan that can make you Fly
 
Islam is the best way of life...
is the solution, to the corupptions we're facin
its amazin how millions are left dying
millions crying
tired of everything they're starving
diging from trashcans hoping of finding something
but nothing, just depression
no ones helping, left on their own, but still they surviving
living a life, that we wont imagine of living
whos gona be healing, the pain that they feeling
mothers screeming, fathers geting missing
whats the reason, people killing one another
when we all are brothers, and sisters?
 
whats the reason, people killing one another
when we all are brothers, and sisters?

we whining over blisters
they crying over clusters
we whining bout welldone
they crying about raw
we dunno what to wear
they lost the will to care
we wish for death coz we stressed
they struggle to liv coz they blessed...
 
They struggle to live coz they blessed...
Even though this life is so darn perplexed
You try to look ahead keep your eyes fixed
On The price ahead, While the shaitan Whispers
Calling you to worship your Desires
No more will I let you Conquer
Me, Pass me the Anchor
I won’t let you diminish me
I know u’ll keep tryna get me
But I won’t let you hinder me
From the path I was born upon
So what you gonna do? C’mon
Watch me as I make u disappear into Insignificance
As I say A’udubillah, U become powerless & lose your Importance.
 
As I say A’udubillah, U become powerless & lose your Importance.
Bestow on me your mercy
And bless me with your endless bounty
I raise my hands to Allah the creator
Of the world, my only sustainer
Ya Allah, I shed my tears and bow to you
Hopin' you'll answer my prayer
Please answer my prayer
Ya Allah, the world has overwhelmed me
Without you it's full of hostility
Only you have power over all things
Please help me, I need you ya ilahi
 
Please help me, I need you ya ilahi
my emaans gettin more fried then kentucky
my mind keeps sayin lifes gettin sucky
is it my heart or is the water jus murky

jus yesterday was feelin perky
giddy is a kid neva hid from nothing
if i made a mistake, grin - im laughing
simple nature
that was me coz
nobody eva said "i hate-chya"

now it feels like one wrong move
a beat off the groove
n im the target
like the whole world tryna prove
this boys sick in the head
like i care tho
jus a simple bro
i'll answer to Allah when im dead
 
i'll answer to Allah when im dead
Go forth, Go forth... the past is behind you
Go forth, start a new page, the old one is turned
Hope is far from dwindling. Call upon your Lord and supplicate
And forgive you He will and heal your past pains
And you will be as good as new
 
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And you will be as good as new.
One step at a time, you'll climb up,
the journey's isn't easy, no one said it was,
one step a time, you'll rise,
your own worth, you've got to strive to apprise.

I have to face it, what I see's a deception,
cleverly disguised, she isn't an exception.
What I have, its bound to end,
no matter to what heights they ascend,
the law says, everything must descend,
Inevitably.
Welcome to the realization of reality,
a couple of hours or few more, everything's lacking vitality.
This world's cold, frigid, and stagnant,
useless and failing, it's the pitfall of every blind anticipant,
So close your eyes and consider,
once more, close them and reconsider,
then open your eyes, and think aloud,
is the one that's going to enter the grave, going enter with anything but a shroud?
 
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And try to be quiet, not really loud.
So the wise man advised his son,
walk with humility and don't become proud.

How many have passed, who were more worthy than you or I,
of achieving the Mercy of their Lord, they remain here no longer,
indeed beneath the Earth are souls worth more than a nameable price.

So when you walk, step with dignity and do not assume,
that just so you are alive today, you're saved from an impending doom.

If it were to be said, 'bring forth the best of people',
you would see coming forth, a people unknown.*

Strange, and unmarked, dust upon their faces,
worthless in the eyes of people,
Yet before their Lord, they stand unswerving,
in the dead of the night, faces buried in prostration.
Their eyes wet with tears, hidden from the sights of men,
desiring the Merciful, their Lord, Glorified is He,
He who is above the heavens.

They hope for Gardens, and a land that has no end,
Mercy, and the company of Wives; made solely for them,
Loving, caring, and beautiful, with a beauty that transcends.
patient they are, in pursuit of a trade that'll never descend.
Honorable before their Lord,
Is one so honored, ever to be disgraced?

Yet in spite of all this, they hope for something greater,
a day which has no equal, a day like none other,
They wait for the day when He removes His Veil,
They desire to gaze upon the Face of their Lord, Most Perfect, Most High,
Succeeded indeed have those, who attain this magnificent blessing,
Indeed they have succeeded, how we desire to be of them.

Such we have been informed of, by the most Truthful Messenger,
our beloved, our intercessor.
High and Honorable before his Lord,
May endless peace and blessings be upon him,
Our Lord, how we desire to be from those that meet him.


*I think this was the saying of one of our Salaf.
 
Our Lord, how we desire to be of those that meet him.
Your Lord is watching and he knows every step that you take
And he knows every plan that you make
And he can catch your every mistake
And he can catch your every mistake
As Samee' (The All Hearing)
Albaseer (All Seeing),
AlRaqeeb, (The Watchful One)
Al Khabeer,( The Aware)
Inna rabbaka ala kulli shayin qadeer
(Truly your lord is aware of all things)
 
Inna rabbaka ala kulli shayin qadeer
so let feer grip every wazeer (minister)
who wrongfully abuses the faqeer (poor souls)
or looks down upon every kaafir (disbeliever)
though, becoming a musilm, may be their taqdeer Destiny

i salute every brother who thinks himself worse
worse then the sinners upon who lies curse
through fear of being worse do they
perform acts in humility.. keeping their deeds at bay

i salute any brother who bravely speaks haq
whether in somali, indonesia or pak
though such speech could lead to death
the reward cannot be placed in any sack..


i feel pity upon the poor soul
who made his whole lifes goal
to enjoy frivolously the passing days
thinking life shall fade away like a haze
ignorant of the soon-to-come day
of yawmwal qiyaamah
when.. for our misdeeds we shall pay...
 
when.. for our misdeeds we shall pay...
and we'll have no one to turn to on that day
either jannah or hell, there's no other way

so work now be4 its too late
fear Allah the highest the most great
cuz it aint too late to change your fate

slow down, sins aren't worth anything
cuz later they'll be the cause of your pain and sting
fear, guilt, and the wrath of Allah they bring
 

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