Islamic poetry thread

Death

The Righteous will die,
and the wicked will die ...
The warriors who fight jihaad will die,
and those who sit at home will die ...
Those who busy themselves with correct belief will die,
and those who treat the people as their slaves will die ...
The brave who reject injustice will die,
and the cowards who seek to cling onto this life at any price will die ...
The people of great concern and lofty goals will die,
and the wretched people who live only for cheap enjoyment will die ...
Every soul shall taste of death ...​
 
~ BaDmA$H ~ said:
Women in Islam


How do women fit into Islam? What is their fate?

This has been the subject of many a debate

‘For the believing men and women, is a great reward’

This is from Surah al-Ahzab, the words of our Lord

It can be seen from reading the Holy Qur'an

That a woman has some privilege over a man

Praying is exempted during menstruation

Here Islam gives women consideration

A woman after marriage, becomes a wife

For nine long months, she carries new life

During childbirth, she is exempted to fast

Islam is against the burying of live girls in the past

They can pray at the Mosque or pray at home

They may marry or divorce - it's their choice, their own

After marriage, she can retain her old maiden name

And is rewarded for treating all her offspring the same

Once they are married, they should live pious lives

‘And the best men are those who are best to their wives’

Women in the UK, had property rights from 1938

This right was given by Islam, 14 centuries to date

In the UK, women could vote from 1918

This was given 1400' years ago in Islam - our Deen

Women can work and lead a happily married life

But shouldn’t neglect her role as mother and wife

A woman for her child’s upbringing, deserves her credit

Islam also gives a woman the right to inherit

A woman’s status in Islam, we should never neglect

In Islam they are favoured and deserve their respect​
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MashAllah - thats a really nice poem

:w:

Rabi'ya:rose:
 
~ BaDmA$H ~ said:
Death

The Righteous will die,
and the wicked will die ...
The warriors who fight jihaad will die,
and those who sit at home will die ...
Those who busy themselves with correct belief will die,
and those who treat the people as their slaves will die ...
The brave who reject injustice will die,
and the cowards who seek to cling onto this life at any price will die ...
The people of great concern and lofty goals will die,
and the wretched people who live only for cheap enjoyment will die ...
Every soul shall taste of death ...​
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:sl: warhmatulahi wabarakthu

:eek: scary poem but it's all true

:w: warhmatulahi wabarakthu
 
:sl: warhmatulahi wabarakthu

I'M TOO BUSY

Everyday as i wake up at dawn
My mind start working the moment i yawn
There were many things to do, o dear!
That's why i hastily did my Subuh prayer
I didn't have the time to sit longer to
praise the Lord
To me rushing out after prayer is nothing odd...

Since school, i had been busy every minute
Completing my tutorials and handing it in
My ECAs took up most of my time always
No time did i have to Allah to pray
Too many things to do and zikir is rare
For Allah, I really had no time to spare..

When i grew up and started my career
Working all day to secure my future
When I reached home, I prefered to have fun
I chatted on the phone but i didn't read the Quran
I spent too much time surfing the Internet
Sad to say, my faith was falling flat...

The only time i have left is weekends
During which i prefer window shopping with friends
I couldn't spare time to go to the mosque
I'm too busy, that's the BIG EXCUSE...

I did my five prayers but did so quickly
After prayer, I didn't sit longer to reflect quietly
I didn't have time to help the needy ones
I was loaded with work as my precious time runs

No time at all to visit a sick Muslim friend
To orphans and elderly, I hardly lent a hand
I'm too busy to do community service
When there were gatherings, I helped the least

My life was already full of stress
So i didn't counsel a Muslim in distress
I didn't spend much time with my family
B'coz i thought, doing so is a waste of time...

No time to share with non-Muslim about Islam
Even though I know, inviting causes no harm
No time to do Sunnah prayers at all
All these contribute to my imaan's fall..

I'm busy here and busy there
I've no time at all, that's all i care
I went for religious lessons, just once in awhile
Coz i'm too busy making a pile...

I worked all day and i slept all night
Too tired for Tahajjud and it seemed not right
To me, earning a living was already tough
so i only did basic deeds but that's not enough..

No time at all, to admire God's creation
No time to praise All_h and seek His Compassion
Although I know how short is my life
For Islam, I really didn't strive..

Finally the day comes, when the Lord calls for me
And I stood before Him with my Life's History

I feel so guilty b'coz i should have prayed more
Isn't that what a Muslim lives for?
To thank Allah and do more good deeds
And the Quran is for us all to read..

Now at Judgement Day, I'm starting to fret
I've wasted my life but it's too late to regret
My entry to Paradise depend on my good behaviour
But i've not done enough nor did proper prayer

My "good deed book" is given from my right
An angel opened my "book" and read out my plight.
Then the angel chided me....

"O You Muslim servant, you are the one,
Who is given enough time, yet not much is done
Do you know that your faith is loose?
saying "no time" is only an excuse.
Your "good deed book" should be filled up more
with all the good work you stood up for..

Hence, I only recorded those little good deeds
As I say this, I know your eyes will mist..
I was about to write some more, you see
But i did not have, THE TIME to list".......

THE END..

:w: warhmatulahi wabarakthu
 
AN AWAKENING


A reflection under misinterpretation,
Under threat by the devil’s deceitful impersonations,
Under no reason have we the right to lead ourselves to treason,
Far more needless causes and deeds in dying trees,
Falling leaf by leaf in terrible weakening,
We share our society’s anxiety without disbelieving.



We cry in the name of “God”
with a sword of fear striking through our skin,
Our soul is wounded; it’s bleeding
while our hearts are beating
to gain a peaceful meditation,
To thank God for his blessing,
on our knees paused in prostration
until we gain his satisfaction.



Forget your dreams and understand our means,
our inevitable feats,
To raise our flags of pride,
adorned with the blood of soldiers; side by side,
Aligned as one in victory or in defeat,
Deep in our heart…UNITY accumulates inside.


Fighting temptations like a battle of extreme conditions
By the night that veils the day,
And the fog that veils the sun,
A star fights to conquer the night,
Possessed by the revelations whispered by the moonlight.


The pen has been lifted and the pages have dried,
God is most Giving and the light has promised us an awakening.​
 
:sl: warhmatulahi wabarakthu

The Quran Sharif

A Book that is full of answers,
A Book that makes you cry.
A Book that makes you notice,
How much harder you can try.
A Book that makes you realize,
What true love really is...
A Book that gives you direction,
for all of life’s tough biz.
A Book that gives you hope,
that Someone somewhere’s watching over you.
A Book that helps you out,
Through all the times your blue.
A Book that was revealed to our beloved Prophet(SAWS),
over a period of 23 years
Once you put faith into this Book,
You can handle worldly fears.
A gift sent down from Heaven,
A treasure from above,
Written proof that shows us
How blessed we are with Allah(SWT’s) love!

:w: warhmatulahi wabarakthu
 
Proud ukht said:
:sl: warhmatulahi wabarakthu

The Quran Sharif

A Book that is full of answers,
A Book that makes you cry.
A Book that makes you notice,
How much harder you can try.
A Book that makes you realize,
What true love really is...
A Book that gives you direction,
for all of life’s tough biz.
A Book that gives you hope,
that Someone somewhere’s watching over you.
A Book that helps you out,
Through all the times your blue.
A Book that was revealed to our beloved Prophet(SAWS),
over a period of 23 years
Once you put faith into this Book,
You can handle worldly fears.
A gift sent down from Heaven,
A treasure from above,
Written proof that shows us
How blessed we are with Allah(SWT’s) love!

:w: warhmatulahi wabarakthu
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MashAllah a lovely poem sister

:w:

Rabi'ya:rose:
 
:sl:

YESTERDAY WHEN
I was trying to be happy
I loved those who love me
I respected those who respect me
I smiled at those who smiled at me
I helped those who help me
I hated those who hate me

BUT
I was sad and bad, and
I was called selfish

TODAY
I sit alone in the night
The glittering stars from
The clear blue sky
Stared at me and smiled at me
That you are happy. I said yes
Hoping I am on the way
Like a honey bee searching blossoms

BECAUSE
I love those who hate me
I respect those who never respect me
I smile at those who never smile at me
I am generous and kind to those who are strangers to me.
I am a muslim.

:peace:
:w:
 
WHITEMUSK said:
:sl:

YESTERDAY WHEN
I was trying to be happy
I loved those who love me
I respected those who respect me
I smiled at those who smiled at me
I helped those who help me
I hated those who hate me

BUT
I was sad and bad, and
I was called selfish

TODAY
I sit alone in the night
The glittering stars from
The clear blue sky
Stared at me and smiled at me
That you are happy. I said yes
Hoping I am on the way
Like a honey bee searching blossoms

BECAUSE
I love those who hate me
I respect those who never respect me
I smile at those who never smile at me
I am generous and kind to those who are strangers to me.
I am a muslim.

:peace:
:w:
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MashAllah, this is a wonderful poem...did u write it yourself?

:w:

Rabi'ya:rose:
 
sal3m sister, no i didnt write it myself.... i dont know who the autor was but i have modified a bit of it. I just wanted to share it and i'm happy you like it.

jazakallah khair.
 
Imagine


Imagine yourself

After you pass away

Imagine your grave

Through night and through day
Wishing that you did not do as they say
Wishing that you had got up to pray


Imagine, my friends,

The day that you died
Imagine all the tears that they cried

Remember how it felt

When your body was tied

Remember how it felt

During death's final ride



Imagine the Day

You'll be called to account
Imagine the sum

To which your life will amount


Think for a moment

Of the deeds which you mount

Think for a moment

How much they will count


What will they say of you

When you are dead?
What will they remember?

What will be said?


Will they speak of

All the poor whom you fed?
Will they remember

All the Qur'an that you read?


Think of Allah

Lord of mankind and jinn

Think of Allah

Whenever tempted to sin



Think of Paradise

Which you will dwell in
Do not wait until later

To think what might've been​
 
A Silent Du'a

All praises are for You Allah

How I know that You are there

For sinful though I surely am

Your displeasure I cannot bear


Never till this moment

Did I realize how much I've strayed
Never was I more conscious

Of the times I should have prayed


Ya Allah! Forgive me

Save me from the fire of Hell
Forgive me as You did my ancestors

From Jannah though they fell


Ya Allah! Protect me from all evil

For my soul is frail and weak
Let me not falter ever

For Jannah's the abode I seek


My actions once were guided -

By my faith which once was strong
Ya Allah! Please give me guidance

What happened? What went wrong?


Each footstep that I used to take

I took with You by my side

The Qur'an was my close companion -

My healing and my guide


Ya Allah! Please help me

For I don't understand and thus, I fear
What happened to all those days

When I never doubted You were near?



I sit here and I wonder Oh Allah,

Why did I fall so low?
What happened to my faith Allah?

Where did my Iman go?


How I yearn for those days Allah

For I know that the Day comes near

When each soul receives its just rewards
And Truth stands sparkling clear



In this short life of ours
So often does sin seem right

Falsehood seems to be the truth

Like day confused with night


Life is like a spider's web Allah

We get caught in its tricky snare

So often are we disillusioned

Time for prayer we cannot spare


We are sinful creatures Allah

So please forgive us when we wrong
For the road to Jannah is rocky

And the journey seems arduously long


Ya Allah! Our Creator,

Have mercy on us on Judgement Day
Please guide us with our steps in life

And let us not ever lose our way


All praises are for You Allah

I know that You are near
I know that You have read my heart

And my words I know You hear​
 

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