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Wow.

That blew me away.

Isnt a woman an epitome of forgiveness when it comes to her husband and the one she loves anyway? (Thats rhetorical) Such a beautiful soul...

SubhanAllah
 
Mz said:
wow... sis that topped the second one... i didnt think it possible :uuh: subhanAllaah PUBLISH IT ! you simply must !

btw before you ask if anything is clear :p, she had an abortion and womb got taken out so she cant get preg anymore, he married again by her consent, she awaited him but he took so long she began to wonder if he's ever coming or staying with the other wife, she decides to pray (mashAllah) as she makes sujood she passes away and her husband finds her to his dismay

mashaAllah amazing !
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lol mashaAllah Mz bro. Actually her womb is intact (i.e. barren womb) but due to some complication of miscarriage (not abortion) she is unable to have more children. You've got the next bit right. She actually suggests he marries again (she'd lowered the drawbridge for a second marriage). Her husband promises that he'll treat them both the same, but loses himself in his new wife and child. He keeps promising dates when he will return but fails to come. Then that day, realising how badly he's behaved, he comes home to find her in sujood. She isn't dead though! LOL! She is in so much anguish that she didn't hear him coming in.

Your interpretation had me laughing for ages! JazakAllahu khayr for liking it bro.



JolieFleur said:
Wow.

That blew me away.
Isnt a woman an epitome of forgiveness when it comes to her husband and the one she loves anyway? (Thats rhetorical) Such a beautiful soul...
SubhanAllah
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Absolutely! A woman has so much love to give. But it's when love is fuelled by piety out of love and fear of Allah, that it can be very forgiving and patient and thus survive the cruellest tests of time.

Jazakillah Khayr for appreciating it. : ))
 
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I really love how you describe everything. Her surroundings, her past, and her feelings and your use of imagery is awesome!
 
thank you and jazakAllah khayr br. Abu Sayyad

Noor sis, write something! You know I'll love to read it :)
 
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That last one got me to tears! MashaAllah, soooo awesome. Brilliant.

Make sure you publish it, at least copyright it, lady!!
 
aw jazakillah khayr ukhti! Br. Mz suggested that too. I totally don't have a clue how to go about it though.
 
Scents of Jannah said:
lol mashaAllah Mz bro. Actually her womb is intact (i.e. barren womb) but due to some complication of miscarriage (not abortion) she is unable to have more children. You've got the next bit right. She actually suggests he marries again (she'd lowered the drawbridge for a second marriage). Her husband promises that he'll treat them both the same, but loses himself in his new wife and child. He keeps promising dates when he will return but fails to come. Then that day, realising how badly he's behaved, he comes home to find her in sujood. She isn't dead though! LOL! She is in so much anguish that she didn't hear him coming in.

Your interpretation had me laughing for ages! JazakAllahu khayr for liking it bro.
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my versions far more dramatic :p
 
ok inshaAllah and yeh dont post it here.. :p

*cough*yaani mere kebab mein haddi na bann LOL!
 
~My Beloved~


Your voice filled the room, strong and clear
You was talking about Islam, your tone sincere
You related Hadiths and taught what you knew
Oh how I wanted to be like you!


You seemed to think, breathe and live for Islam
Seeking the pleasure of Allah, your only plan
How you benefitted the Ummah, for Allah's sake
I marvelled at the blessings you would rake


And like rain drops constantly falling upon a rock
I felt the trickle of emotions that didn't stop
Time fanned the flames of respect and admiration
Giving birth to a love beyond my imagination


Oh! If only you knew how I chided myself!
Months of torture followed as I scolded myself
I wasn't good enough for you, on this I'd dwell
But my love was sincere, so only time would tell


And though your love was like a thorn in my side
My feelings from you, I continued to hide
My heart shuddered yet I'd seal my lips for duaa
But how could I hide my longing from Allah?


Then came the day The Merciful and Kind, answered my plea
For The Turner of hearts, turned your heart to me
How you worried this feeling was a trick of shaytan
You went away seeking refuge in The Holy Qur'an


But my beloved, you realised your feelings were pure
You were amazed by what you felt but you knew it was true
Allah had placed love in your heart for me
Alhumdulillah! That day you proposed marriage to me


Of course I accepted! What more could I want?
A servant of Allah who has the beauty of imaan..
And so we wait for the day Allah will unite us
I pray The Merciful will never ever part us


My beloved, I pray to Allah for Paradise for you
Success in both Worlds, in my daily duaa for you
I pray in both lives, Allah blesses our union (ameen)
My love, I couldn't have wished for a better companion!



Alhumdulillahi Ya Rabbil Alamiin!
 
Assalamoalaikum

I read them all, oh WOW WOW WOW, what is stopping you from publishing them , my favourite one would be the third one..

JazakAllah sister
 
loll bro abdullahi thanks!

thanks sis Hopeful! :)

I'm hoping to write more and try to get them published inshaAllah. Please do dua for me x
 
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a silhoutte against the gleaming moon
she stands by a window, in her room
her fingers touch the cold glasspane
tracing rivulets of pouring rain


he said he'd come home tonight
they hadn't argued, there'd been no fight
but no harm had come to him she knew
he was with a new wife and baby too


an emptiness aches inside her barren womb
where no flower now, would ever bloom
motherhood cruelly snatched by a final miscarriage
she'd lowered the drawbridge for a second marriage


he'd promised to fulfil her rights that day
pledged to treat them equally come what may
yet tonight, like so many nights before
she only imagines him coming through the door


she wonders if the moon can see her misery
his light is reflecting much too fiercely
illuminating the delicate contours of her face
her solemn beauty, so dignified with grace


dark eyes glitter with defeated tears
she knows he wont come as dawntime nears
with a hopeful heart she prepares for salah
donning perfumed garments for a meeting with Allah


nearby, a candle and breeze enjoy a flickering dance
when a sudden gust of wind threatens to end their romance
a remorseful husband stands watching from the door
the epitome of forgiveness, in sujood on the floor
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gd poem, but i have mixed feelings aout it :p
 
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