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oh its nothing to do with the way you wrote...nah good stuff lol ...its the co-wife part if didn't like :exhausted :raging: :anger: :-[^lol thanks but tell me!!! which bits you like or dont like?
but that's not exclusive to your poems
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awww jazakiAllah sis! I just read your poem and think it's wonderful, sweet and well written! MashaAllah :statisfie
oh its nothing to do with the way you wrote...nah good stuff lol oh dont make me say it...its the co-wife part if didn't like :exhausted :raging: :anger: :-[
lolol say it! (makes me wanna write more about co-wives hehe). ;D
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i did say it
that was it...nothing in particular, just the "issue" in general
dont you dare
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i don't not like co-wives...i just wouldn't like being one
...and i guess...well i guess it just seems to poison everything related lol
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Wow post 57, untitled. That is right up there with the top poets, you really need to get them in a book and spread your talent, maybe you could donate proceed to islamic relief. I'm seriously blown away by your writing its the sort of thing you read and think I wish I had written it. Keep us spoilt with your poems sister. Peace
tsk tsk! lol :rollseyes InshaAllah one day you will advocate it! :laugh:
i don't not like co-wives...i just wouldn't like being one
lol wow! thanks for nice compliment bro. I love the donations idea mashaAllah, tnx!
Believe me when I say....
My beloved husband lie peacefully and rest
lay your weary head upon my lap
Let the day's stresses melt away
But before you sleep I have something to say
I don't want you to worry about money
What don't we have for this life's journey?
So what if our car is old and rusty?
It gets us from A to B, doesn't it?
Our carpet is threadbare, our sofa has sagged
But look what a wonderful husband I've bagged!
Our wall-paper has faded and peeled away
But our smiles lift the gloom away
Why do you feel bad, when your friends buy
Gold for their wives, their kids the latest toy?
You are my adornment, I don't need gold
More than toys, our kids love playing with you tenfold!
When you overheard my friends talking about clothes
A look of guilt shadowed your face and stole
The smile that is more precious to me than wealth
Truly my treasures are your soundness and health
So please, don't feel sad, for enough have we
Are you still listening or have you fallen asleep? <lol couldnt resist that!
Allah has made me your garment and you mine
You conceal my faults better than all the silk fine
My friends houses are filled but still they moan
Because in some ways, their husbands' let them down
But you have never given me a reason to complain
You've shielded me always, from all kinds of pain
In fact, I really love our life of simplicity
A reminder of how our Prophet (saw) lived humbly
What's more my beloved, is that everything will perish
We already have what we really should cherish
Each other, our children and food on the table
A marriage full of love, happy and stable
Every day with you and our kids is a celebration
Wallahi! With you I could live like a bedouin!
So no more guilt and sadness about our situation
No more pressure and self-condemnation
I'm more than happy in my life with you
Allah is my witness, what I have said is true
No more 12 hours shifts - tomorrow come home early
I miss us reciting Quran together so sourly
We will take the children out to the park
We'll race with them and have a good laugh
I hope my dear husband, your heart feels at ease
I will spend from what you earn and still be pleased
Now sleep my beloved with peace in your heart
And I will wake you for Fajr, to a new start..
alhumdulillah
My beloved husband lie peacefully and rest
lay your weary head upon my lap
Let the day's stresses melt away
But before you sleep I have something to say
I don't want you to worry about money
What don't we have for this life's journey?
So what if our car is old and rusty?
It gets us from A to B, doesn't it?
Our carpet is threadbare, our sofa has sagged
But look what a wonderful husband I've bagged!
Our wall-paper has faded and peeled away
But our smiles lift the gloom away
Why do you feel bad, when your friends buy
Gold for their wives, their kids the latest toy?
You are my adornment, I don't need gold
More than toys, our kids love playing with you tenfold!
When you overheard my friends talking about clothes
A look of guilt shadowed your face and stole
The smile that is more precious to me than wealth
Truly my treasures are your soundness and health
So please, don't feel sad, for enough have we
Are you still listening or have you fallen asleep? <lol couldnt resist that!
Allah has made me your garment and you mine
You conceal my faults better than all the silk fine
My friends houses are filled but still they moan
Because in some ways, their husbands' let them down
But you have never given me a reason to complain
You've shielded me always, from all kinds of pain
In fact, I really love our life of simplicity
A reminder of how our Prophet (saw) lived humbly
What's more my beloved, is that everything will perish
We already have what we really should cherish
Each other, our children and food on the table
A marriage full of love, happy and stable
Every day with you and our kids is a celebration
Wallahi! With you I could live like a bedouin!
So no more guilt and sadness about our situation
No more pressure and self-condemnation
I'm more than happy in my life with you
Allah is my witness, what I have said is true
No more 12 hours shifts - tomorrow come home early
I miss us reciting Quran together so sourly
We will take the children out to the park
We'll race with them and have a good laugh
I hope my dear husband, your heart feels at ease
I will spend from what you earn and still be pleased
Now sleep my beloved with peace in your heart
And I will wake you for Fajr, to a new start..
alhumdulillah
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very nice
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sis, if you dont mind my asking, what did you mean by this
Thank you sis muslimah x :sunny:
like a thorn in my side lol.. it means something that doesn't stop hurting until treated.. i.e. love/seperation etc etc etc etc... :mmokay:
lol inshaAllah :giggling: thanks sis x
sis, if you dont mind my asking, what did you mean by this
like a thorn in my side lol.. it means something that doesn't stop hurting until treated.. i.e. love/seperation etc etc etc etc... :mmokay:
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ooo, i see
you know, this is quite an interesting thread...it seems that each of the poems in it reflect and are "centered" around a particular chapter in your life...from the first one (or maybe it was the second) to the last one, each poem seems to be a "step" progressing forward, reflecting and revolving around this particular chapter of your life which i don't know what it is exactly but have a feeling of what it might be lol
alhumdulillah finally!! That mustve took week i think hew :-[
From The Palette of Time
(In memory of the Shuhadah)
Frenzied strokes of imagination, paint vivid pictures in my mind
Bright and bold images, blending from the Palette of Time
Depictions of Battles - of swords flashing in the sun
The sweetest hues of anticipation of martyrdom to come.
Pride shades the sorrow on my face as I imagine the scene
When earth was coloured crimson for the sake of the true deen
Is that glow from the sun or the colour of a martyr's blood
Or a rainbow of love and sacrifice, in Islamic brotherhood
And high from the battlefield, rises a crescendo of yells of pain
A Mujahid strikes for the sake of Allah, a Kafir for worldly gain
For women, wealth and status, thus fools for earthly treasures!
Grieved will you be on the Day, for with you died your pleasures!
Ruby strokes bleed sorrow and anger at the Battle of Uhud
When the cursed Abdullah bin Shahaab, broke my Prophet's tooth!
How I wish my tears could fall at the feet of those - in gratitude
Who fiercely fought to defend the Prophet, until martyrdom ensued
O Mothers' of Martyrs silently weeping, how do I paint your heart?
For truly the colour of patience in grief, a picture can never impart
I cannot paint in my mind, their souls in the green birds of Heaven
But know your beloved sons forever, in Allah's shade were taken
One day, I'll let my mind paint again, pictures of Islamic history
The unimaginable stories of sacrifice, the moments of defeat and victory
O Allah, grant us martyrdom - the faithful believers of your Beloved's Ummah
And make us leave like those before – unforgotten examples of Shahadah.
hew :-[From The Palette of Time
(In memory of the Shuhadah)
Frenzied strokes of imagination, paint vivid pictures in my mind
Bright and bold images, blending from the Palette of Time
Depictions of Battles - of swords flashing in the sun
The sweetest hues of anticipation of martyrdom to come.
Pride shades the sorrow on my face as I imagine the scene
When earth was coloured crimson for the sake of the true deen
Is that glow from the sun or the colour of a martyr's blood
Or a rainbow of love and sacrifice, in Islamic brotherhood
And high from the battlefield, rises a crescendo of yells of pain
A Mujahid strikes for the sake of Allah, a Kafir for worldly gain
For women, wealth and status, thus fools for earthly treasures!
Grieved will you be on the Day, for with you died your pleasures!
Ruby strokes bleed sorrow and anger at the Battle of Uhud
When the cursed Abdullah bin Shahaab, broke my Prophet's tooth!
How I wish my tears could fall at the feet of those - in gratitude
Who fiercely fought to defend the Prophet, until martyrdom ensued
O Mothers' of Martyrs silently weeping, how do I paint your heart?
For truly the colour of patience in grief, a picture can never impart
I cannot paint in my mind, their souls in the green birds of Heaven
But know your beloved sons forever, in Allah's shade were taken
One day, I'll let my mind paint again, pictures of Islamic history
The unimaginable stories of sacrifice, the moments of defeat and victory
O Allah, grant us martyrdom - the faithful believers of your Beloved's Ummah
And make us leave like those before – unforgotten examples of Shahadah.
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ooo, i see
you know, this is quite an interesting thread...it seems that each of the poems in it reflect and are "centered" around a particular chapter in your life...from the first one (or maybe it was the second) to the last one, each poem seems to be a "step" progressing forward, reflecting and revolving around this particular chapter of your life which i don't know what it is exactly but have a feeling of what it might be lol
*cracks up* sorry but no. most of it is just my crazy imagination ;D