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Re: Ever Wonder Why
This is a really good reasoning.
Though most of us may have encountered variuos kind of Issues as mentioned above. we don't make it as a thought to post it as a thread.
I am really happy to see this thread. I hope to search and try to contribute some more of these issues in the mere future.
Hold you heads high brother. This is not jus a thread that needs replies but a thread that needs real answers
This is a really good reasoning.
Though most of us may have encountered variuos kind of Issues as mentioned above. we don't make it as a thought to post it as a thread.
I am really happy to see this thread. I hope to search and try to contribute some more of these issues in the mere future.
Hold you heads high brother. This is not jus a thread that needs replies but a thread that needs real answers
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Re: Ever Wonder Why
I have read this be4 n is thought provoking! good share
I have read this be4 n is thought provoking! good share
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Re: Who Is The Real Seeker
Nice poem, Masha'Allah
Jazak Allah Khair.
Nice poem, Masha'Allah
Jazak Allah Khair.
In The Name Of Allah
In the name of Allah we are born
In His name we live
and in His name we die
Our shadows prostrate to their Creator morning and evening
without our consent
Birds and animals usher in the times of prayer
Birds circumambulate the Ka'ba
while migrating birds stretch forth their wings
finding their way by Allah's Mercy
Only to feel unrest and leave once more
ever-searching, traveling discontent until they die
We, also wander
some blindly
while others see
In the name of Allah we are born
In His name we live
and in His name we die
Our shadows prostrate to their Creator morning and evening
without our consent
Birds and animals usher in the times of prayer
Birds circumambulate the Ka'ba
while migrating birds stretch forth their wings
finding their way by Allah's Mercy
Only to feel unrest and leave once more
ever-searching, traveling discontent until they die
We, also wander
some blindly
while others see
The Light Of Submission
I walk along a sandy beach
The sound of the sea fills my ears
The sun strains through the grayness of the sky
The sand feels warm beneath my feet
I shiver from the coolness of the wind
I found a golden shell some years ago
I recognized its beauty
And held it tight
It stayed with me o'er rocks and sand
Storm and calm
Only once I dropped it
But quickly picked it up again
Now it’s part of me
Its golden rays shine from within
Its light reaching out to others
Through my submission
If ever I think its beauty belongs to me
I may lose it forever
For I am only a carrier of its light
I walk along a sandy beach
The sound of the sea fills my ears
The sun strains through the grayness of the sky
The sand feels warm beneath my feet
I shiver from the coolness of the wind
I found a golden shell some years ago
I recognized its beauty
And held it tight
It stayed with me o'er rocks and sand
Storm and calm
Only once I dropped it
But quickly picked it up again
Now it’s part of me
Its golden rays shine from within
Its light reaching out to others
Through my submission
If ever I think its beauty belongs to me
I may lose it forever
For I am only a carrier of its light
I Am A Muslim, But Only By Name
I am a Muslim, but only by name
When it comes to practicing, what a shame!
I go to friends and relatives in suit and tie
It's alright if I occasionally lie.
Yes I practice, BUT when it suits me
Or more to the point, when it pleases society.
If I show my ankles, they'll point and laugh
They'll think it's too short and reckon I'm daft.
If I trim my moustache and grow the beard
They'll reckon I'm a fanatic or something weird.
If I wear the sunnah I'll get great reward
But the Kuffaar will look down on me, that I can't afford.
Yes I'm a Muslim, but only by name.
I make excuses which I admit are rather lame.
Yes I'm a sane man and I'm on the right track
Who am I kidding, I feel like a right jack!
To hide my inferiority complex I protest it's unimportant
Though my heart screams to tell me I'm a blatant fraudulent
The best thing is no-one can hear what's going on inside
People think I've got it made and with my life I'm satisfied.
But I'm afraid this is a fable and it's a pure deception
I have no peace of mind but this I daren't even mention.
If I remain ignorant it's OK, 'cos then I don't have to practice
Yes I'm conniving and these are baseless evil tactics.
But I read the Kalima and I think I have Imaan
I can't help my attitude - I was placed in a Kufrstaan.
Yes I'm a Muslim, but only by name
And with my precious life I'm playing a foolish disastrous game!
A little Muslim from Palestine
I’ll always be a contender
Yes I know my bones are very tender
And by Allah you won’t see me surrender
Look at my eyes/ you’ll see no butterflies
My home is filled with cries …….due to all the lost lives
But I swear by Allah I’ll never compromise
I’ll still throw the stones even with my broken bones
Why can’t I hear from you, don’t you have any phones?
Yes I forgot, you’re not on the chase, try it out and put your self in my place
Soon I’ll return to my lord, the one that deserves every grace
Oh you don’t have to worry because of me you’ll find no trace
You could have sent me at least one dinner plate I guess it is my fate
It really is to late, why did you wait
And la ilaha ill Allah is my mate
I am a Muslim, but only by name
When it comes to practicing, what a shame!
I go to friends and relatives in suit and tie
It's alright if I occasionally lie.
Yes I practice, BUT when it suits me
Or more to the point, when it pleases society.
If I show my ankles, they'll point and laugh
They'll think it's too short and reckon I'm daft.
If I trim my moustache and grow the beard
They'll reckon I'm a fanatic or something weird.
If I wear the sunnah I'll get great reward
But the Kuffaar will look down on me, that I can't afford.
Yes I'm a Muslim, but only by name.
I make excuses which I admit are rather lame.
Yes I'm a sane man and I'm on the right track
Who am I kidding, I feel like a right jack!
To hide my inferiority complex I protest it's unimportant
Though my heart screams to tell me I'm a blatant fraudulent
The best thing is no-one can hear what's going on inside
People think I've got it made and with my life I'm satisfied.
But I'm afraid this is a fable and it's a pure deception
I have no peace of mind but this I daren't even mention.
If I remain ignorant it's OK, 'cos then I don't have to practice
Yes I'm conniving and these are baseless evil tactics.
But I read the Kalima and I think I have Imaan
I can't help my attitude - I was placed in a Kufrstaan.
Yes I'm a Muslim, but only by name
And with my precious life I'm playing a foolish disastrous game!
A little Muslim from Palestine
I’ll always be a contender
Yes I know my bones are very tender
And by Allah you won’t see me surrender
Look at my eyes/ you’ll see no butterflies
My home is filled with cries …….due to all the lost lives
But I swear by Allah I’ll never compromise
I’ll still throw the stones even with my broken bones
Why can’t I hear from you, don’t you have any phones?
Yes I forgot, you’re not on the chase, try it out and put your self in my place
Soon I’ll return to my lord, the one that deserves every grace
Oh you don’t have to worry because of me you’ll find no trace
You could have sent me at least one dinner plate I guess it is my fate
It really is to late, why did you wait
And la ilaha ill Allah is my mate
A Letter Fom Satan
I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You awoke without stopping to pray. As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night. You are so unthankful, I like that about you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living, Fool, you are mine.
Remember, you and I have been going steady for years, and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I hate God. I am only using you to get even with God. He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back. You see, Fool, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you. But you have yielded your life to me and I'm going to make your life a living hell. That way we'll be together twice. This will really hurt God. Thanks to you.
I'm really showing Him who's boss in your life. With all of the good times we've had..... We have been watching dirty movies, cursing people, out partying, stealing, lying, being hypocritical, indulging in fornication, overeating, telling dirty jokes, gossiping, back stabbing people, disrespecting adults and those in leadership position, NO respect for the mosque, bad attitudes: SURELY you don't want to give all this up.
Come on, Fool, let's burn together forever. I've got some hot plans for us. This is just a letter of appreciation from me to you. I'd like to say "THANKS" for letting me use you for most of your foolish life. You are so gullible, I laugh at you. When you are tempted to sin, you give in HA HA HA, you make me sick. Sin is beginning to take its toll on your life. You look 20 years older, I need new blood. So go ahead and teach some children how to sin.
All you have to do is smoke, drink alcoholic beverages, cheat, gamble, gossip, fornicate, and listen to and dance to the top 10 jams. Do all of this in the presence of children and they will do it too. Kids are like that. Well, Fool, I have to let you go for now. I'll be back in a couple of seconds to tempt you again. If you were smart, you would run somewhere, confess your sins, ask forgiveness from Him, live for God with what little bit of life that you have left. It's not my nature to warn anyone, but to be your age and still sinning, it's becoming a bit ridiculous. Don't get me wrong, I still hate you...... IT'S JUST THAT YOU'D MAKE A BETTER FOOL FOR GOD.
I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You awoke without stopping to pray. As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night. You are so unthankful, I like that about you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living, Fool, you are mine.
Remember, you and I have been going steady for years, and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I hate God. I am only using you to get even with God. He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back. You see, Fool, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you. But you have yielded your life to me and I'm going to make your life a living hell. That way we'll be together twice. This will really hurt God. Thanks to you.
I'm really showing Him who's boss in your life. With all of the good times we've had..... We have been watching dirty movies, cursing people, out partying, stealing, lying, being hypocritical, indulging in fornication, overeating, telling dirty jokes, gossiping, back stabbing people, disrespecting adults and those in leadership position, NO respect for the mosque, bad attitudes: SURELY you don't want to give all this up.
Come on, Fool, let's burn together forever. I've got some hot plans for us. This is just a letter of appreciation from me to you. I'd like to say "THANKS" for letting me use you for most of your foolish life. You are so gullible, I laugh at you. When you are tempted to sin, you give in HA HA HA, you make me sick. Sin is beginning to take its toll on your life. You look 20 years older, I need new blood. So go ahead and teach some children how to sin.
All you have to do is smoke, drink alcoholic beverages, cheat, gamble, gossip, fornicate, and listen to and dance to the top 10 jams. Do all of this in the presence of children and they will do it too. Kids are like that. Well, Fool, I have to let you go for now. I'll be back in a couple of seconds to tempt you again. If you were smart, you would run somewhere, confess your sins, ask forgiveness from Him, live for God with what little bit of life that you have left. It's not my nature to warn anyone, but to be your age and still sinning, it's becoming a bit ridiculous. Don't get me wrong, I still hate you...... IT'S JUST THAT YOU'D MAKE A BETTER FOOL FOR GOD.
Ya Alllah Skillganon
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Re: I Am A Muslim, But Only By Name
GREAT POEM. You should put that them on a muslim magazine.
GREAT POEM. You should put that them on a muslim magazine.
The Element Of Life (earth)
Prostrate not before Earth or statues oh bondman
Nor bow to the moon, the stars nor the sun
It is Allāh who is your Lord, the Creator of the heavens
The Creator of everything, even the skies seven
He made the sun and moon subservient for you
A canopy above with the beautiful sky blue
The mountains acting as pegs, the earth a stretched floor,
The rivers and streams so you may thank Him more,
He made two kinds of every fruit in the earth,
And soil whereby vegetation is given birth.
No doubt in that are signs for a people who reflect,
A blessing for all, even those who sinfully neglect.
He covers the night with the day, it rolls around
Until evening comes and the moon is found
Watch the sun and moon as they move to an appointed term,
Learn, pay attention and be grateful and in Islām firm
Do you hear? He is the Dignified, the Forgiving
The Creator of the Earth, and everything...
Prostrate not before Earth or statues oh bondman
Nor bow to the moon, the stars nor the sun
It is Allāh who is your Lord, the Creator of the heavens
The Creator of everything, even the skies seven
He made the sun and moon subservient for you
A canopy above with the beautiful sky blue
The mountains acting as pegs, the earth a stretched floor,
The rivers and streams so you may thank Him more,
He made two kinds of every fruit in the earth,
And soil whereby vegetation is given birth.
No doubt in that are signs for a people who reflect,
A blessing for all, even those who sinfully neglect.
He covers the night with the day, it rolls around
Until evening comes and the moon is found
Watch the sun and moon as they move to an appointed term,
Learn, pay attention and be grateful and in Islām firm
Do you hear? He is the Dignified, the Forgiving
The Creator of the Earth, and everything...