When things are down
And you are out of your mind
Remember just remember
Allah is The Kind.
When your life is in darkness
And nothing is right
Remember just remember
Through the darkness,
Allah is The Light.
When nothing makes sense
And your heading for demise
Remember just remember
It doesn’t make sense, but Allah is The Wise.
When times are troubled
And no one seems to care
Remember just remember
Allah won’t hurt you, He is The Fair.
When your heart is breaking
And your pain makes you fall
Remember just remember Allah Sees it all.
When you are weak
And the road seems long
Remember just remember
Seek strength from The Strong.
When life is a burden
And everything is unstable
Remember just remember
Allah is The Able.
When the way is cloudy
And there is no one by your side
Remember just remember
Allah is The Only Guide.
When no one wants to listen
Or is willing to lend an ear
Remember just remember
Allah is always ready to hear.
When you are poor and penniless
And you are stuck in a niche
Remember just remember
Allah is The Rich.
When you are down in your misery
And there is nowhere to run
Remember just remember
You can always run to The One.
And when your scars are hurting
And your heart is in fear
Remember just remember
Allah is really here.
POEMS
Sunday, October 28, 2012
What Will You Do?
What will you do if Izraael calls for you
And comes to take away your soul?
All those broken promises to be a better Muslim
Each day you stayed the same
Whiling away your days of youth
Sending to the back of your mind the truth
Putting off the order to pray
Instead your console games you play
Rather you should have come to pray
Offered your prayer in a beautiful way
Improved your character like the Prophet (pbuh) demonstrated
Rather than walking around all inflated
The day when Izraael comes you will realise
your times was wasted, spent most unwise
So change yourself now for the good
While you have time to do as you should
Learn more about the wonderful deen before your death
Put into practise all we can before your last breath!
And comes to take away your soul?
All those broken promises to be a better Muslim
Each day you stayed the same
Whiling away your days of youth
Sending to the back of your mind the truth
Putting off the order to pray
Instead your console games you play
Rather you should have come to pray
Offered your prayer in a beautiful way
Improved your character like the Prophet (pbuh) demonstrated
Rather than walking around all inflated
The day when Izraael comes you will realise
your times was wasted, spent most unwise
So change yourself now for the good
While you have time to do as you should
Learn more about the wonderful deen before your death
Put into practise all we can before your last breath!
What Will You Do?
What will you do if Izraael calls for you
And comes to take away your soul?
All those broken promises to be a better Muslim
Each day you stayed the same
Whiling away your days of youth
Sending to the back of your mind the truth
Putting off the order to pray
Instead your console games you play
Rather you should have come to pray
Offered your prayer in a beautiful way
Improved your character like the Prophet (pbuh) demonstrated
Rather than walking around all inflated
The day when Izraael comes you will realise
your times was wasted, spent most unwise
So change yourself now for the good
While you have time to do as you should
Learn more about the wonderful deen before your death
Put into practise all we can before your last breath!
And comes to take away your soul?
All those broken promises to be a better Muslim
Each day you stayed the same
Whiling away your days of youth
Sending to the back of your mind the truth
Putting off the order to pray
Instead your console games you play
Rather you should have come to pray
Offered your prayer in a beautiful way
Improved your character like the Prophet (pbuh) demonstrated
Rather than walking around all inflated
The day when Izraael comes you will realise
your times was wasted, spent most unwise
So change yourself now for the good
While you have time to do as you should
Learn more about the wonderful deen before your death
Put into practise all we can before your last breath!
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Ahad Ahad!
Why shed these tears of sorrow?
Why shed these tears of grief?
Ya nafsy how soon you forget,
After trials come sweet relief
Why turn you from Ar-Rahman?
Why yearn for a listening friend?
Ya nafsy, do you not remember ,
On ALLAH, you must depend?
Read you not those stories ,
of the trials in days gone by,
Of the Sahabi beloved by Allah,
Who for Allah’s cause did strive?
Why loosen your hold upon him?
Why fling away, His outstretched Hand?
Ya nafsy, do you not remember,
Bilal’s sabr on the blazing sand?
“Ahad! Ahad!” He cried,
While his flesh did drip and burn.
“Ahad! Ahad!” He cried,
To Allah alone he turned.
Forget you the firmness of Hamza,
As the gleaming swords did fall?
With Sabr he turned to Allah,
as the qureish did slice and maul.
Why drown in salty teardrops?
How can you dare compare your pain?
To that of Yasir and Summayah,
As the lay tortured on the scorching plain?
Forget you the charring of Khabbab,
As on burning coals he lay?
Ya nafsy how meager your suffering,
Wherefore do you lose your way?
Why befriend you not Al-Wali?
Why not in Salat to Him complain?
Like Job who only to Allah,
Turned in all his grief and pain?
Forget you those trials in this life,
Cleanse your heart and make it clean?
Ya nafsy, why all this sadness?
Do you not wish your heart to gleam?
Be patient in all your hardships,
Allah hears your cries of woe.
So trust Him and His hikma,
For He knows best and you don’t know.
So tighten your hold upon him,
Lest He withdraw His outstretched Hand!
And remember the example of Bilal,
As he lay anchored on the blazing sand.
“Ahad! Ahad!” he cried,
While his flesh did drip and burn.
“Ahad! Ahad!” he cried,
To Allah alone he turned.
Why shed these tears of grief?
Ya nafsy how soon you forget,
After trials come sweet relief
Why turn you from Ar-Rahman?
Why yearn for a listening friend?
Ya nafsy, do you not remember ,
On ALLAH, you must depend?
Read you not those stories ,
of the trials in days gone by,
Of the Sahabi beloved by Allah,
Who for Allah’s cause did strive?
Why loosen your hold upon him?
Why fling away, His outstretched Hand?
Ya nafsy, do you not remember,
Bilal’s sabr on the blazing sand?
“Ahad! Ahad!” He cried,
While his flesh did drip and burn.
“Ahad! Ahad!” He cried,
To Allah alone he turned.
Forget you the firmness of Hamza,
As the gleaming swords did fall?
With Sabr he turned to Allah,
as the qureish did slice and maul.
Why drown in salty teardrops?
How can you dare compare your pain?
To that of Yasir and Summayah,
As the lay tortured on the scorching plain?
Forget you the charring of Khabbab,
As on burning coals he lay?
Ya nafsy how meager your suffering,
Wherefore do you lose your way?
Why befriend you not Al-Wali?
Why not in Salat to Him complain?
Like Job who only to Allah,
Turned in all his grief and pain?
Forget you those trials in this life,
Cleanse your heart and make it clean?
Ya nafsy, why all this sadness?
Do you not wish your heart to gleam?
Be patient in all your hardships,
Allah hears your cries of woe.
So trust Him and His hikma,
For He knows best and you don’t know.
So tighten your hold upon him,
Lest He withdraw His outstretched Hand!
And remember the example of Bilal,
As he lay anchored on the blazing sand.
“Ahad! Ahad!” he cried,
While his flesh did drip and burn.
“Ahad! Ahad!” he cried,
To Allah alone he turned.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Am I Truly Grateful?
Am I truly grateful for each breath that I take,
For each and every moment that I am awake?
Do I thank Allah for my restful sleep,
And for the dreams that cause me to weep?
Am I honestly thankful to the Almighty One,
For the early morning mist, the bright, rising sun?
During Fajr prayer , I use my soft prayer mat,
As Allah’s servant, do I appreciate that?
Throughout the day, do I realise,
That Allah, All knowing and the Most Wise,
Gives me what I need and so much more
And that I have so much to be grateful for?
A grandmother’s love, a book of hadith,
The clothes that I wear, the food that I eat,
The book that I should follow, the Holy Qur’an,
Promoting the good and ending the wrong.
So I must ask myself every beautiful day,
Am I truly grateful for each breath that I take,
For each and every moment that I am awake?
Do I thank Allah for my restful sleep,
And for the dreams that cause me to weep?
Monday, October 8, 2012
'IQRA'
Iqra!
Iqra!
To pray for forgiveness from Allah swt.
Iqra!To learn the vast of knowledge bestowed to us.
Iqra!To know what the future is in store for you.
Iqra!to seek the sole pleasure of Allah SWT.
Iqra!to reap the fruits of what Allah SWT has given us.
Iqra!to understand the principles of Islam.
Iqra! To love Allah SWT ,because it ishe who we came from and to whomwe return.
Iqra! To be blessed with the holy quran.
Iqra!
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