Monday, September 2, 2013

O young Muslim!!






O young Muslim

I hear your story, so grim


You have given your heart
To a teen crush, soon to depart

The time will soon come for it to end
Tears, remorse and regret it will send

Deep emotions of anger and hurt
As you feel like a piece of dirt

But why do you fail to see
Allah has given you this opportunity

To turn away from this detested sin
Repent, and start a new beginning’

From lewd behavior become shy
Seeking forgiveness from Allah, do cry

Remove from your heart the lust dirty
And instead put love of Allah in your breast plenty

For this is the path to success
Jannah, the Muslims eternal address!!


(This poem refers to the haram relationships that young Muslims may be ensnared into by the shaytaan.)

Resource : internet

Saturday, January 19, 2013

I'm not Oppressed..I'm LIBERATED!!!....

                                     
                                         You look at me and call me oppressed,

                                         Simply because of the way I'm dressed,

                                         You know me not for what's inside,

                                         You judge the clothing I wear with pride,

                                         My body's not for your eyes to hold,

                                         You must speak to my mind, not my feminine mold,

                                          I'm an individual, I'm no mans slave,

                                          It's Allah's pleasure that I only crave,

                                          I have a voice so I will be heard,

                                          For in my heart I carry His word,

 " O ye women, wrap close your cloak, So you won't be bothered by ignorant  folk",

                                         Man doesn't tell me to dress this way,

                                         It's a Law from God that I obey,

                                         Oppressed is something I'm truly NOT,

                                         For liberation is what I've got,

                                         It was given to me many years ago,

                                         With the right to prosper, the right to grow,

                                          I can climb mountains or cross the seas,

                                          Expand my mind in all degrees,

                                          For God Himself gave us LIB-ER-TY,

                                          When He sent Islam,To You and Me!

FaCe BoOk!!