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Subhan ALLAH...  Sister.. Beautiful Post.. May ALLAH give u rewards for ur efforts.. Aameen Bajahin Nabyil Aameen

Wasalam Ma'Al Ikram

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Ameen summa ameen

Mashallah jazakallah for sharing. I have also heard that when the prophet went on his mirage, he saw people in the hell fire scratching themselves severly with nails, so the prophet asked gabriel why they were doing this, and gabriel said these were the backbiters.

 

Also Allah describes backbiting as eating the fleshn of your dead brother!

eww

astagfirullah may ALLAH protect us from commitng such sins.

 

ALLAH HU AKBAR

They stand there with shorts, so short, excessively short,

shorts that so deceptively capture from them all they know

of modesty...

 

...and I proudly pull my scarf over my hair

 

They stand there, face lost in a sea of make-up,

make-up that so ruthlessly captures from them all they know

of freedom...

 

...and I proudly pull my scarf over my hair

 

They stand there, hair raining with gels, colors -

chemicals that so menacingly capture from them all they know

of purity...

 

...and I proudly pull my scarf over my hair

 

They stand there, so close, so very close to their "lover",

devoted to them, the devotion that so mercilessly captures

from them all they know of individuality...

 

...and I proudly pull my scarf over my hair

 

And they stand there, talking of getting new shorts, new gels

and colors, new boyfriends, materialistic things

that so wrongfully capture from them all they know

of God and love...

 

...and I proudly pull my scarf over my hair

 

For my scarf is my protector, my lover, my devotion,

my pureness, my beauty, my rememberance of God,

 

And I proudly pull it over my hair knowing that when I wear it,

I so rightfully thrust away all the things that the devil

brought about,

 

And when I put it on, I am

 

Free...

I'M TOO BUSY

 

Everyday as i wake up at dawn

My mind start working the moment i yawn

There were many things to do, o dear!

That's why i hastily did my Subuh prayer

I didn't have the time to sit longer to

praise the Lord

To me rushing out after prayer is nothing odd...

 

Since school, i had been busy every minute

Completing my tutorials and handing it in

My ECAs took up most of my time always

No time did i have to Allah to pray

Too many things to do and zikir is rare

For Allah, I really had no time to spare..

 

When i grew up and started my career

Working all day to secure my future

When I reached home, I prefered to have fun

I chatted on the phone but i didn't read the Quran

I spent too much time surfing the Internet

Sad to say, my faith was falling flat...

 

The only time i have left is weekends

During which i prefer window shopping with friends

I couldn't spare time to go to the mosque

I'm too busy, that's the BIG EXCUSE...

 

I did my five prayers but did so quickly

After prayer, I didn't sit longer to reflect quietly

I didn't have time to help the needy ones

I was loaded with work as my precious time runs

 

No time at all to visit a sick Muslim friend

To orphans and elderly, I hardly lent a hand

I'm too busy to do community service

When there were gatherings, I helped the least

 

My life was already full of stress

So i didn't counsel a Muslim in distress

I didn't spend much time with my family

B'coz i thought, doing so is a waste of time...

 

No time to share with non-Muslim about Islam

Even though I know, inviting causes no harm

No time to do Sunnah prayers at all

All these contribute to my imaan's fall..

 

I'm busy here and busy there

I've no time at all, that's all i care

I went for religious lessons, just once in awhile

Coz i'm too busy making a pile...

 

I worked all day and i slept all night

Too tired for Tahajjud and it seemed not right

To me, earning a living was already tough

so i only did basic deeds but that's not enough..

 

No time at all, to admire God's creation

No time to praise All_h and seek His Compassion

Although I know how short is my life

For Islam, I really didn't strive..

 

Finally the day comes, when the Lord calls for me

And I stood before Him with my Life's History

 

I feel so guilty b'coz i should have prayed more

Isn't that what a Muslim lives for?

To thank Allah and do more good deeds

And the Quran is for us all to read..

 

Now at Judgement Day, I'm starting to fret

I've wasted my life but it's too late to regret

My entry to Paradise depend on my good behaviour

But i've not done enough nor did proper prayer

 

My "good deed book" is given from my right

An angel opened my "book" and read out my plight.

Then the angel chided me....

 

"O You Muslim servant, you are the one,

Who is given enough time, yet not much is done

Do you know that your faith is loose?

saying "no time" is only an excuse.

Your "good deed book" should be filled up more

with all the good work you stood up for..

 

Hence, I only recorded those little good deeds

As I say this, I know your eyes will mist..

I was about to write some more, you see

But i did not have, THE TIME to list".......

A woman was waiting at the airport one night,

With several long hours before her flight.

She hunted for a book in the airport shop,

Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

 

She was engrossed in her book, but happened to see,

That the man beside her, as bold as could be,

Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between,

Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene

 

She read, munched cookies, and watched the clock,

As the gustly "cookie thief" diminished her stock

She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,

Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I'd blacken his eye!"

 

With each cookie she took, he took one too.

When only one was left, she wondered what he'd do.

with a smile on his face and a nervous laugh,

He took the last cookie and broke it in half.

 

He offered her half, and he ate the other.

She snatched it from him and thought, "Oh brother,

This guy has some nerve, and he's also so rude,

Why, he didn't even show any gratitude!"

 

She had never known when she had been so galled,

And sighed with relief when her flight was called.

She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate,

Refusing to look at the "thieving ingrate".

 

She boarded the plane and sank in her seat,

Then sought her book, which was almost complete.

As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise.

There were her bag of cookies in front of her eyes!

 

"If mine are here," she moaned with despair.

"Then the others were his and he tried to share!"

Too late to apologize, she realized with grief,

May Allah shower his blessing,

On the Ummah,

As Ramdhan is approaching,

Around the bend,

 

May Allah Aza'wajal make it easy,

For fasting is presribed on us,

As it was presscribed to ones before us,

May the days and night be spent in prayers,

May we refresh our lives from herein,

 

Shaytan will be locked away,

Hooray our work should be easier,

But hold and think again,

Our habits are already bad,

So let us try to mend it,

For Allah give us another chance,

Good health and strenght,

Which we take for granted,

Soon which will be no more,

 

Let us get started,

before it is too late,

For time and tide waits for no one,

Ramdhan here you come,

And you shall see,

That I am prepared.

All deeds of the seed of Adam

are for him but one

Oh Lord of this blessed month

we praise you for Ramadhan

and for the kitab You revealed therein

to guide us to the light

Ya Rabb, give us the imaan

to stand in prayer that mighty night

let our siyam benefit us more

than mere hunger and unquenched thirst

and by Your Grace, the ayaat of Qur'an

each day we shall rehearse

may we be restrained from the evil deeds

and from evil in what we say

may we know and understand

and implement the Prophet's way

what joy was there when believers saw

the hilal, the crescent moon

may we all emerge from this month, insha'Allah

muttaqun

Asalamwalaikum wr wb,
i had to share this with you because everytime i read it it makes me cry!
but it's still good!

muhammad alayhis salaam,
sat quietly in the evening..
his companion asked,
oh beautiful man,
why do u sit here grieving?
my ummah those who follow me,
the future of their faith makes me worry till i cry;
my brothers and sisters in islam,
will they be strong and carry on, after i die?

the prophet stood silently and prayed,
his beard becoming wet as he cried for all his fears..
oh Allah don't let this nation fade..
as he pleaded through the night, the earth around him filled with tears,
my ummah those who follow me,
the future of their faith makes me worry till i cry..
my brothers and sisters in islam will they be strong and carry on, after i die?

la lalala lalalalala lalalalalaa..

a stillness fell over the land,
companions gathered near to where the prophet laid
as aisha his wife, held tight to his hand
the prophet spoke again before he passed away,
my ummah, those who follow me,
the future of their faith makes me worry till i cry..
my brothers and sisters in islam, will they be strong and carry on, after i die?
my ummah those who follow me, the future of their faith makes me worry till i cry,
my brothers and sisters in islam will they be strong and carry on, after i die?
believers brothers and sisters in islam, will we be strong and carry on, until we die?

Mashallah Jazakallah for sharing. keep it up

Jazak ALLAH Sister.. Masha ALLAH.. u wrote this poem?[/b

 

yes brother I wrote this poem

May ALLAH give u rewards for ur efforts..

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Ameen Summa Ameen

MashALLAH great tips on keeping beatiful lol

keep it up

 

Allah hafiz XX

jazakallah for sharing... may Allah reward you for your efforts

muslim brother you''re not a gangster

you're just an incredibly big prankster

 

just take a look at yourself

you really do need help!

 

with that glorious walk

others don't have room to talk

 

with them big fancy dollar chains

you're just inflicting pain

on the brothers and sisters who really care about you

but to you their love isn't true

 

flashing about that cash, that you made on drugs last night

but you won't give it to charity, no your too tight

 

you stick out your chest

like you own all the rest

 

your'e always lying

no thought about dying

 

"no! i'm muslim i can't go to hell" you say

don't worry allah will make you and your gangter brothers pay

 

brothers you are such fools

why don't you abide by allah's rules?

 

please brothers repent!

for the time you have spent

oh brother stay true

allah will come through for you

if you repent oh brother repent

 

obey allah any your parents too

 

heaven is at your mothers feet

so don't retreat

 

don't flirt

with that last bit of skirt

 

save your respect

and try to be perfect

 

try to pray

5 times a day

 

don't use bad words to others

and be respectful to your mothers

 

and then inshallah allah will be happy with you.

 

By me!!

i messed about my whole life

I never gave a thought about my children and wife

 

money was my goal

my heart this world stole

 

the fastest cars i had to buy

the biggest house i had to get,i had to be the richest guy

 

I was totally lost in the world of sin

I didn't realise in the afterlife my life would truely begin

 

the world swallowed me whole

my heart had become as black as coal

 

but then my whole world came crashing down

I felt like I was going to drown

 

When one night the angel of death came knocking on my door

The knocking i tried my hardest to ignore

 

"open the door it's the angel of death,I have come to take your life" he said

from this i started to turn very red

 

"go away im not ready yet" i cried

the angel of death said "from Allah you can hide"

 

he asked again if I would open the door

but i just screamed more and more

 

so the angel walked through it like a jinn

from then i started to think about all my sin

 

"please don't take me!" I cried with fear

I started sobbing tear after tear

 

"To Allah I never did repent for all my sins"

Now i have to stand befor allah, while he reads out my book of sins

 

"It's too late now i have to take your soul" the angel replied

"for in hell the pain will never subside"

 

listening no more the angel took my soul

And my body will be left to rot in a hole

 

All my worldly goods left behind

it was like my whole life i was blind

 

I never realised what i did wrong

Now to Allah my soul does belong.

 

By Aisha

"Where we go, you cannot follow.

What we must do, you must steer clear of.

Whom we are, you shall not become.

 

For those who have sought the truth, we find it.

For those who have suffered, we fight for.

For we are the ones who have not suffered,

and have not sought the truth.

 

In their name, do we go."

 

"The sun's light shines on my face

As I see the dawn arise over the horizon.

I realise that it is time, to pay reverence

To my sovereign Lord.

 

I see the rays of the light come through the clouds

And I see a new land before my eyes;

Far different than the one I saw

In the day past.

 

I cannot imagine how it was different before

Only that it was

And so was I.

 

For both I and the land

Have experienced a rebirth.

A new life, as the sun arose,

And we arose

From our slumber.

 

Thank the Almighty

For the gift of life."

 

"I have the spirit within me.

How strong it is, I do not know.

But I know that it is of a type of glory

I have never before experienced.

It is the type that can deliver a man

Into the depths of evil in this world

Or raise his entire civilisation

Into the skies above.

 

It is a noble glory.

It cannot be taken by another man.

It cannot be broken

By an outside force.

It cannot be shaken

By the external.

But, and this is unfortunate;

It can have all of these done

By myself."

 

"Tell me people, how should I identify my nationality?

I am neither Emirati nor English, neither Egyptian nor Sudani.

But I carry the blood of them all.

 

Does it matter? We are all one family.

 

Tell me people, how should I identify my faith?

I am not Christian nor Jew, but I am not Sunni nor Shia,

not Hanbali nor Ibadite.

 

Does it matter?

 

I hail only from where I am. I follow only that which

I believe to be true. I follow no man; I only follow God.

 

And I am a Muslim."

mashallah jazakallah sister truely inspiring!

Whatever we do, we

MAY ALLAH GIVE YOU REWARD FOR ALL YOUR HARD WORK AND EFFORT. [:ROSE;

jazakallah for sharing. that teached me not to disrespect my parents!

ALLAH HUAKBAR indeed. ALLAH is As-samie- the all hearing the all knowing!

mashallah jazakallah for sharing. i have heard this story before ... but i like reading it again

jazakallah for sharing... interesting stories

Mashallah! great post here sister! keep up the good work!

Asalamwalaikum wr wb

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