Monday, March 24, 2014

The Dunya

 And nobody said it was going to be easy,
 Who said it won't make you cry?
 Did somebody tell you that you wouldn't trip, slip or fall?
 Tell me, who made you think it isn't hard?

 That your heart wouldn't be broken?
 Mistreated?
 Abused?
 Tired?
 Used?

 Who told you it was going to be easy..?,
 That you weren't going to make mistakes?
 That you wouldn't fail?
 Why do you keep saying you don't need me?
 And I don't need you?

 Who told you, you have to be alone?
 That this burden, you have to carry on your own?
 Test after test?
 Trial after trial?
 No sign of the end?
 Is that what you’re waiting for?

 Who said you wouldn't grow old?
 That your health would always hold?
 What made you think that he was yours?
 And not a gift from Him?
 What made you think you were perfect?

 Well, who told you there couldn't be change?
 Why do you keep remembering your old ways?
 Didn't He show you the road to take?
 And reminded you about him who wants you to go astray?
 But He gave you tauba? An open way?
 Why don't you take it?

 Who told you it was going to be easy?
 Give me their name!
 Our worlds are so different.
 But yet we are the same.
 Didn’t they tell you, you're just a traveller?
 That you have to cross this bridge?
 That the other side is nothing like this my friend?
 It is eternal bliss.

 Didn’t they tell you about the drink that you'll sip? (inshaAllah)
 By the Prophet's (s) hands?
 That you'll be united with your loved ones, as happy as can be?
 That you can invite them to your tea party?
 Didn't they remind you, His Mercy overcomes His Wrath?
 That no one is more Generous than He?

 Didn't they describe to you the Gardens so green?
 Where you'll sit and rest so peacefully?
 Did they not tell you to think big and just try your best?
 To keep going even when things seems dark?
 Did they not guide you to make your intentions sincere?
 To be genuine and honest, and to trust in He.

 Did they not tell you, anything is possible?
 Dreams can come true?
 What you seek is what you will find?
 So think positively.
 Think good of He.

 Nobody said it’s going to be easy.
 But be patient my friend.
 Don’t look down, look ahead.
 And be for He...

Anonymous

Tuesday, March 04, 2014

O Allah

O Allah, due to my tongue being dry
Grant me the ability to lift my hands & cry

Friday, February 21, 2014

Intellect and Heart

Intellect one day said to the heart

"I am a guide to those gone astray

Though bound to earth, i reach the heaven above
Just see how far reaching is my sway

I am cast in the mould of legendary Khizr
i am destined in the world to show the way

I am interpreter of the book of life
I am an attribute of divine display

You are but a drop of blood
i am the envy of ruby's ray"

"It's all true", the heart replied:
"But look at me, be as it may

You look at life's trauma and drama
I see through life's white and gray

You deal with outer manifestations
And i am aware of the inner fray

Knowledge is to you, intuition is to me
You seek god, I show to pray

Limit of wisdom is restless doubting
I am a cure for the malady of dismay

You are a lantern to illumine a spot
i am a lamp to illumine the way

You deal with the concept of time and space
I deal with the concept of Judgment day

To what lofty place i do belong
I am pedestal of God Almighty i say."

Allama Iqbal

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Beauty Tips

For attractive lips
Speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes,
Seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure,
Share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair,
Let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.

For poise,
Walk with the knowledge that you will never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.

Remember, If you ever need a helping hand,
you'll find one at the end of your arm.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands,
one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows.
And the beauty of a woman, with passing years, only grows!

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Allah

Allah is truly the Almighty,
Who can create by simply saying be,
His beauty is beyond our imagination,
Leaves you to ponder in fascination,
He holds all beauty.
To worship him is our duty,
It is He who gives life from the dead,
'Be' is just whats needed to be said,
Its amazing how he created us all from one soul,
To worship him alone should be our goal,
He loves us all like 70 mothers,
Its is only Him and no others,
Allah holds all power,
Worship him before the final hour,
He is Merciful, Forgiving...I can go on for days,
To Allah belongs all praise.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Salat is Better than Sleep

Salat is better than sleep
Salat is better than sleep
I hear this as my phone sings
Salat is better than sleep
and better then food that I eat
yet I struggle to get on my feet
Sleep is better than Salat
Sleep is better than Salat
thats what I hear but it is not me who speaks
The Ummah of Muhammad (SAW) sleep
rather then pray what has been ordained
may Allah forgive our mistakes which are grave
the birds tune I hear, praising their lord
but my sisters snore forgetting about their lord
I struggle to wake and make wudhu ever so slowely
but I am now ready
off the the mosque now since I'm ready
with my father by my side
I'm off to the mosque now
even the hypocrites attended fard salats in the mosque
so what am I if I do not pray in the mosque
Salat is better then Sleep
As-Salatu khairoon minna noum

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Whispers of the Night

by Sh. Abu Yusuf Riyadh ul Haq
I pounded on the door of mercy as the world slept
And humbling myself before my Creator I wept

Hands raised high and head bowed I knelt
And dejectedly began to lament what I felt

With a torn heart I gave a tongue to my woes and fears
And in great anguish and sorrow I let flow my tears

With poignant emotions raging in me so fierce
I hoped that my prayers would the heavens pierce

Oh Maker of my destiny, Master of my fate I cried
Thou art the only refuge and succour for one so tried

'Tis before Thee alone that I bemoan
Sufferings of mine only to Thee known

Pains and torments that I can no longer bear
Hopes and wishes I can entrust only to Thy care

For 'Tis only the ocean of Thine infinite bounty that sustains all
And only Thy forgiveness that restores those that fall

'Tis to Thee alone Oh Benevolent that I extend my hands in plea
To whom besides Thee can this wretched soul flee

Forgive my sins and grant me my desires Oh Almighty
Reject me not, for nothing can redeem me save Thy mercy