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 30, 2014
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.
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.
Labels:
Allah
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
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
Labels:
Prayer
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
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
Labels:
Allah
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