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I love being a Muslim

Posted in Islamic Poems on April 16, 2010 by Muslimah

Islam is my religion which has no flaws,

I practice it correctly, as if im taking care of a beautiful rose,

I am surely given respect,

The only religion which is perfect,

All answers are provided,

Islam is the only way to be guided,

I love collecting good deeds,

Islam is there for me when I am in need,

My beautiful Hijab gives me dignity & protection,

I receive so much affection,

Truly I submit to the creator,

The most thankful, gracious & the sustainer,

Lets end with, I LOVE BEING A MUSLIM

By: Salina

A Friend or Enemy?

Posted in Islamic Poems on February 5, 2009 by Muslimah

He wanted me to burn in hell,
He wanted me to be among those who fell,
He wished to lead me astray,
From my Lords mercy he tried to keep me away.
Was he my friend or enemy?

It was because of him I was deprived,
He had deceived so many,
He kept coming at me until I died,
I still didn’t realize amidst all the agony,
Was he my friend or enemy?

He whispered evil to me every day & every night,
He defeated me without me even putting up a fight,
I didn’t even try,
I thought I can just ignore him and let him pass by,
Was he my friend or enemy?

This is why I was drowned in sins,
All along he was sitting back and laughing at me,
Then death hit me, now I can see,
But it’s too late,
There’s no going back to change my fate.

His task had reached its end,
This was his plan all along,
He wasn’t my friend,
I understood it all wrong,
He was the Devil, my arch enemy!

 

Why Cover your hair ????‏

Posted in Islamic Poems on November 7, 2008 by Muslimah

 

Two Muslim girls in a classroom – one wearing a Hijab; the other one without.
The girl with no scarf – eager to have a laugh began to gossip and shout…

“Take off your headscarf – lets see the length of your hair…
Go on just this once – it’s only a dare!”

The girl with the Hijab looked back and proudly replied…
“There is no chance that I’ll let 14 devils float by my side”

The other girl scoffed still wanting to have fun…
“So you’re prepared to roast under the burning sun??”

“Yes – because the heat right now means nothing to me;
It is the hell fire which is extremely scary”

Girl with no scarf – still wanting to say more…
“Why are you wearing it? What is the purpose for?”

“Allah will keep evil and punishment away from me….
This Hijab is there in my life for security…
I love and value my faith – which is why I cover my head”
Smiling the girl in the Hijab had said.

The other girl tensed – but not showing she’s feeling bad….
“Why not show everyone your beauty – once you have, you’ll feel ever so glad!”

“The beauty is inside me – where Islam is growing in my heart…
…appreciating Allah is the way for a happy start!”

At this point, the girl with no Hijab had nothing else left to say…
She knew that the other girl was always joyful and confident each and every day.
She realised that this Sister in Hijab will always remain pure and never will walk in shame….
The girl with no scarf knew she wanted to be exactly the same.

This is why, when she went home – she made a very big decision.
She realised that loving Allah can put you in such a wonderful position.

In the classroom, the next day – this girl was wearing her Hijab for the first ever time – feeling so proud…
Looked at the other girl whom she had made fun of before had said out loud…

“Oh sister of Islam – forgive me for the things I have said….
Seeing the love you hold for our religion has today made me cover my head…
Your sweet and caring words that you so dearly expressed…
Made me see how Islam has given you so much respect

I know that Allah will gift those who follow Islam….
Wearing my Hijab – I know that I will be safe from any harm.

Thank you My Sister – for you who I now admire and congratulate
Together as Muslims, we should aim to reach Jannat’s Gates.”

The first girl – amazed, had happiness all over her face
Smiled with love and gave the Sister a lot of praise.
“Marshallah Sister – Indeed Allah will purify your heart and your deen…
Continue love for our faith and in Heaven we will be seen…
Wearing the Hijab – we will always stay as the ‘Respected
Girl’….

And to Allah we will be known as the ‘Concealed Pearl!’

My Shade..

Posted in Islamic Poems on September 25, 2008 by Muslimah

You wonder what my shade is,
What it represents.
Call me anything;
An extremist, a fundamentalist,
Anything you desire.
I don’t care.
 

My shade is
My protection
from this evil world,
from roaming eyes,
from diseased hearts.
Call me anything;
Vain or Submissive.
I don’t care.
 

My shade is
My Protection
of my beauty,
reserved for one
special gift
that God has given me;
My Life Partner.
 

This world
is but a fleeting moment
about to end
at Any Time.
The Signs are here.
The Day of Judgement is coming.
No one will enter my grave with me except
My body, my heart, my soul.
 

Call me a pessimist,
Distressed,
Repressed,
Oppressed,
I don’t care.
 

My shade
Covers me
Like a tree from the sun;
Like a coat of wax
on your shiny new sportscar.
 

My shade
My protection,
is my Hijab,
yes…

I am a woman of Islaam.. and Proud!

Its the holy month of RAMADAN

Posted in Islamic Poems on September 1, 2008 by Muslimah

Wake up
and hear the…QURAN
It’s the holy month of RAMADAN

The time has come
to give the most sincere worship to the One

Dettach yourself from the world
Arrange your meetings with the true hidden pearls

Leave no room for foul rouse
Apply the monotheist testimony to mark your vows

Shaytans been locked up somewhere
Rest assured, your inhaling pure oxygen air

Be the change you wish to see
Bow down in chaste submission and piety

Answer the calling of truth
and give your spirit an enormous boost

Our good deeds counted as 700 blissful folds
Don’t slip away into the cold heartless mold
Keep it good..and hold

Crown the Quran..
7000 hasana for each letter
The more you read
The more good deeds, the better

Sins are rootless
Don’t make yourself look fruitless

The beggining of this month starts off with His mercy
Swim these boundless shores in gramercy

The middle is a pinpoint on his spread of pardon
Explore the bounty and fruit in his garden

It ends in salvation from hell
Destined to the keys of Paradise to dwell
Envision allevation & victory
If you finished this month with success
you have excelled

Then bid the pious month farewell..
and glue to your precious outlining beneath your shell

WOMEN OF THE HIJAB

Posted in Islamic Poems on July 18, 2008 by Muslimah

Her long, thick, shiny black hair
Fell against her back.
Her rich, copper skin
Gleamed in the sunlight.
Her slender figure outlined,
With her soft voluptuous curves.
But when she stepped outside,
She became a ghostly figure of the night.
Nothing more to the people
Than a dark, shadowy figure of oppression.
But she showed them.
As she walked down the street,
People made way,
Men lowered their gazes in utmost respect.
And others whispered,
As she held her head up high,
With pride in her belief
And showed them how oppressed she really was!
While they whistled at their women,
Looking them up and down as they were pieces of meat to be inspected?
She pitied their savage ways.
As she walked into the arms of her partner,
Her only love, Her husband.
Where she was transformed,
Into her beautiful self,
For only his eyes to see.

 

Allah the Creator

Posted in Islamic Poems on January 2, 2008 by Muslimah


How this big earth came to be,
 

And everything that we see, 

Even things in outer space, 

Came about by Allah’s grace.

How people lived so long ago, 

Lessons that we have to know, 

And who does Allah love the best, 

And why He puts us all to test.   

 

How He makes the raindrops fall, 

And what about the tree so tall, 

What about the plants that grow, 

And reasons for the wind to blow.

 

 

How about the oceans wide, 

And different animals that we ride, 

Not to mention mountains high, 

And the magnificence of the sky.  

 

Find out what we must not do, 

Things that are bad for me and you, 

Also things that are right, 

And how we can all gain insight.   

 

And the nature and the glory, 

Unfolds like a beautiful story, 

Of Almighty as He talks to you, 

Conveying a message pure and true,   

Read it up in the Qur`aan, 

It will strengthen your Imaan.   

  

 

 

 

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