Oh Allah You are truly magnificant
Oh Allah You are truly Most Glorious
Oh Allah nothing is as Beautiful as you
Oh why do I stray away so oblivious
You kept me safe, You gave me life but all I want is to be with you
My mother says, and I confess, that to You I should always turn (more…)
The heart pinches the mind with agony intertwined
Lost are words needing to be said but left untold
Confused are most with lifes testing host & deeds
Given a clean plate inscribed with fate we hold
Empty are words flying like birds without wings
Deadly is the tongue bitten by some with fear (more…)
Are we as dedicated as Sohaila and Farookh?
Short Video reminder – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v9nsF95Z9VA
Sohaila and Faroukh
or read the text version: (May Allah reward the one who typed this up)
One day in the days of Bani Ummayah, rahimahumullah, after the Khulafaa’ ar-Raashideen, when Islaam used to be the dominant power in the whole Earth, when the Muslim country was the biggest country amongst all the others, and specifically in the city of the Prophet Sallallaahu `alaihi wa sallam, in Al-Madinah Al-Munawwarah, there was a gathering, a Muslim gathering, of some sahaba and some tabi`een, attending a wedding of two young but yet righteous Muslims. These two were Sohaila and Farrookh. Sohaila was the wife and Farrookh was the husband. (more…)
Father. I am in Awe of you.
No mountain is as tall as you.
No harm falls upon me when I’m sheltered by you.
Allah is indeed Great for He created you.
Father. You are the hero within me.
You say your getting old but you mature and strengthen in me.
Some see you age but I see you in my youth.
I only hope to become as great as you.
May Allah always bless you with health and have Mercy upon you.
Father. I am yours.
Father. I am you.
~ For DaDajan
Jalal ibn Sa’eed
Lifes Sellers & Buyers
Frustrated heart & anxious soul wanting a new sky
Life has dragged us through the trenches of desires
The scars don’t heal & the hole deepens hiding a lie
Deeprooted are sins & unforgivable say the liars
Unable to remain patient & steadfast & repent to fly
Frustrated love hungry and lost in burning fires
Waiting for the Angel to collect whats due in fear I cry
Final call & a final look at lifes sellers and buyers
By Jalal ibn Sa’eed
The Great Emptiness of the Soul
by Manwar Ali
Surely, before that, they indulged in ease and plenty.
[Surah al-Waqi’ah (56): 45]
Engrossed in the pursuit of our desires we keep ourselves back from reflecting upon the state of our souls. Scholars have always taught and lived by the truth that love of this world is the source of all error.
Umar (radhiAllahu ‘anhu) thought about the following words in the noble Qur’an:
Roses need the rain like a poet needs the pain. If poetry was to take form it would be anything but the norm. The words at times may rhyme a hymn from hearts that bleed thoughts born from my whim. Enjoy what you read while tears fall in need to write the light which shines from within my soul.
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Often one finds the words of someone else to bring comforts and guidance or maybe just a bit more light shed where we can prosper in our understanding. I will share some of the articles I feel others can benefit from also.
The sins which drip from my finger tips often haunt and taunt me. If Tawbah could take form of rain I could not bathe my pain enough to cure me of regret and fear. Only deeds that bleed from our desires can cause such distress its clear. My Deen shows me the cures and offers me hope of a better tomorrow whether here on earth or somewhere else divine.
I pray I can share benefits and reap rewards with you bi’ithnillah ta’ala.