This ummah is in danger, and something must be done,
But first we must remember that as an ummah, we are one.
Like a single body undergoing trials and tests,
When one part feels the pain, it is felt throughout the rest.
This is a poem which I read a while ago and has made its way around the Islamosphere… I thought it’d be great for the MM crowd! Beauty in the
He smiled, then laughed and finally cried. Maybe he couldn’t recognize emotion any more, it all seemed the same now. He did recognize though that his life was a hapless journey; a trip through hell into the grapples of death and probably as futile as the dried leaf that falls down and never gets up.
Although America has made great strides in civil rights, the legacy of our racist past still lingers. It is not easy to change the trajectory of a society simply by
Why I Should Not Be Allowed To Write Poetry, Ever Modern Wahhabi, socialist Jihadi Whatcha gonna call me now? Imma break past those labels – stupid labels Destroy those stereotype
Dear Self,
Here is a list of questions to ask yourself everyday, and see if you truly are Living Islam Daily.
Regards,
Yourself
Now that the primaries are here, I’ve become more and more disappointed with the various options. Muslims have been debating the best choice for months, and the more I think
Good poetry is, in a sense, timeless and immortal. This is not only because it is read by generation after generation of readers, but also because poems – unlike novels,
By Irum Sarfaraz It is perhaps A matter of thought Or perhaps A matter of experience That we eventually realize That nothing Teaches us More about life And about Other
By Irum Sarfaraz For all the anguish That I suffer At the hands of this world For all the pain I bear Of its people And for all the compromises