Poetic Treat!

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1. 

   Amad

   April 2, 2007 at 8:52 PM

   It’s called Islam- the Inevitable.

   Mashallah, great start sister S.! Keep up the good work… look forward to seeing more from you.

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2. 

   inexplicabletimelessness

   April 2, 2007 at 9:50 PM

   As salaamu alaikum

   MashaAllah excellent!!! I hope to read more from you inshaAllah :)

   The best part of the poem in my opinion was the part about “Muslim veins” running through you; really if you think about it, that’s beautiful imagery right there.

   I watched that landmark, amazing video by Napoleon and how he came back to Islam and the BEST part and most touching part was when he said “The others around you hate to see that Muhammad (saws) is still in you, his Sunnah is still on you when they look at you” That made me think: Allahu akbar….the Qur’an and sunnah should be so close to us that it should be as if they are running through our veins…as if we know nothing else but to submit to Allah.

   May Allah make us true muslims and I hope to see more poetry from you sister S.! :)

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3. 

   Reem

   April 3, 2007 at 8:02 PM

   HEY! thats not fair, everyone wrote a comment for Sister S and none for me :) by the way i changed the wrong line in it and made it in to 2 lines!

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4. 

   AnonyMouse

   April 4, 2007 at 6:44 PM

   Awwwwwww, come on, Reem… we left comments at your blog! Don’t get too spoiled, now!

   (I’m just teasing… ;) )

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5. 

   Reem

   April 14, 2007 at 6:01 PM

   oh, I made another poem in english:

   What Religion do you Follow?,
   Are you sure your heart is not hollow?.

   Well, myn is not,
   I hope I never get caught.

   What is your religion is it the one you worship stones?,
   Or is it the one where you say when I die will I get up after bones (doubtfully)?.

   My religion is the on you pray five times a day,
   And you have to know that in the world you will never stay.

   So let me tell you one more thing,
   So listin carefully before your bell goes “ding ding ding”.

   That if from shaytan you ever get a whisber,
   just remember he is just a big trickster (means the one who tricks)

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6. 

   za

   February 18, 2008 at 3:37 AM

   ALHAMDULILLAH for good poem

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7. 

   Ahmad Najib

   October 4, 2008 at 12:19 PM

   A Nation in the making

   What has gone wrong with me
   Why does this worry not my heart flee
   Why are we so occupied with Monday
   When we have it all on Sunday
   Why have we chosen to live in fear
   Why does apprehension our minds shear

   How can we bring to others faith’s light
   When we have ourselves chosen to live in the night

   How can we face the One
   Without having faith none

   He is the most Just but what are we
   Running after this world and on a lying spree

   Our life should have a meaning
   But how we live is so demeaning
   We live this life as we never gonna die
   Many of us live, one aftter another lie
   This race after riches sucks our souls dry
   and when old age withers us ,silently we cry

   In the comfort of living room its easy to poetry write
   but tough to all the time our desires fight

   We can still light our heart
   By making faith our daily life’s part
   It will not happen in one day
   but every small step will go a long way
   Let ourselves be our own life’s incharge
   and join hearts making a change very large
   That will brighten so much our inside
   That its shine will pierce through, to the outside

   Everyone will live in peace and tranquility
   and things of past will become oppression and hostility

   But all that is not going to happen overnight
   It demands sacrifice, never losing our sight

   We will never lose hope, by Lords will
   until we get there we are not gonna sit still
   Pakistan will one day be, where we want it to be
   It may be pitch dark but some of us still can see
   those are the ones who have not corrupted their souls
   And have shunned all the corrupt and filthy moles
   Our Nation is in making inspite of all this turmoil
   Chosen ones are working silently, no one can them foil
   They have selflessly devoted themselves to the right cause
   and will slowly and surely keep going, never to pause
   It is high time to our foe identify
   and oursleves of all evil rectify

   let us join hands with those who are right
   and finally put an end to this long lasting night

   One day we are going to die
   and be forgotten,no one for us to cry
   But we can leave a noble legacy behind
   To forever our young ones of the truth remind

   Now when righteous are being pushed to the rock bottom
   Fresh and pure flowers are gonna from here blossom
   Its our will to take the right choice
   coz on that day we wanna with em’ rejoice

   InshAllah………….

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8. 

   Ahmad Najib

   October 4, 2008 at 12:22 PM

   Welcome Ramadhan

   Every one cheerful on sighting the moon
   and families congratulating each other on telephone

   Kids shouting and running in the street
   Elders gathering in the masjid to each other meet

   Now many will look forward to iftar
   Which after praying Asar still feels very far

   Mothers and sisters will fry samosas
   and everyone will run after pakoras

   We will all fondle with dahi bhallay
   Excitement willl fill our muhallay

   We will fast and still gain weight
   Every thing will be sold at crazy rate

   Amidst all this is lost Ramdhan’s message
   And we have deviated from the Maumin’s passage

   Do we feel for the ones who dont have enough
   Who have to live in this world so rough

   We have brothers who toil fasting with hunger pangs
   and rich lads spend millions with their gangs

   Ramadhan was supposed to purify us
   and of the evil rectify us

   We should feed ourselves and look around
   why can’t we hear needy’s plight and sound

   Let us bring to life Ramadhan
   and light up ourselves with Quran

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9. 

   Ahmad Najib

   October 4, 2008 at 12:27 PM

   Collateral Damage

   Bombs falling from the sky
   Human remains everywhere fly
   Young and old not differentiated
   Their family’s agony never appreciated
   Our Nation in fool’s castle living
   on and on goes barbaric killing

   Our rulers want to please “mighty”
   coz our hearts have no fear of Almighty
   One after other corrupt rulers on us imposed
   Our founding principles have decomposed

   Most have lost for the future all hope
   Still poor and middle class are trying to cope
   We have evreything that it takes to reach the top
   Only if we decide to this wave of crruption stop

   We expect our rules to better and improve
   But we are the ones who elect and them approve
   We have subconsciously them accepted
   Coz we have all ourselves corrupted
   Pure souls not gonna fall from the sky
   We have to purify us and ourselves try

   Those who justify killing in the name of collateral damage
   Will one day be held reponsible for their rampage
   Their loved ones’ wailing are heavens and skies shaking
   We look comatosed but infact our Nation is in the making

   We will root the evil out
   We will take the just route
   We will teach our kids to be straight
   and will infuse in us and them noble trait
   we will not lie and corrupt ourselves
   and learn Quran by taking em off the shelves
   We will shed this hate and unite
   And under one umbrella will unite

   Those who want to separate us
   by instilling in us hateful pus
   Will be one day miserably defeated
   Our mistakes will never be repeated
   We are slowly moving to the goal
   and to heights we are gonna roll

   Sadists will be brought to justice
   And the Nation will rid off the sepsis
   We are going to from ashes rise
   and will bring to Devils painful surprise

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10. 

    Ahmad Najib

    October 4, 2008 at 12:32 PM

    His name is Muhammad-
    Peace and Blessings on him forever

    Once upon a time there lived a noble very brave.
    Living through pain and facing dangers very grave
    Determined was he to a guided way pave
    From eternal wrath to humanity save

    Some listened intently, some shouted to mask
    the Divine message given to him as a task
    But he remained patient and kept on smiling
    Even when challenges on each other kept on piling

    Surrounded was he by companions faithful
    Who stood united even when handful
    and displayed a lot of courage and dignity
    World will benefit from them until eternity
    They chose to believe out of their will
    Pride and vanity their hearts had nil
    Many survived on dates from the palm
    Still they remained humble and calm

    Movement of his fingers made moon part and water flow
    Honesty, faith and love made his kind face always glow
    Forgave he, all those who killed his loved ones
    Showed compassion to those raging with blazing guns*

    Never once he took any crime personal
    Even when fools came armed with arsenal
    Still to this day humanity from all over in Makkah unites
    and gets rid of the racism which us humans divides

    Though it was the borrowed oil which lit his last night
    Yet the humanity will forever shine from his Message’s light

    *Just a metaphor…there were no guns at the time

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11. 

    Ahmad Najib

    October 4, 2008 at 12:41 PM

    Silver lining

    Often we feel that life has us cheated
    and miseries have painfully us beated
    When it begins to get over heated
    Some face it and fight, others feel defeated
    But why down and miserable we feel
    when life doesn’t give us our choice’s meal
    If we focus on what we have and others don’t in this life
    It will be easy for us to live through this strife
    For after all we have to move on
    This bad phase will be history and gone
    But is bad really so bad
    that thinking of it we go mad
    Even misery richens and us nurture
    But most of times it is to us just torture
    We can pull ourselves out of it
    By positively taking every bout of it
    This will become our past indeed
    and should to future us lead
    Facing it while strong and stout
    We will light life’s every route

    May Allah bring peace and guidance to all mankind ..Amen

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