The Slave of Wealth
ignores his ailing health
Morning and night he toils
trying to Allah's law foil
At night, even till twelve
will he in riba delve
not realising his riba will cause him to bake and broil
and his wealth round him like a serpent will coil
Unmindful of his salaat
never will he with his time part
When the pious at his door knock
he pretends he's a deaf block
Come the time of death, will he realise
the Deen, he should not trivialise
One inflicted with pride
will go on a deadly ride
Stealthily like a thief on a dark night
pride steals into the heart like blight
Until such a time his ego soars
and when he talks he haughtily roars
He's blinded to his own faults
like one intoxicated by fermented malt
Humility and humbleness are to him foreign
as is his Lord Sovereign
Until his ego cracks like an egg
how will he forgiveness beg?
love to mix and mingle
They say they are only 'friends'
but this is an Unislamic trend
If only they would lower their gaze
they wouldn't be in a stupendous daze;
If only they Allah could see even in a haze
their heinous sins would them faze
Soon Shaytaan turns 'friends' into lovers
and they perpetrate shameful acts behind covers
I wonder if these people are aware of their ever watchful Lord
when they act on their own nefarious accord!
I Rest My Fate On Your Mercy
We all want to be saved
from the demons of this world
We want to fly away
and rest in Your gardens
I've heard it said I only must believe
and I'll be saved.
I've heard it said Your gardens are free
and all are saved.
But belief starts with negation
"There is nothing"
negating all the lies, the false salvation
"There is nothing worthy"
Forbidding our idle striving for damnation
"There is nothing worthy of worship"
Enjoining on us truth of our creation:
"There is nothing worthy of worship but Allah."
Now I've said it, am I saved?
If I live it, am I saved?
No, now I am Your slave.
But a slave who is free
to rest my fate on Your mercy
If You will, I will be saved
and Your Mercy is unchained.
by Heather El Khiyari
Satan whispered in my ear today as he often does,
he told me "just stay in bed and let the alarm clock buzz,
the covers are warm while the air is cold."
But I refused and stood up bold.
As I walked toward the bathroom with my eyes squinting,
He said "Go back to bed, who care's for prayers and repenting?"
Bismillah, in the name of Allah I turn the water on,
Making wadu, I think of the reward of praying Fajr before dawn.
Knot number two is now untied,
Satan is losing his strength and pride,
he is whispering again with his last attempt,
"I will see you in my hell, you will not be exempt.
You have sinned and your prayers will not save you.
For, your good deeds are far too few."
I interrupted him, lovingly reciting, Bismillah akrakman naraheem,
In the name of Allah the most gracious, most merciful, most supreme
Al Fatiha, a surah, Ruk'u and then Qauma, Sudjood to show full submission,
Rise and thank, Sudjood again and do over with no omission,
sitting on my ankles to recite At-tashahhud with a humble and open soul,
With tears in my eyes I am submitting fully to Allah's control.
Back on my ankles to ask Allah for blessings on his Prophet and on us,
As Salaam 'alaikum wa rahmatulaah to my right then left, ahhh success.
Three knots now untied,
Inshallah, from Jannah I will not be denied.
You have seen us on the news
Heard many stories
Don’t blame you if you hate us
But now its time to hear our views
You have seen men with beards and turbans
Women with faces covered and sticks in one hand
Children shouting militant slogans
We don’t blame you if you are scared
Who are we?
Are we mad, raving lunatics?
Intent of destruction and mayhem
Or are we human and Muslim just like you?
You have seen the house of Allah surrounded
Helicopters and armed soldiers
Used to attack us in our place of worship and home
You have seen bodies flooding out
Most believed the official version
But some sincere Muslims have doubts
Questions and criticisms
Do we not deserve justice and a fair hearing?
Or is it ok for us to be butchered like animals at Qurbani?
Over hundred plus dead and even more wounded
Mass graves and cover ups
Some witnesses say 1500 martyred
what was our crime and who convicted us in what court?
If you’re willing to listen and think for yourself
Then here is our story
We are Muslims
Just like you
Believe in Allah and his book and Prophet
We accept all the verses and hadith
Regardless of the change in time and place
Islam is not only in our hearts
But in our actions too
We saw the evil all around just like you do
We felt angry and sad like everyone else
Pakistan established in the name of Islam
But where is Islam in society we asked?
some people applauded
Need for change from the Bhuttos and the Nawaz Sharifs
what has he delivered?
A partner in America’s war against Islam
Thousands of Muslims dead
And open vice and evil everywhere
Brothels even next to masjids
Corruption so open
Modernisation and progress some say
It’s the price we pay
For being Secular
Islam inside people’s hearts
While the decadent values tear our nation apart
Islamists and Secularists
With millions in the middle
So we took a stand
Against those who do evil
Used our hands
To change the condition of the people
We expected the Government to attack us
But we expected better from our brothers and sisters
Do you not wish to live in a better society?
Free from corruption and evil
Based upon the Prophets Sunnah
Where your daughters can walk without being molested
Your sons can get jobs without paying bribes
And the nation’s wealth will be utilised for the ummah
So we suffered the consequences of our sincerity to Allah
We have no regrets
After all death is decreed by the creator
We leave this world working for Allah’s deen
You and us will meet again soon
Where the only currency will be good deeds
So take advantage of the time you have left
And read the Quran and Sunnah with an open mind
And act upon its commands
The beautiful quran can be heard
with care is recited each and every word
To memory with attention they are committed
in jannah, they hope of being permitted
These young boys of 9, 10, 11 and 12
Their fun and games they shelve
Instead dedicated they sit and learn
May Allah bless them!
Advice on Friends!
Imam Shafi (R.A)
He's not one who allows them to get close to hell,
Always be careful of the friends you Choose,
So, in the end, Jannah you will not lose,
If you find your companion is not stopping your wrong,
then, be weary, his friendship is not strong.
If you see the pattern made,
that when you are under your friend's shade,
Your Imaan begins to fade,
Leave the worthless creation,
make friends with Allah, Surely that is a high station!.
A dervish who had knowledge of our present situation,
Once told his students the following dictation,
"The meeting of people will never enrich you,
save with the gibberish of useless gossip.
So diminish your meeting with people,
except for knowledge or to improve your condition"
The benefit Allah has put in her is yet to be seen.
She wears her hijab for her Lord, to please and obey,
She turns to Allah for salaah at least five times each day.
She prays in the night and makes sure to awake you,
And sprinkles you with water if sleep should overtake you.
She protects her chastity with firmness because she does not desire,
To displease Allah and end up in the tormenting fire.
She asks the people who know when matters need to be rectified,
She is not blinded by self righteousness and foolish pride.
She is humble and kind to her husband as Allah has commanded,
Never leaving him alone, isolated, nor stranded.
She opens her mouth only to say what is best,
Not questioning her husband when he makes a request.
She takes care of herself and never ceases to try,
To beautify herself so to please his eye.
She is a pleasure Allah has given to us in this life,
Be thankful to Allaah alone for His blessing, THE PIOUS WIFE.
Simply because of the way I'm dressed,
You know me not for what's inside,
You judge the clothing I wear with pride,
My body's not for your eyes to hold,
You must speak to my mind, not my feminine mold,
I'm an individual, I'm no mans slave,
It's Allah's pleasure that I only crave,
I have a voice so I will be heard,
For in my heart I carry His word,
So you won't be bothered by ignorant folk",
Man doesn't tell me to dress this way,
It's a Law from God that I obey,
Oppressed is something I'm truly NOT,
For liberation is what I've got,
It was given to me many years ago,
With the right to prosper, the right to grow,
I can climb mountains or cross the seas,
Expand my mind in all degrees,
For God Himself gave us LIB-ER-TY,
When He sent Islam,
To You and Me!