Where Is the Muslim Faith??

 

Assalam Alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuhu

This poem is a humble try of my translation of the pain of our helpless Muslims sisters all over the world who await the today’s Muhammad Bin Qasim R.A

Sisters like Dr. Aafia and many more who are captivated in the dungeons of those who have sold their faith or Non Muslims, then there are those Muslim sisters also who are oppressed by their own household people, keeping all of their pain in mind and their complains a poem came into existence which I will share herewith and I request you all to do what ever you can for your Muslim family for we will b questioned about their rights. May ALLAH SWT give us the tawfeeq to help the distressed Muslims – Allahumma aameeen

 

Where is my Muslim Brother

Who is supposed to Protect me?

Where is my Muslim Father

Who is supposed to be with me?

Where are my Muslim sons

Who are supposed to defend me?

Where is the Muslim Faith

Which is to Unite me?

 

I am oppreseed by Muslims itself;

I wonder who is to stand by me;

Should I learn to defend myself;

Pick up weapons to protect me?

 

I am the daughter of Muhammad (S A W);

I am helpless before my Lord’s decree;

I am a follower of the beloved Ahmad (S A W);

I am your Muslim sister don’t you see?

 

You are dazed by lust;

You care not of  life’s end;

Be happy in the present - you must;

Your way you don’t want to mend.

 

Do you think you’ll be forgiven;

For not protecting me from these oppressors;

May ALLAH (SWT) your heart enlighten;

May ALLAH SWT forgive you and your successors.

 

I realise now:                          

I have no Muslim Brother

Who will come and protect me

I have no Muslim Father

Who will stay and support me

I have no Muslim son

Who will ever defend me

There is no more Muslim faith

Only ALLAH SWT is with me.

 

I am sure alot of Muslim brothers and sisters will disagree with this post but ofr a moment put yourself in their shoes and you will understand what I am trying to portray don’t end up putting a Kufr fatwa – well even if it happens it doesnt stop the true feeling of those oppressed -

JAzak ALLAH khairan wa ahsanul jaza

TAqabbal ALLAh minna wa minkum ajmaneeen – Allahumma aameeen

was salam

Diplomatic Revenge

Dedicated to all those Muslim children who have lost their families due to the Injustice war by the non-Muslim forces (to the children of Swat, Plaestine, Iraq, Afghanistan and every other place on Earth where Muslim families are oppressed, martyred and tortured)

May ALLAh SWT bestow His blessings upon the Muslims In this time of despair – Allahumma aameeen

 

Your family was killed in an attack;

The world to you has turned its back.

 

Cry not you must, be strong young one;

You must Grow and glow to avenge some.

 

Opt not for the hilt when big you are;

Although I know time hides not the scar.

 

Kill them of fear every night and day;

Let them not ever in peace to lay.

 

Let them fall on their knees demand your head;

But their own army should by you be led.

 

Live they shouldn’t nor die at all;

Their life upon them you should make so small.

 

They’ll beg the Lord for death at last;

And they won’t be granted that fast.

 

TAqabbal Allah – Aameen

was salam

Palestine

Black clouds of smoke rising in the sky;

Houses demolished and wounded children cry;

This is What’s happening in Palestine;

Where the Jews don’t have a pitying eye.

Young Children killed and leaders assasinated;

Silent nights, with explosives boisterated;

Not given heed; though by media Propogated;

This is the place where Terrorism initiated.

Houses razed, New communities built;

Don’t force us Muslims to opt for the hilt;

Then time will change and scenes will tilt;

Afterall; a flower in bloom; tomorrow’ll wilt.

You slay the Innocent and imprison the weak;

You harass our women and ask us not to speak;

Beware of the time; when our passions’ll reach the peak;

To kill YOU in order, avenge to seek.

Even in weak but insane;

We can cause you alot of pain;

Then your screams will be in vain;

If we unite our Land to REgain.

 

 

“Written with every blood that is not shed but with held with a desire to be shed for the purpose of avenging every drop of blood and tear you caused our families all over the world……. Today might be yours, tomorrow is OURS – InshaAllah”

~ A lonely Night~

 
Again of every drop my heart had bled
There were tears that were never shed
As i held back tears and sank in gloom
I found myself again half dead

I closed my eyes as a tear tickled down my cheek
Deep within i was breaking and growing weak
The hand of a friend had pierced my soul again
I trembled as to Allah I began to speak

Your Mercy upon me is not unknown
after the smile I had to frown
You reminded me again, Oh Lord
Man has to reap what he has sown

Should I forgive or make him pay
He is sorry that’s all he will say
But Oh Allah Tell me is it fair
everything just adds to my dismay

I cuddled myself under my tables and cried
And I cried until my tears had dried
How brutal is this world – aah
With all this I will still Abide.

My Lord you are enough for me
Let this world in their own hell be
No matter what they do or say
from your remembrance i won’t be free

All these pains you will resolve
No more in them i will involve
Its only You and Me – My Lord
Around You alone my Life will revolve.

They call themselves pious and claim so much
I claim nothing, but am only in touch
with You my Lord, alone with You
this life is not worth living as such

They blackmail me in Your religion’s name
They are yet themselves to tame
Again I feel laughed upon
Why don’t You end this Life’s game

Oh Allah as every time i have turned to You
again to day i don’t know what to do.
I see no place where there is shade
This world is a lie only You are TRUE.

I surrender my broken self to You
Please mend it as only You can do
i am crashed to uncountable pieces
Be pleased oh Lord and call me unto You!

The Fahm Ul Quran Room

The Fahm Ul Quran Room

 

Spending quality time on the internet;

Where authentic information about Islam you’ll get.

 

A room where religious scholars come by;

From where we learn, and to be practicing Muslims we try.

 

The Fahm Ul Quran room; a place to learn;

Glad tidings; in this world and the hereafter to earn.

 

The deobandi scholars spare their time for us;

They answer our questions and clear our doubts; thus.

 

We have live discussions by brothers few;

They refresh our faith and discuss issues new.

 

A password protected room for the sisters is created;

And their privacy here is well respected.

 

Join us here and you’ll have a wonderful experience;

A friendly environment, free of all nuisance.

The Caliphs Four

My heart wonders how were those;

Who had come earlier and by Allah (SWT) chose.

 

They sacrificed their all for Islam;

Towards each other they were kind and calm.

 

They were the companions of the Holy Messenger (S A W);

For him they didn’t mind putting their all in danger.

 

Abu Bakr, Umar, Usman, Ali     (may Allah SWT bless them all)

The life of the caliphs portrays Islams reality.

 

Abu Bakr the blessed companion of the cave;

Lies next to the Prophet in his grave.

 

Umar; who was the warior brave;

Also rests next to the Prophet in his grave.

 

Usman; who was son in law twice;

Was martyred and definitely in heaven resides.

 

The youngest to accept Islam was Ali;

He was well known for his widom and piety.

 

All four are blessed and have pleased their Lord;

Those who defame them are cursed by the Lord.

(May Allah SWT be pleased by all Allahummaa aaameen)

Blessed Ramzan

We prepare ourselves through the Month of Sha’ban;

For the divine and most blessed Ramzan.

 

To suffice the month we bring in stocks;

For dawn and dusk we set our clocks.

 

In this month only our will(nafs) leads us astray

Satan is locked up and thus kept away.

 

The doors of heavens are opened assunder;

So lets submit ourselves to Allah SWT and Surrender

 

In this glorious moth, The Quran was revealed;

So lets read it and of every worry we’ll be relieved.

 

This month is all about observing piety;

not surrendering to the wills of the society.

 

May Allah SWT take us through Shaban;

and may we all avail the blessed Ramzan.

 

Allahumma aameen

Dedicated to Orphans

Blessed are we by our creator;
Who have on our heads our parents shelter.
 
We have our parents waho really care;
in this world, they ease our fare.
 
What about those little kids who have none to look up at;
No one who really cares for them and on their back pat.
 
A much tougher life; sadly they have to see;
A vacuum in their life – difficult to cease.
 
Islam teaches us to help one another;
And we can ease their life- putting our hands together.
 
Lets do the least, that we can do;
from our treasuries, spare shillings few.
 
Lets not let them take the streets;
fight for their bread in the scorching heat.
 
Lets make decent beings of them;
and help goodness; from them to stem.
 
For helping them you’ll be blessed ten fold;
and more in the hereafter that’s untold.
 
So lets do the least that we can do;
from our treasuries, spare shillings few.
 

My Beloved Allah S W T

 

I turn to You alone in times of need;

To my pleadings no one else pays heed.

 

I clasp my hands and cry;

to please You I humbly try.

 

My heart is so grieved and sad;

My persihing desires make me mad.

 

Oh King of kings, I beg of You;

I’m distressed and don’t know what to do.

 

I ask You for justice today;

for everything that I, cannot say.

 

I’m grudged by this world, but You grudge me not;

Your pleasure alone, for ages I have sought.

 

Oh My Beloved! grudge me not Your gaze;

You are my obsession and my craze.

 

* You is referred to Allah SWT

Virtual World

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How this life ends in the split of a second
no time we get, our mistakes to mend.

How unaware are we of our mortality
lost are we in this world’s virtuality.

How much do we really care about our hereafter
we are lost in the creations of our Creator

How amused by this perishing world are we
we have to learn to steadfast and believe

Oh Allah (SWT) my eyes are wet and heart sore
help me Oh Allah (SWT) my faith to restore

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