• Assalamu’alaikum Warohmatullohi Wabarakatuhu...
    Bismillaahirrohmaanirrohiim ....

    Lets Get Back to Islam
    by Masood


    Lets get back to Islam, before the sun goes down,
    We never know when we'll be under the mound.

    "I'll pray when I get older," That's what they say,
    But we might not have even one more day!

    Lets get back to Islam, before its too late,
    "Aw man, can't I just delay it for another date?"

    Times running out, our lives are almost done,
    "But brother, I'm too busy having fun."

    Lets get back to Islam, Jahannam aint funny,
    "Come on man, I'm to busy making money!"

    The Quran sits on our shelves and there it picks up dust,
    The longer we stay away from it, the more our hearts pick up rust.

    Lets get back to Islam, before our lives our gone,
    "Not right now, I'm too busy, can't you see I have the TV on!"

    There's no time to waste, lets start it now,
    Come on, for Allah can't you even bow?

    Lets get back to Islam, this aint just a song,
    "But brother, a few minutes in prayer, that's too long!"

    "I'll go on hajj when I'm around fifty-five,"
    Come on man, by then will you even be alive?

    Lets get back to Islam, lets not waist another day,
    "Aw Masood, leave me alone, I just wanna play."

    Lets turn back to Allah before we turn to dust,
    There's no delaying, bro this is a must!

    Lets get back to Islam, for reals, not just with our lips,
    Oh Allah make us sincere, so we don't feel Jahannam's whips.

    "I think I'll get pious when my hair turns gray."
    Come on man, don't wait, we may die any day.

    Lets get back to Islam, this aint just another rap,
    Its a race to Jennah, and Islam's the only map.

    http://www.sunnahonline.com/ilm/poetry/khalaf/0025.htm


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  • “As-salámu ‘alaikum wa rahmatul láhi wa barakátuh!”

    Bismillah Ar Rahman Ar Raheem.


    There was a time in my youth,
    When Islam was only a custom.
    They said "say La Ilaha Illa Allah,..
    And pray, you'll go to Heaven."

    Ah, how simple, no struggle in this,
    Just a word, and simple act.
    Thereafter I'm absorbed in this world again,
    With my 'assured' place in Paradise intact.

    But this was not to be my fate
    For Allah chose to guide my heart.
    I learnt of a man who struggled so hard
    When his mission was from the start.

    The story of someone who had morals,
    Spoke gently, kindness he knew.
    Never fearing to say what's right,
    His conviction in Islam was true.

    The touch of his hand was as soft as silk
    To comfort a crying child.
    To mend his clothes, or do the chores,
    Never complaining, he always smiled.

    A living he made with his bare hands,
    The same that held his mighty sword.
    Valour shone from the edge of his blade,
    Only fighting for the sake of his Lord.

    His smell was always of musk,
    And cleanliness he kept at his best.
    Stark contrast with the heroes of today,
    Who stink of beer and sweat.

    He held the hands of his companions.
    Unashamed to play with many children.
    So modest, so humble, a perfect example,
    That strangers could not recognise him.

    His eyes slept little for nights were precious,
    His prayers he treasured much greater.
    To pray Tahajjud in the depths of night,
    Seeking forgiveness, and nearness to his Creator.

    He broke his tooth for me at Uhud,
    And bled for me at Ta'if.
    He cried for me, tears of concern,
    Just so I could have this belief.

    His enemies admired his teachings,
    Uniting every religion, every clan.
    Till Islam came to every corner of the world,
    O, but indeed he was only a man.

    To own a house, or build his wealth
    Was not his main priority.
    To establish Islam was more essential,
    To bring us under a Higher Authority.

    Don't you want him to plea for your case,
    When before Allah -The Judge- you stand?
    Don't you wish to be around his fountain,
    A burning desire to drink from his hand?

    So I love him more than all creation,
    My leader, my humble Prophet.
    Muhammad was a mercy to all mankind,
    And to me, he is my beloved.

    http://www.sunnahonline.com/ilm/poetry/khalaf/0006.htm


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  • “As-salámu ‘alaikum wa rahmatul láhi wa barakátuh!”

    Bismillah Ar Rahman Ar Raheem.

    Fight for ar-Rahmaan By Abu Abdir-Rahmaan


    Muslims of the world, where does your glory lie?
    Once a sun upon the world to shed light far and wide.
    And not from your own talents was this crown placed upon your head,
    But from Ar-Rahmaan Most High, yet we've left our glory dead.

    This is not of mourning those wonderful of days,
    When the praise of Allah was heard, and we lived our prophet's ways,
    But I wish to impress upon you the reason for our defeat,
    The love of wealth, the fear of death, now we're underneath their feet.

    He told us before, that holiest of men,
    He told us many things with the words that Allah sent,
    But we left them on the shelf and failed to take them to our hearts,
    And now we cry dark tears of blood as our lands are torn apart.

    None of us were anything before Islaam made us real,
    Glorify Ar-Rahmaan Most High and celebrate the steel,
    Islaam is our steed which if we ride we'll surely win,
    Give praise to God, put trust in Him and keep away from sin.

    Qur'an is our battle-plan, revelation is our fort,
    We draw our water from the well of Allah and His Prophet's words,
    Fear Allah young soldiers and on His words take heed,
    The enemy has no ground to stand, but we have pure Tawheed!

    Wake up Muslimeen, this world will surely pass us by,
    And what will all your riches earn the day ordained to die?
    Seek comfort with Allah, and not the evanescent,
    Raise high the flags of warfare beneath the dying crescent.

    http://www.sunnahonline.com/ilm/poetry/khalaf/0022.htm

     

     


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  • “As-salámu ‘alaikum wa rahmatul láhi wa barakátuh!”

    Bismillah Ar Rahman Ar Raheem.

    Remember Just Remember

    When things are down
    And you are out of your mind
    Remember just remember
    Allah is The Kind.

    When your life is in darkness
    And nothing is right
    Remember just remember
    Through the darkness, Allah is The Light.

    When nothing makes sense
    And your heading for demise
    Remember just remember
    It doesn't make sense, but Allah is The Wise.

    When times are troubled
    And no one seems to care
    Remember just remember
    Allah won't hurt you, He is The Fair.

    When your heart is breaking
    And your pain makes you fall
    Remember just remember
    Allah Sees it all.

    When you are weak
    And the road seems long
    Remember just remember
    Seek strength from The Strong.

    When life is a burden
    And everything is unstable
    Remember just remember
    Allah is The Able.

    When the way is cloudy
    And there is no one by your side
    Remember just remember
    Allah is The Only Guide.

    When no one wants to listen
    Or is willing to lend an ear
    Remember just remember
    Allah is always ready to hear.

    When you are poor and penniless
    And you are stuck in a niche
    Remember just remember
    Allah is The Rich.

    When you are down in your misery
    And there is nowhere to run
    Remember just remember
    You can always run to The One.

    When your all alone
    And your pain has no end
    Remember just remember

    And when your scars are hurting
    And your heart is in fear
    Remember just remember

    Allah is really here.

    http://www.sunnahonline.com/ilm/poetry/khalaf/0026.htm


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  • “As-salámu ‘alaikum wa rahmatul láhi wa barakátuh!”

    Bismillah Ar Rahman Ar Raheem.


    Allah is One by Rafat Kowatli USA
     

    Allah is One

    No father, no mother

    No sister, no brother

    No daughter, no son

    Allah is Great

    Allah hears and see what we do,

    Allah protects us from Shaitan

    Allah is the only One

    Quran is our book

    We read it every night and day

    Allah is One

    We thank Allah

    While we pray.

    Allah is One

    We thank Allah

    For work, and play

    For home , for food

    We thank Allah for every day.

    Submitted August 23, 2006

    http://www.islamicpoetry.org/viewpoem212.htm


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