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What Happened? By Masood

What happened to the ummah once known so well?
Our greatness was known, but now can you tell?
Our Masaajid are empty, but our refrigerators are stocked.
We've lost our deen, but we feel secure, our mansions are locked.

What happened to the ummah once known so well?
Our greatness was known, but now can you tell?
Our children don't know even how to pray.
"But hey, little Mo got a A in Physics so I guess that's OK."

What happened to the ummah once known so well?
Our greatness was known, but now can you tell?
We sleep through fajr, but are up for the world cup.
"What go to the Mosque? Brother I'm busy filling my pocket up!"

What happened to the ummah once known so well?
Our greatness was known, but now can you tell?
Children in Africa are starving and thus can't even afford to cry.
"What? Sorry I missed that, I was on my cell, but go on I just said good-bye."

What happened to the ummah once known so well?
Our greatness was known, but now can you tell?
We used to smile at each other with faces full of light.
Now we frown at each other, we bicker and we fight.

What happened to the ummah once known so well?
Our greatness was known, but now can you tell?
The Quran has left our hearts and is stranded hanging on our walls.
"Brother what was that, did you say something about a mall?"

What happened to the ummah that was once so fare?
"Forget the ummah, man I don't even really care!"
But our sisters in Chechnya are raped, beaten and left alone just weeping!
"Brother, I got to go, my pager is beeping..."

Oh Allah, increase the ummah in our love for You, Your Messenger and Your deen.
Oh Allah, send Your peace and blessings upon Muhammad, the last of the Prophets and Messengers.

Ameen

Forward this to your friends and may Allah bless you.

http://www.sunnahonline.com/ilm/poetry/khalaf/0018.htm

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

“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

“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

“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