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[maryam]

If*
a poem for graduating seniors
by Mahasin Shamsid-Deen

If you can keep your Islam
When everyone around you is losing theirs
If you can trust and call on Allah
In all your concerns and daily affairs,

If you truly believe Allah is The Best Knower
When you think ‘you’ know this or that
And remember Allah is the Only Judge
And personal opinions don’t figure in that fact

If you are constant in your Dawah
While you face the trials of this dunya
And make sure all your deeds and actions
Are in accordance with Quran and Sunnah

If you can keep up your daily salat
And your fast during Ramadhan too
Even if at school away from home
You never forget they are required of you

If you remember that even a smile is sadaqah
As you see your muslim sister every day
And make sure you offer the salaams
The moment you see a muslim coming your way

If you keep taqwa in your heart
And grow strong in your Iman
Then your sisters in Islam welcome you
For you are now a - Muslim Woman


“And who is better in speech than one who calls upon Allah, does good deeds and says,
Lo – I am of those who are Muslim (Holy Quran Surah 41: ayah 33)

If. Copyright 1999 Mahasin D. Shamsid-Deen


Mi-a placut mult...........seamana cu If-ul lui Ruyard Kippling

[Anna]

Easy & Difficult
Easy is to get a place is someone's address book.
Difficult is to get a place in someone's heart.
Easy is to judge the mistakes of others.
Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes
Easy is to talk without thinking.
Difficult is to refrain the tongue.
Easy is to hurt someone who loves us.
Difficult is to heal the wound...
Easy is to forgive others.
Difficult is to ask for forgiveness
Easy is to set rules.
Difficult is to follow them...
Easy is to dream every night.
Difficult is to fight for a dream...
Easy is to show victory.
Difficult is to assume defeat with dignity...
Easy is to admire a full moon.
Difficult to see the other side...
Easy is to stumble with a stone.
Difficult is to get up..
Easy is to enjoy life every day.
Difficult to give its real value...
Easy is to promise something to someone.
Difficult is to fulfill that promise...
Easy is to say we love.
Difficult is to show it every day...
Easy is to criticize others.
Difficult is to improve oneself...
Easy is to make mistakes.
Difficult is to learn from them...
Easy is to weep for a lost love.
Difficult is to take care of it so not to lose it.
Easy is to think about improving.
Difficult is to stop thinking it and put it into action...
Easy is to receive.
Difficult is to give.
Easy to read this.
Difficult to follow.

[Anna]

Thank you O Allah!

Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings,
Thank you, Allah, that I can hear. There are many who are deaf.
Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long as possible,
Thank you, Allah, that I can see. Many are blind.
Even though I huddle in my bed and put off rising,
Thank you O Allah,that I have the strength to rise. There are many who are bedridden.
Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, when socks are lost,toast is burned and tempers are short, my children are so loud;
Thank you,Allah, for my family. There are many who are lonely.
Even though our breakfast table never looks like the pictures in magazines and the menu is at times balanced,
Thank you, Allah, for the food we have. There are many who are hungry.
Even though the routine of my job is often monotonous,
Thank you,Allah, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job.
Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day and wish my circumstances were not so modest,
Thank you, Allah, for life.
If we can pass this on to most people we know, it just might help a bit to make this world a better place to live in.

[Anna]

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 ----ves 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 Jannah, and Islam's the only map.

[Anna]

Allah knows what's best for us
So why should we complain?
We always want the sunshine
But He knows there must be rain
We always want the laughter
And the merriment of cheer
But our hearts lose their tenderness
If we never shed a tear
Allah tests us often
With suffering and with sorrow
He tests us not to punish us
But to help us meet tomorrow
For growing trees are strengthened
/f they withstand the storm
And the sharp cut of the chisel
Gives the marble grace and form
Allah tests us often
And for every bit of pain
Provided we are patient
Is followed by rich gain
So whenever we are down
And everything is going wrong
It is just Allah's way
To make our spirit strong

[Sarah_Nour]

Jazzak Allahu Khairan!!
Everything in and around us - everything that exists which we don't know about - all belongs to Allah, the Creator of all. Everything we do therefore should be in His name.
“There is no beauty without truth, no goodness without sacrifice and no salvation without obedience.”
If you enjoy good poetry, poetry to warm your heart, poetry it’s a thing of beauty, many thanks to the kind sisters who send us these beautiful poems.

In Allah's name


In the name of Allah we are born
In His name we live and in His name we die

Our shadows prostrate to their Creator morning and evening
without our consent
Birds and animals usher in the times of prayer

Birds circumambulate the Ka'ba
while migrating birds stretch forth their wings
finding their way by Allah's Mercy

Only to feel unrest and leave once more
ever-searching, traveling discontent until they die

We, also wander some blindly
while others see ..

[Saira]

Salamou 3alaykoum wa rahmatollahi wa barakatouh


Suivre le chemin de Dieu
C'est vouloir devenir pieux



Trop de gens restent dans l'ignorance
Croyant que l'Islam est une religion de souffrance
La caractériser ainsi est une offense
Car son mot d'ordre est tolérance
Elle recommande la bonté et la générosité
Et réprouve la vanité et l'iniquité
Elle nous dit d'aimer et de pardonner
Et les pauvres nous interdit de mépriser
Elle n'est pas religion d'oppression
Où la femme n'a pas de droit d'expression
Mais plutôt religion de compassion
Où chacun recherche la juste rétribution
Mes frères et soeurs prenez conscience
du message qui nous a été transmis
Armons nous de patience et pour récompense
nous aurons le Paradis
Eloignons nous du Chaytan et de ses tentations
Ne laissons pas ce bas monde nous entraîner vers ses passions
Evitons pour nous la confusion et pour notre âme sa perdition
Notre seul refuge est auprès d'Allah , l'Unique le Vivant
Alors nous les croyants combattons contre les mécréants
Notre prophète- bien aimée (saw) a mené une vie de
long combat pour propager l'Islam
Suivre ses pas signifie le salut pour notre âme
Il nous montre la voie et le bon comportement
Grâce à la Sunna et au Saint Coran
Il a offert aux générations suivant la sienne un présent somptueux
Il nous a enseigné comment vivre heureux
Grâce à Allah Ta'ala le Tout Miséricordieux
Qui destine une demeure dans les cieux aux plus vertueux
Malheureusement les hommes sont par nature ingrats
Ils ne sont pas tous reconnaissants, certains ne comprennent pas
Le savoir et la science sont une lumière qui est accessible à chacun
Alors ne passez pas votre vie à accumuler des biens
Ne préférez pas le matériel au spirituel
Et aspirez au Paradis éternel
La purification il ne faut pas oublier
De la foi elle représente la moitié
Alors mes frères et soeurs prions notre Seigneur
Demandons lui le pardon pour nos erreurs
Dkir et Du'a doit être pratiquer régulièrement
Car c'est un devoir pour tout musulman
L'expiation fait partie de la religion
Multiplier les bonnes actions repoussent les tentations
L'Islam est bâti sur 5 piliers :
- "Achâdou anna lâ illaha ilallah wahdah la chârika lah wa achâdu anna
Mohamad abdouhou warasoulloulah "
est le premier
- La prière on se doit de pratiquer
- Le mois de Ramadan il faut jeûner
- Le pèlerinage aux lieux saints on doit effectuer
Pratiquer cela avec assiduité
ne permet aucune perte de temps en ~~~~~~~~~ilité
Ne faîtes pas de cette religion une difficulté
Alors qu'elle n'est que facilité
Si vous avez la foi en Allah Ta'ala
N'ayez crainte, Il vous protègera
Soyez cependant vigilants dans vos propos
pensez aux conséquences, aux dégâts des mots
Le Seigneur Tout Puissant a dit dans le Saint Coran :
"Alors veillent sur vous des gardiens, des nobles scribes
qui savent ce que vous faîtes" (S82.V10-12)
Il fait ici mention des Anges qui prennent notes au-dessus de notre tête
Donc craignez Allah, car Il connaît parfaitement les choses inconnaissables
Les épreuves nous musulmans nous devons surmonter
Avec le souvenir de Dieu nous sommes réconforté
Car la grande récompense accordée en prix à la dévotion
Insha'allah nous l'obtiendrons
Vous procréez pour mourir après, vous construisez ce qui sera détruit
Vous convoitez ce qui va être anéanti car c'est la destinée
Et vous délaissez ce qui est fait pour durer
La vie est brève et la mort nous guette à chaque instant
Soyons frères et soeurs musulmans persévérants
Car la vie présente n'est qu'un objet de jouissance trompeuse
Et pour nous chaque minute de notre temps est précieuse
Nous aurons tous des comptes à rendre au jour du jugement
Vous ne vous en rendez peut-être pas compte en ce moment
Nous serons tous interrogé au sujet de ce que nous faisions
Alors revenez tous vers une véritable soumission
Vous voyez, l'Islam parle de tout,
Mes frères et soeurs, lisez et cultivez- vous
Ce poème n'est qu'une goutte d'eau dans un océan de connaissances
A tout moment n'oubliez jamais Sa Présence
Musulmans du Monde entier
Soyez bénis où que vous soyez
Restons forts et unis
Et Insha'allah on se retrouvera au Paradis

[Anna]

fetelor cebine venite sunt postarile de la acest topic...tu tot incerc sa gasesc in romana niste poezii islamice...tre sa fie si pe la noi careva mai inspirat ,nu?....s-or ascunde?

[Anna]

In the name of Allah, the most Gracious, the Most Merciful


Death is coming!

“Wherever ye are death will find you out even if ye are in towers built up strong and high!” (Qur’an 4: 78)


It was early in the morning at four,
When death knocked upon a bedroom door,
Who is there? The sleeping one cried.
I'm Izrael, let me inside.

At once, the man began to shiver,
As one sweating in deadly fever,
He shouted to his sleeping wife,
Don't let him take away my life.

Please go away, O Angel of Death!
Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet.
My family on me depends,
Give me a chance, O please prepense!

The angel knocked again and again,
Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,
‘Tis your soul Allah requires,
I come not with my own desire.

Bewildered, the man began to cry,
O Angel I'm so afraid to die,
I'll give you gold and be your slave,
Don't send me to the unlit grave.

Why are you afraid! Tell me O man,
To die according to Allah's plan?
Come smile at me, do not be grim,
Be Happy to return to Him.

O Angel! I bow my head in shame,
I had no time to take Allah's Name.
From morning till dusk, I made my wealth,
Not even caring for my health.
Allah's command I never obeyed,
Nor five times a day I ever prayed.

A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went,
But no time had I to repent.
The Hajj was already compulsory on me,
But I would not part with my money.

All charities I did ignore,
Taking usury more and more.
Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine,
With flirting women I sat to dine.

O Angel! I appeal to you,
Spare my life for a year or two.
The Laws of Qur’an I will obey,
I'll begin Salat this very day.

My Fast and Hajj, I will complete,
And keep away from self-conceit.
I will refrain from usury,
And give all my wealth to charity,
Wine and wenches I will detest,
Allah's oneness I will attest.

We Angels do what Allah demands,
We cannot go against His commands.
Death is ordained for everyone,
Father, mother, daughter or son.

I'm afraid this moment is your last,
Now be reminded, of your past,
I do understand your fears,
But it is now too late for tears.

You lived in this world, two score and more,
Never did you, your offspring adore.
Instead of making more Muslims,
You made your children non-Muslims.

You ignored the Call to Prayer,
Nor did you read the Holy Qur’an.
Breaking promises all your life,
Backbiting friends, and causing strife.

From hoarded goods, great profits you made,
And your poor workers, you underpaid.
Cars and cards were your leisure,
Moneymaking was your pleasure.

You ate vitamins and grew more fat,
With the very sick, you never sat.
A pint of blood you never gave,
Which could a little baby save.

Paradise for you? I cannot tell,
Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell.
There is no time for you to repent,
I'll take your soul for which I am sent.

The ending however, is very sad,
Eventually the man became mad
With a cry, he jumped out of bed,
And suddenly, he fell down dead.


O Reader! Take moral from here,
You never know, your end may be near
Change your living and make amends
For Paradise, on your deeds depends.

[imanikka]

Bismillahi arRahmani Rahim

Allah, écoute ma prière
Ya Allah, aujourd'hui je me retrouve sans amis
Aujourd'hui, j'ai enfin compris
Sur personne on ne peut compter
Aucune épaule sur laquelle se reposer
Je t'ai lontemps oublié
Je me suis guère soucié
Maintenant seule dans ma tristesse
Dans mes cris, mes larmes de tristesse...
Où se tourner, qui regarder ?
Quand personne ne daigne t'écouter
Sans personne pouvant te comprendre
Et te cojoler,ou te consoler, ou même t'embrasser
Mon coeur est lourd de la peine
Une peine, qui n'en vaut pas la peine
Une solitude infinie, la récompence d'avoir fait confiance
A l'humanité, et non, à mon seigneur vénéré
Oh Allah, oui Allah
Ecoute ma prière
Aujourd'hui je ne sais plus quoi faire
Je m'en retourne à toi
A celui qui toujours là
Aveugle pour te voir
Trop bête, pour le savoir
Toi seul, qui ne me quitte pas
Oui toi seul, qui est toujours avec moi
Je regrette de t'avoir négligé
J'ai peur que tu me laisse tombé
Je t'en pris, ne regarde pas mes péchés
Mon seigneur, je ne t'oublierais plus jamais
Quand je pense à toi, je sens ma foi, grandir en moi
Seule, je ne le serais plus jamais
Tu es le seul digne d'amitié
Le seul à qui je peux me confier
Le seul, oui à m'aimer
Tu ne demande rien en retour
Tu es tout simplement Amour