“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.

High on a shelf, I am kept,
Forgotten there, I am left.
With respect I do get lots of Kiss,
My main point is always what they miss.
In a melodious voice they recite me,
Neglecting the message inside me.
At time I am used for phony swear,
My true use is very very rare.

A miracle I am that can change the world.
All one has to do is understand my word.
I have wisdom I have Treasure,
So much is there is no Measure.
I am your savior, I am your guide,
but who is there to follow my bide.
Right from wrong is my fame,
” HOLY QURAN IS MY NAME “

What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see someone limited, or someone free?
All some people can do is just look and stare,
Simply because they can’t see my hair.
Others think I am controlled and uneducated.

They think that I am limited and not liberated,
They are so thankful that they are not me,
Because they would like to remain ‘free’.
Well free isn’t exactly the word I would’ve used,
Describing women who are cheated on and abused.

They think that I do not have opinions or a voice,
They think that being hooded isn’t my choice,
They think that the hood makes me look caged,
That my husband or dad are totally outraged,
All they can do is look at me in fear,
And in my eye there is a tear.

Not because I have been stared at or made fun of,
But because people are ignoring the One
up above. On the day of judgment they will be the
fools, Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules.

Maybe the guys won’t think I am a cutie,
But at least I am filled with more inner beauty.
See I have declined from being a guy’s toy,
Because I won’t let myself be controlled by a boy,
Real men are able to appreciate my mind,

And aren’t busy looking at my behind.

Hooded girls are the ones really helping the Muslim cause,
The role that we play definitely deserves applause

I will be recognized because I am smart and bright,
And because some people are inspired by my sight.

The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility,
In the back of their mind they wish they were me,
We have the strength to do what we think is right,
Even if it means putting up a life long fight.

You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt,
We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt.
So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberated,
We are not the ones that are sexually terrorized and violated.

We are the ones that are free and pure,
We’re free of STD’s that have no cure,
So when people ask you how you feel about the hood,
Just sum it up by saying ‘baby its all good’

Submitted by a Muslim sister who is proud to be wearing a Hijab.

May Almighty Allah Bless you all. Please pass this on to my other Muslim sisters

Miraj un Nabi, Miraj un Nabi
Special things did our beloved Prophet Salla Allahu ta’ala ‘alayhi wa Sallamsee
He made the heavenly flight
From Masjid-ul-Haram to Masjid-ul-Aqsa
On Al-Buraq, in the night.

Miraj un Nabi, Miraj un Nabi
The leader, Imam- ul -Anbiyaa was He
In prostration were they to Allah
Master of the universe and the Heavens

In the darkness of the night did they go
Up to the Heavens one by one
With Angel Jibrail alayhis ‘salam by His side
The gates of the heavens opened wide

Angels all around and Prophets to see
Angel Jibrail alayhis ‘salam led our beloved Rasool Salla Allahu ta’ala ‘alayhi wa Sallam
Beyond the Heavens up to the Lote-Tree
The Sidraat-ul-Muntahaa.

Our dear beloved Prophet Salla Allahu ta’ala ‘alayhi wa Sallam met with
His creator, His Master, Allah
As near and close as He could be
This Most beautiful vision
His eyes could see

Miraj un Nabi, Miraj-un-Nabi
How loving and close is He
Allah loves His Rasool dearly
More than you, more than me.

When you are blessed! Hi is AL-Rehman

When you are hungry! Hi is AL- Razzaq

When you are honoured! Hi is Al-Moiz

When you are weak! Hi is Al-Moqeet

When you pray! He is Al-Mujeeb

When you need friend! He is Al Wali

When you are detracked!He is Al-Hadi

When you are gifted!He is Al-Kareem

When you are forgiven! He is Al-Ghafiir

When you are the darkness of hopelessness! Hi is Al- Noor

If you are sinnir! Hi is Al-Tawwab

So ALLAH is with you ]]> http://www.bjsallahwalay.com/multimedia/islamic-poetry/allah-is-with-you-always/feed/ 0 http://www.bjsallahwalay.com/multimedia/islamic-poetry/o-allah-o-kareem/ http://www.bjsallahwalay.com/multimedia/islamic-poetry/o-allah-o-kareem/#comments Sat, 29 May 2010 12:14:55 +0000 Bilal Sarwari http://www.bjsallahwalay.com/?p=795 O’ Allah, O’Kareem,

O’ Allah, O’Kareem,
Please have Mercy on me.
Please forgive me
for the sins I committed in the past
and those I will commit in the future.

O’Allah,
have Mercy on all the Muslimeen,
and guide them.
Guide me and guide my parents,
my siblings, my cousins, my aunts and uncles,
my nephews and nieces and so forth.

O Allah,
I ask You
to strengthen my iman and those around me.
I ask You to soften my heart
and to soften the hearts of the Believers.

O Allah,
forgive me for my shortcomings,
for only You are Perfect.

O Allah,
Please Forgive me
if I ever got too wrapped in a matter
that I didn’t have the time to utter Your Name.

O Allah,
Please Forgive me for all the salat I missed
because of ignorance or laziness,
Please Forgive me for all the fasts I didn’t make up,
thinking it was “alright, since I fasted most of the days anyway.”

O Allah,
Please Forgive me
for the quarter I never dropped
into the metal cup for the homeless man begging on the street.

O Allah,
Please spark the love of Islam in my heart
and in the hearts of every single Muslim
until it gets implanted in their children
and their childern’s children and so on.

O Allah,
I ask that You help me for I am weak
and will only grow stronger by Your Strength,
so Allah Please Strengthen me
to fight Shaitan and his whispers.
And if I ever fell into his trap
and followed my desire,
then sincerely forgive me,
for that displays not only my weakness,
but Your Greatness as well.

O Allah,
Please lighten the punishment in the grave
for those before us and those after us.
Please Allah, lighten the punishment
and please shed light into every Muslim’s grave.

O Allah,
if I ever was too afraid
to stand up for Your Deen
because of what others would think,
then Forgive me, for I was a fool for doing so.

O Allah,
Please Protect me and each Musilman,
and Protect especially the orphans and the widows.

O Allah,
Please Strengthen the faith
of the destitute Muslims around the world,
so they have hope to live.

O Allah,
if I ever forgot to do du’a
for even one suffering Muslim,
then Forgive me
for then it is as if I haven’t done du’a
for the entire ummah.

O Allah
Please Forgive me
for all the foul words I spoke
either out of ignorance or
because I was trying to be “cool.”

O Allah,
please forgive me
if I never stopped to think about You,
due to “other important things.”

O Allah,
Please Forgive me
for not having enough time
or creating time for reading the Qur’an.

O Allah,
Please be the Light of my eyes, ears and heart.
Please be the Light on the sides of me
and the Light behind me
and the light in front of me. ]]> http://www.bjsallahwalay.com/multimedia/islamic-poetry/o-allah-o-kareem/feed/ 0 http://www.bjsallahwalay.com/multimedia/islamic-poetry/allah-hi-allah-kia-kero/ http://www.bjsallahwalay.com/multimedia/islamic-poetry/allah-hi-allah-kia-kero/#comments Sat, 29 May 2010 12:00:51 +0000 Bilal Sarwari http://www.bjsallahwalay.com/?p=791 Allah hi Allah kia kero
dukh na kisi ko diya kero
jo duniya ka malik hai
naam ussi ka liya kero

Allah hi Allah Kia Kero
Allah hi Allah Kia Kero
Allah hi Allah Kia Kero

aab chehray pe jhoot sajake
bikti hai sachai

jhootay ko duniya mein
hamaisha milti hai rusvaye

sach ki raah pe chala kero.
dukh na kisi ko diya kero
jo duniya ka malik hai
naam ussi ka liya kero

Allah hi Allah Kia Kero

sheeha toot ke jur sakta hai
dil na juray ger totay

kitna hai bedard woh insaan
pyar ka gher jo lootay

aisa zulm na kia kero
dukh na kisi ko diya kero
jo duniya ka malik hai
naam ussi ka liya kero

Allah hi Allah Kia Kero

Mein gunnahoun mein houn ghira hua,mein zameen pe houn girra hua;
Jo mujhey gunnahoun se nijat de ,mujhey uss dua ki talash hai;

Mein NE Jo kia burra kia ,mein NE khud ko khud he tabah kia;
Jo tujhey pasand ho mere RABB! Muje uss adda ki talash hai;

Tere Dar par he mera sar jhukey mujhey aur nahi kuch chahiye;
Mujhey sab se kar de be-niaz ,mujhey uss Anna ki talash hai.