Wake Up!

Author Unknown"Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar" you hear the athaan go on.But you still decide to procrastinate, even when your family yells, "Come on!"You think, "I still have time, before I really have to pray, 'Asr is still hours away."Your head is saying "Go" but the Shaytaan is saying "No" so you go on anyway.You go to your bed and decide to lie down, for just a few minutes you say.But when your

Wudu

Ordered by the Creator,Wudu to clean and protect.Ablution of the body and soulto condition and correct.Hands are washed 5 times a dayalong with arms and face and headears and feet are also cleanedto allow our sins be shed.And when we've wiped our unhappiness clear,we feel the mercy of Gods way.And know that we are only helping ourselves,when we bow our heads to pray.This action of sheer glory,

Good Health

by AhmedGood Health is an oft forgotten blessing and MercyFrom our Lord and Creator Allah AlmightyNot being able to hide behind a maskOn the day of judgement we will be taken to taskDid you use for good this health?Or were you too busy acquiring wealth?Whilst you were young you were strong and ableToo scared to take on the Muslim labelInstead you chose to chill and relaxIn your prayers and

Khadijah

Khadijah رضى الله عنها,I do yearn to be like you,In words and actionsAnd character too.Pure of heart,You gave us the perfect start,Truthful in words,Honest in dealings.With piety,You alleviated anxiety,Giving peace, solace,And tranquility.My motherYou are the perfect role model,A woman of strength,Chaste and humble,My support and comfort.Source: Mothers of the Believers

Valentines

by AhmedValentines day is hereits the same each yearwe are hit in the pocketpeople dash last minute to the supermarketto buy their loved one a giftso they can have a temporary liftand then the day is goneas quickly as the dawnand its back to reality for alltil next years valentines callgood mood and emotions consigned to the pastall year they could never laststop copying bill, freda and tedwhy

Come back to the Deen

This is a true story, of how a sister came back to her Deen Alhumdulillah!She was a sweet and innocent girl, her name was AishaShe loved her parents, Abdul and Alisha.For them, she was the best thing to have happenedShe was always cheerful and never easily saddenedShe studied hard to achieve her goals,Top of the class, she was told.She enjoyed spending time with her mates,Until one day they had a

I hope to meet him on that day

by Bilal MalikI hope to meet him on that day,When all but him shall only pray,For themselves and naught but they.“My Ummah! My Ummah!” he shall say.He cried for us in such a way,The hardest hearts would melt away.What if he asks us on that day?“Why did you leave the Blessed Way?”I hope to meet him on that day,When all but him shall only pray,For themselves and naught but they.“My Ummah! My Ummah!

The World

by Zoya Eitezaz Ahmad Dressed in luxuryShe invites usAttractive sure she isWith smile contagiousWith her cunning ornamentsShe attracts the massesThrowing glamour and gleeTo whoever passesTaking us in her armsShe acts comfort and peaceSucking our intellectSoon happiness she seizeOnce we are lost in her eyesShe nibbles at our thinkingCrushing the repent emeraldsSo deep goes her stingingHer voice

Maghrib on the Beach

Author unknownSunset at the beach, the time for Maghrib prayer had arrivedPreparing to worship the one from Whom his sustenance was derivedStanding firmly in front of Almighty AllahHumbly hoping to gain a place in JannahEyes closed, yet filled with visions of beautySo serene as he fulfilled his religious dutyThe sky painted in orange and pink as the sun slowly setWhat a beautiful, warm day, and

The Buzz

The Buzzby Ahmedinspired by a talk given by Shaykh Ahmed AliEveryone is seeking to find‘The buzz’, contentment and peace of mindSome seek it in pubs and barsOthers try to find it in flash carsSeveral try and find it in womenWhile others in Drugs, again and againWith these the buzz you may gainNot lasting long, your efforts in vainThe truth is this is not where it can be foundSo stop all this

Salaah

Salaahby AhmedTo the Masjid we goCome sun, rain or snowFive times a dayMuslims are obliged to prayWe prepare by doing ablutionAll the while engaging in devotionWith our hearts inclined we do standTo obey Almighty Allah’s commandWe raise our hands and say takbeerSalah starts and our worries disappearBeautiful recitation of the Qur’an is heardOur hearts captivated by these blessed wordsStanding,

Rain

In the darkness of the day we frownFrom the sky the rain pours downWe feel miserable and glumTo imprisonment in our homes we succumbWake up from this surreal plightOpen up the Qur'an and begin to reciteIn gratitude for the (Mercy) rainThe pleasure of Allah strive to attain.

A Note from Satan

A Note from SatanThe day has comeWhen I, Satan, will play you dumbTo approach 'The girl/ boy' is hardso today break the ice with a cardYou will send it to them with zealfinally they will know how you feelOh Muslim dont you seeI watch you with gleeFor now I have you trappedYour heart once inclined towards Allah, I have snatchedI have now started you off on the slippery roadTo Jahannam the dreadful

The Slave of Wealth

The passionate slave of wealthignores his ailing healthMorning and night he toilstrying to Allah's law foilAt night, even till twelvewill he in riba delvenot realising his riba will cause him to bake and broiland his wealth round him like a serpent will coilUnmindful of his salaatnever will he with his time partWhen the pious at his door knockhe pretends he's a deaf blockCome the time of death,