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    30 oktober

    Gone away...

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    Gone away,

     Never to come.

     

    Not meaning,

    Anything to some.

     

    Beware

     

     Of lamenting!

     

     

     

    Why,

     

    Forget and sing!

     

     

     

    Make this, the time

    Never to forget!

     

     Something

    To never regret!

     

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    13 december

    follow my advice

     
    Sitting comfortably in my home
    Surrounded by my family, not alone
    I see your news on my TV screen
    You are to be extradited to a place unseen
    I can exhort you to have patience
    To follow the paths of people ancient

    I return from ‘work’ at the end of each day
    Having amused myself in pomp and play
    Your dark, damp cell welcomes the dawn
    Here you pass the hours forgotten and forlorn
    I can advise you to have no fear
    Verily Allah (SWT) is near

    Fearful of the consequence
    I gag my views to prevent offence
    You’re at the receiving end of malice and hostility
    Aimed at erasing your sanity
    I can remind you this is a test
    Which you must bear to ensure success

    My stomach full, my limbs relaxed
    On my luxury bed I lay to rest
    If you’re lucky a 7ft x 11ft cell is your abode
    Where you have been thrown to erode
    I can remind you of the transient nature of this life
    And that your journey will end in a place where there’s no strife

    O my brothers! I can dish out to you much advice
    Over my kebabs and rice
    I can remind you of your high ranking station
    Whilst continuing to be a stagnant member of this nation
    In my living room
    I can solve all your problems
    Oppressive politicians and governments, here, I’ll oppose them

    Privately I will support you
    Publicly I will disown you
    Tears will I shed in front of my TV screen
    But at a demonstration for your rights, I will not be seen
    In my heart I know you need a friend
    But letters of support I will not send

    My dear brothers please forgive me
    For possessing this branch of hypocrisy
    I must admit my faith is weak
    At times when I should show solidarity with you I become meek
    Although images of you prick my conscience
    My cowardice compels me to silence

    Helping to free the Muslim prisoners, upon me is an obligation
    But I am scared of being classed as ‘guilty by association’
    I am duty bound to protect your honour
    But a trouble-free life I prefer
    As I cling heavily to the Earth in my selfish quest
    I sincerely pray it won’t be me who’s in your place next!

    29 april

    Use... this... in... life

    Talk---------------Softly
    Walk----------------Humbly
    Eat-------------------Sensibly
    Breath--------------------Deeply
    Sleep----------------------Sufficiently
    Dress---------------------------Smartly
    Act-------------------------------Fearlessly
    Work---------------------------------Patiently
    Think-----------------------------------Truthfully
    Believe------------------------------------Correctly
    Behave-----------------------------------------Decently
    Learn---------------------------------------------Practically
    Plan-----------------------------------------------------Orderly
    Earn----------------------------------------------------------Honestly
    Save--------------------------------------------------------------Regularly
    Spend---------------------------------------------------------------Intelligently
    Love---------------------------------------------------------------------Passionately
    ENJOY----------------------------------------------------------------------COMPLETELY
    02 maart

    My sins block my du'a


    As I sit here alone, the tears rolling down my face
    It is not salt, but pain that I taste

    So I leave now to go stand before You
    I am helpless and alone, what else can I do?

    I have asked, I have begged but my sins block my du'a
    I will come now still begging, forgive me O Allah

    Forgive me and grant me what it is that I ask
    For me it is impossible but for You a simple task

    I try and I try but I do not succeed
    But I understand and know it is because Your Words I do not heed

    I hear, yes I hear but I do not always obey
    Perhaps that is why I am destitute, isolated and why You have written that I
    will be alone this way

    I have no to blame but the person in the mirror I see
    No one else must pay for my sins, no one else, no one else, no one else but
    me

    So I stand before You to again beg forgiveness because You said that I can
    You have told us in Your Book that You are Ar Rahman

    I will ask, I will beg but my sins my block my du'a
    But I will keep asking, forgive me O Allah

     

    taken from here

    Allah se...

    Allah se milayenge line 
     to tabiyat hogi fine.  
    Dil ko milega chayn  
    phir zindagi hogi shine  
    Ispe ayegi islam ki design  
    aur yehi hai aaj ki headline.  
    Agar aamal se hattoge slight  
    to qabar hogi tight   
    phir farishtae karenge fight  
    aur jahannum mein jaloge day & night.  
    Ye duniya hai ek institution  
    hamne liya hai isme admission  
    Quran hai hamara constitution  
    hamare Nabi ne diya jiska presentation  
    is par chalna apna profession.  
    Jodo isse apna connection  
    issi mein hai real sensation  
    na lena tum koi tension  
    ye duniya hai ek station.  
    Karte hai wo sab sanction  
    iska Allah ke hathon function  
    door karo apna confusion  
    shaytaan hamara khula dushman.  
    Jo lega iska injection  
    hoga ieman mein infection  
    qabar mein hoga dissection  
    aur jahannum mein iska retention  
    Jo follow karega Allah aur Rasool ke instructions  
    Jannat hogi uska destination.  
    INSHALLAH  
     
    http://www.msnusers.com/OuRIsLaM/poems3.msnw
    27 februari

    The Place I love to be

    There is a place in which I love to be
    When I cannot reach
    my mother's comforting arms...
    There is a place in which I love to be
    When I think of the sparkle in a child's eye as he prays with his father...

    There is a place in which I love to be when the stars are
    bright, my heart is light and my mind is free...
    When I'm blessed with success.
    When I'm warm in my bed
    When smiles are sincere and my mind is clear
    There is a place in which I love to be...
    There is a place in which I love to be when I'm discouraged
    by defeat,insulted by those that I love, and disappointed by my irresponsibility.

    Then, there is a place in which I need to be...
    When commitments are weakened,
    Diamonds stop shining and strengths are forgotten ...
    There is one place in which I love to be...
    Down on my knees, with tears in my heart, my head to the floor.

    In submission to God is the only place in which I love to be.

     

    a must visit site

    24 februari

    HeartPrints


    Whatever our hands touch---
    We leave fingerprints!!!
    On walls, on furniture,
    On doorknobs, dishes, books,
    As we touch we leave our identity.

    Oh please where ever I go today,
    Help me leave heartprints!!!
    Heartprints of compassion
    Of understanding and love.
    Heartprints of kindness
    and genuine concern.

    May my heart touch a lonely neighbor
    Or a runaway daughter,
    Or an anxious mother,
    Or, perhaps, a dear friend!!!

    I shall go out today
    To leave heartprints,
    And if someone should say
    "I felt your touch,"
    May that one sense be...
    YOUR LOVE

    Touching through ME.
     
     
    taken from 'a site'
    04 februari

    The cookie thief

    A woman was waiting at the airport one night,
      With several long hours before her flight.
      She hunted for a book in the airport shop,
      Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

      She was engrossed in her book, but happened to see,
      That the man beside her, as bold as could be,
      Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between,
      Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene

      She read, munched cookies, and watched the clock,
      As the gustly "cookie thief" diminished her stock
      She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,
      Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I'd blacken his eye!"

      With each cookie she took, he took one too.
      When only one was left, she wondered what he'd do.
      with a smile on his face and a nervous laugh,
      He took the last cookie and broke it in half.

      He offered her half, and he ate the other.
      She snatched it from him and thought, "Oh brother,
      This guy has some nerve, and he's also so rude,
      Why, he didn't even show any gratitude!"

      She had never known when she had been so galled,
      And sighed with relief when her flight was called.
      She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate,
      Refusing to look at the "thieving ingrate".

      She boarded the plane and sank in her seat,
      Then sought her book, which was almost complete.
      As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise.
      There were her bag of cookies in front of her eyes!

      "If mine are here," she moaned with despair.
      "Then the others were his and he tried to share!"
      Too late to apologize, she realized with grief,
      That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief!!!!
    22 januari

    Was that someone you?

     
    Someone did a golden deed,
    Someone proved a friend in need,
    Someone sang a beautiful song,
    Someone smiled the whole day long,
    Was that someone you?

    Someone lent a helping hand,
    Someone walked along on the sand,
    Someone shared every pain,
    Someone did not care for personal gain,
    Was that someone you?

    Someone toiled all day,
    Someone was always merry and gay,
    Someone fought a valiant fight,
    Someone lived to shield the right,
    Was that someone you?
     
    poet unknown
    19 januari

    Risk It

     
     To laugh is to risk being a fool.
    To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
    To reach out to another is to risk involvement.
    To express feelings is to risk exposing your true self.
    To place your ideas, your dreams, before the crowd is to risk their loss.To love is to risk not being loved in return.
    To live is to risk dying.
    To hope is to risk despair.
    To try is to risk failure.

    The person who risks nothing,
    Does nothing,
    Has nothing and is nothing.

    They may avoid suffering and sorrow,
    But they simply cannot learn,
    Feel, change, grow, love or live.

    Risks must be taken because,
    The greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.

    "Only a person who risks is free."
     
    taken from a site
     
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    O servants of God
    Young Muslims of today
    You wait impatiently everyday
    For e- mail messages of the day


    You log on several times a day
    It makes you feel good
    When you hear” you got mail”
    You cannot wait to read it


    Some messages are good
    From your friends and relatives
    But most are plain junk
    That waste your time
    You delete them fast


    Did you know 1400 years ago
    Allah sent you a long e-mail
    Through Angel Gabriel of course
    Revealed upon the holy Prophet(p)


    Did you open that e-mail?
    Subj: Quran: the guide
    Did you down load that file?
    And book marked in your heart?


    Had you opened that e-mail
    You had read in it all
    The stories of the prophets sent
    The stories of nations destroyed


    There are warning to the mankind
    And guidance for your daily life
    Good news and hope for the future
    To bring you closer to Allah


    Now, every morning when you wake up
    Read this e-mail first
    Saved in Quran, al- Furqan
    Memorize and act upon

     

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    When Allah wishes to help,he lets us weep;

    But tears for His sake bring happiness,

    and laughter will follow.

    Whoever foresees this is a servant of Allah.

    Wherever water flows,life flourishes:

     

     

    When Allah sends suffering,

    the spiritually weak react by fleeing from Allah:

    the lovers of Allah react by moving closer to Him.

     

     

    Allah created pain and sorrow

    so that happiness is clearly shown in contrast,

    For hidden things are made manifest

    by means of their opposites;

    Since Allah has no opposites,

    He is hidden.

     

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    The Purpose

    We are born with two eyes in front because we must
    not always look behind, but see what lies ahead,
    beyond ourselves.

    We are born to have two ears ~ one left, one right,
    so we can hear both sides, collect both the compliments
    and criticisms, to see which are right.

    We are born with a brain concealed in a skull that
    no matter how poor we are, we are still rich, for no
    one can steal what our brain contains, packing in
    more jewels and rings than you can think.

    We are born with two eyes, two ears, but one mouth
    for the mouth is a sharp weapon, it can hurt, flirt,
    and kill.

    We are born with only one heart, deep in our ribs to
    remind us to appreciate and give love from deep within and serve One Master only.

    Remember the motto: talk less, listen and see more.

    Elisheba Weathers

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    15 januari

    PORTRAIT

    Meditation in God is my capital
    Reason and Sound logic is the root of my religion
    Love is the foundation of my existence
    Enthusiasiam is the vehicle of my life
     
    Comtemplation of God is my companion
    Faith is the source of my power
    Sorrow is my friend
    Knowledge is my weapon
    Patience is my garb and virtue
    Submission to devine will is my pride
     
    Truth is my salvation
    Worship is my habit
    And in prayer lies the coolness
    of my eye and the peace of my mind.
     
    poet unknown
    07 januari

    Prayers

    I am praying to Allah
    Every  day, every night
    To guide me straight, no left, no right
    to grant  my soul a peace of mind
    to shine his light into my heart
    to teach me the things that are right
    to show his mercy, to show me his care
    I always pray to Allah
     
    anonymous
    05 januari

    SINCERITY

                               -Anonymous
     
                      Learn to call on Allah,
                      In the dark,
                      While Riding on a bus,
                      Or sitting in a park
     
                      Learn to do it when,
                      Alone in a room,
                      Or staying up late,
                      Staring at the moon
                      And if someone boasts about,
                      What he did for Allah,
                      And asks you to tell him,
                      What you did for Allah
                      Just Say, "Why should I tell you"
                      If I did it for Allah?"
     
     
                               
    30 december

    i said a prayer for you

      Thanks Fatima! 
     

    I said a prayer for you today, And know God must have heard..

    I felt the answer in my heart, Although he spoke no word.

    I did not ask for wealth or fame, I knew you would not mind.

    I asked him to send treasures, Of a far more lasting kind..

    I asked that he be near you, At the start of each new day..

    To grant you health and blessings, And friends to share your way..

    I asked for happiness for you, In all things great and small..

    But it was for his loving care, I prayed for most of all!.

    Taken from aisha's site ;)

     

     

    15 december

    Architect’s Attitude

    I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the end of the day. I have responsibilities to fulfil today.

    I am important.

    My job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have

     

    Today I can complain because the weather is rainy or…

    I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered for free.

     

    Today I can feel sad that I don’t have more money or…

    I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely and guide me away from waste.

     

    Today I can grumble about my health or…

    I can rejoice that I am alive.

     

    Today I can lament over all that my parents didn’t give me when I was growing up or…

    I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.

     

    Today I can cry because roses have thorns or…
    I can celebrate that thorn have roses.

     

    Today I can mourn my lack of friends or…

    I can excitedly embark upon a quest to discover new relationships.

     

    Today I can whine because I have to go to work or…

    I can shout for joy because I have a job to do.

     

    Today I can complain because I have to go to school or…

    I can eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge.

     

    Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or…

    I can feel honoured because the Lord has provided shelter for my mind, body and soul.

     

    Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be sketched.

    And here I am, the architect who gets to do the sketching.

     

    What today will be like is up to me.

    I get to choose what kind of day I will have!

     

    Author unknown

    12 december

    Ar-Rahman


    I ask for Your help You are there for me,
    I don’t even bother to ask the society.


    Deep down I know You are the Most High,
    And that You are the only One who can satisfy.


    When I am at a loss You comprehend,
    And unto You I am sure all can depend.


    When my world is shattered and all is dark,
    You are the bright light with the beautiful spark.

    When I feel lonely and no one seems to care,
    I know for a fact You are always there.


    When I have wronged and bow my head in shame,
    You’re the only One who forgives most praised of name.


    When all are unjust and I loose my right,
    You advise me to hold to my Deen very tight.


    You know and I know You’re no one but Ar-Rahman,
    So please my Lord help me stay firm on my imaan
     
    poet unknown
    02 december

    lovely poems

    My daily covers

     

    Born with a body so bare,

    Did not my Allah shower me with much clothing and care?

     

    So passed the hot summers and the severe winters,

    And with His gifted garments, did I not have fears?

     

    Honoured was I by these elegant protectors,

    But little did I know I’d fallen prey to fashions projectors.

     

    I’ve now seen dawn’s true advice,

    For now fashions cat will never catch her mice.

     

    True repentance and sincere prayers for acceptance have been made,

    Hopefully now I can be clothed with paradise jade.

     

     

     

    COMPLANCENCY

    (to feel satisfied with yourself)

     

    CAN YOU NOT SEE THE MUSLIMS AROUND YOU?

    OR DO YOU ONLY SEE WHAT THEY WANT YOU TO?

    MY BROTHERS SO OPPRESSED, IN THEIR OWN LANDS,

    PLEADING FOR ASSISTANCE, THEY EXTEND THEIR HANDS

    LUXURIES OF THE WORLD, HAVE CHAINED YOU DOWN.

    Allah YOU HAVE LEFT, FOR THE DOLLAR AND THE POUND.

    CONTINUOUSLY FUELLING YOUR INSATIABLE GREED,

    EVER STOPPED TO CONSIDER YOUR BROTHERS IN NEED?

    NO, YOU DIDN’T, YOU TURNED A BLIND EYE,

    COULDN’T YOU HEAR OUR MOTHERS CRY?

    YES, YOU DID, BUT YOU JUST LEFT THEM TO DIE.

     

    ARE YOU COMPLACENT???

     

     

     

    25 oktober

    When I say... I am a Muslim...

    When I say. . .I am a Muslim,
    I'm not shouting " down with Christians and Jews."
    I am whispering "I seek peace,"
    and Islam is the path that I choose.


    When I say. . . I am a Muslim,
    I speak of this with pride.
    And confess that sometimes I stumble,
    and need Allah to be my guide.

    When I say. . .I am a Muslim,
    I know this makes me strong.
    And in those times when I am weak,
    I pray to Allah for strength to carry on.


    When I say. . . I am a Muslim,
    I'm not boasting of success.
    I'm acknowledging that Allah has rescued me,
    and I cannot ever repay the debt.

    When I say. . .I am a Muslim,
    I'm not claiming to be perfect.
    My flaws are indeed visible,
    but Allah forgives because his followers are worth it.


    When I say. . .I am a Muslim,
    it does not mean I will never feel pain.
    I still have my share of heartaches,
    which is why I invoke Allah's name.


    When I say. . .I am a Muslim,
    I do not wish to judge.
    I have no such authority
    My duty is to submit to Allah's all-encompassing love

     
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