Ocean of Tears .........
You disobey the Divine, yet claim love for Him -
This is impossible, illogical reasoning.
If your love were true, you would certainly obey
For the lover to the Beloved is ever obedient.
My Lord, certainly, I am a weak slave
Who has come before You seeking that which You have to give.
I come before You complaining of the affliction of my sins,
For can one complain of grief to anyone but You?
Gift me with Your Pardon, my Benevolent Master
For my reliance is on none but You.
He has deprived you from tasting Divine love and purification
When he saw you persistent in treachery and harshness.
If you let go of the reigns that are keeping you from Him
He will be generous with you from His compassionate nature.
Exalted is He above doing you any injustice-
He has promised deliverance to those who deliver themselves.
My Lord, if I have drowned in my own sins,
I ask for Your pardon, Most Generous Lord
By the depth of my poverty and my utter need
For You, my Lord, in times of distress.
I ask You by my weakness, inability, and indigence,
I ask You by what Your Books have guaranteed –
I ask you by Your infinite Mercy.
(- Selections from Bahr ad-Dumū’ (Ocean of Tears) by Imam Ibn al-Jawzī -
jazak Allahu khayran to Shaykh Mokhtar Maghroui, who contributed to the translation).
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
~ Ocean of Tears ~
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Tuesday, October 5, 2010
~ Wanita Syurga ~
Wanita Syurga .........
Mampukah aku menjadi seperti Siti Khadijah?
Agung cintanya pada Allah dan Rasulullah
Hartanya diperjuangkan ke jalan fisabilillah
Penawar hati kekasih Allah
Susah dan senang rela bersama…
Dapatkah ku didik jiwa seperti Siti Aishah?
Isteri Rasulullah yang bijak
Pendorong kesusahan dan penderitaan
Tiada sukar untuk dilaksanakan…
Mengalir air mataku
Melihat pegorbanan puteri solehah Siti Fatimah
Akur dalam setiap perintah
Taat dengan abuyanya, yang sentiasa berjuang
Tiada memiliki harta dunia
Layaklah dia sebagai wanita penghulu syurga…
Ketika aku marah
Inginku intip serpihan sabar
Dari catatan hidup Siti Sarah….
Tabah jiwaku
Setabah umi Nabi Ismail
Mengendong bayinya yang masih merah
Mencari air penghilang dahaga
Di terik padang pasir merah
Ditinggalkan suami akur tanpa bantah
Pengharapannya hanya pada Allah
Itulah wanita Siti Hajar….
Mampukah aku menjadi wanita solehah?
Mati dalam keunggulan iman
Bersinar indah,
harum tersebar
Bagai wanginya pusara Masyitah….
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Sunday, August 15, 2010
~ Don't Cry Anymore ~
Don't Cry Anymore .....
Lift your head,
don’t cry anymore
Let God in, your heart he’ll restore.
Say a prayer
Let peace of mind come to you again.
Calm your vengeance, let pain subside
Throw your worries into the tide.
Give yourself, let Him control.
This world is nothing, all will fade
Your hope in Him, do not trade.
He is our Maker, the key to life
Trust in him,
There’ll be no strife.
Give yourself unto the Lord,
Eternal happiness will be your reward
In the end when all is dead
Those who serve, with Him they’ll tread.
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Thursday, July 29, 2010
~ Are you free? ~
Are you free? .........
I say, are you …
Free as leaf falling from an autumn tree,
Free as single drop of rain falling from the heavens,
Free like a flower in the spring breeze,
Free as a bird gliding across the western horizon?
I say, are you…
Free to express what you feel when you feel,
Free to speak what you want when you want,
Free to dress the way you want,
Free to walk wherever you want?
You say we are all free in this world,
I say open your eyes and take a deeper look,
Into the lives of those,
Who have never experienced freedom.
You say freedom is a gift,
That should be used wisely.
I say open your minds and your hearts,
And shower the gift of freedom.
You say you have no control over freedom,
I say with freedom comes power,
So you have the power, to fight,
Fight to liberate those who are not free.
Because freedom comes with trust,
And it comes with responsibility,
And it’s up to you and me,
To help those be free of oppression.
(http://www.islamicpoem.com/)
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A Friend or Enemy? ~
A Friend or Enemy?.........
He wanted me to burn in hell,
He wanted me to be among those who fell,
He wished to lead me astray,
From my Lords mercy he tried to keep me away.
Was he my friend or enemy?
It was because of him I was deprived,
He had deceived so many,
He kept coming at me until I died,
I still didn’t realize amidst all the agony,
Was he my friend or enemy?
He whispered evil to me every day & every night,
He defeated me without me even putting up a fight,
I didn’t even try,
I thought I can just ignore him and let him pass by,
Was he my friend or enemy?
This is why I was drowned in sins,
All along he was sitting back and laughing at me,
Then death hit me, now I can see,
But it’s too late,
There’s no going back to change my fate.
His task had reached its end,
This was his plan all along,
He wasn’t my friend,
I understood it all wrong,
He was the Devil, my arch enemy!
(Posted by: xmuslimahx)
(http://islamicpoems.blogspot.com/)
(http://trupoets.com)
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~ The Quran ~
The Quran......
I open the pages of that Book and read with my hurting heart.
I see things making sense in this world we rip apart.
I read those words aloud to let my soul hear well.
I read about the consequence of lies and about the pits of hell.
I read about the rivers that flow with honey, milk and wine.
I read about the gifts of heaven and how the insides shine.
I read about the rights to man and read about the signs.
I read about the miracles and how nothing is unrefined.
I see the truth through words that sing
Read about every cure, every little thing.
I read of how I'm protected with examples from the past.
I read of how I'm meant to pray, and how I'm meant to fast.
My soul is reassured of what it has to do.
A guide Book for my life, a guide book thats for you!
''No compulsion in religion'' is what the Book does say,
Warnings not to be unjust in times of war or pay.
Even the simplest things no man can jot from head.
Like how the pharaoh died and what battles blood was shed.
Like how mountains are pegged into the earth and the
fetus forms inside the womb.
Like how honey is a cure and how we can prevent
pain from satins nasty doom.
Like the way the word year is mentioned 365 times in this book....
If you don't believe that, take a careful close up look!
Like the way it talks about planets floating in an orbit high.
With seven skies and thunder is the angel's praising cry.
It tells us about the black hole that sweeps everything in its way.
Only discovered recently by scientist and nothing that they say...
Nothing that they've said has not been mentioned in this Book.
If you don't believe that, then take a careful close up look!
Like the way my heart feels when I've read a couple lines.
How my chin is lifted and my heart and soul shines.
There's so much more I'd be here all day.
Proof this Book is not a mere eloquent play
This Book, all the education of today
This Book, see what it has to say.
What would you lose by reading a page?
Your sure to feel no hatred, no anger nor mans cruel rage.
Open your eyes for this Book is made ''for those who understand!''
I quote that from the Book itself
It's time you had a look to see if you can READ....
It's time you gave your soul a chance, see it for yourself.
(by :repenter86')
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Sunday, July 11, 2010
~ Let His Love remain ~
Let His Love remain ......
Why did you keep your burden inside you
when you have Allah to tell it to?
why did you fear everyone might hate
when you have Him who understand you?
Why did you fill your heart with pain and anguish
when you have Him to fill it with eternal bliss?
why did you choose to settle in turbulence
when there's His pure love that speaks of peace?
Open your heart,
Let Allah wash away the hurt,
Embrance the greatest love..
He,alone could give you
Pray to Allah for He listen to all prayers,
believe in Him alone and not the deceiving others
Do what He says for He is your mentor,
Love Him truly and not the impostor
when you are in battle unarmed,
ley His love be your sword,
when you feel cold,
let His love warm you
when you stumble and fall,
let His love cacth you
when you have no more food to eat,
let His love fill your tummy
when you can no longer breathe,
let His love be your air
when you have no more to drink,
let His love be your water
when you are lost in the rain,
let Allah's love be your shade
when you are lost in the dark,
let His love be your light
when you can no longer see,
let His love be your sight
when you are wound in a fight,
let Allah's love stop your bleedings
when you are wronged in an argument,
let His love unleash what's true
When no ane understand you,
let Allah's love be searched
When no one listen to you,
let His love be heard
when no one believes in you,
let His love be seen
when no one trusts you,
let His love be serene
when you believe no body loves you,
let Allah's love be your confidence,
When you doubt nobody protects you,
let His love to be you defence
when you feel nobody cares for you,
let His Love heed
when someone fools you,
let Allah's love make you wiser
when someone belittles you,
let His love make you greater
when someone abandons you,
let His love show what to do
when you are weak,
let Allah's love be you stength
when you can no longer smile,
let His love be sent
when you are lost,
let His love be your way
when you can no longer speak,
let His love tell you what to say
when you are afraid,
let Allah's love be your protection
when you are confused,
let His love be your liberation
when you are hurting,
let His love be you therapy
when you feel like giving up,
let Allah's love push you
when you feel tired and fed up,
let His love purpose pursue
when you reach the pinnacle of your journey,
the angels of the heavens will welcome you finally
so go on,
walk on the road leading to His heavens' grandeur
dont't go a day without His love you will never falter,
don't let the devil deceive your heart,
Allah shall conquer it forever
hold on and believe in Allah's love
that's the best you can have
please never weep again,
and in your heart....
Let His Love remain !
( The Prophet Muhammad said that Allah in the judgement day will ask :
Oh the son of Adam (the human being) : I was sick and you didn't visist me ?
the man will say : how would I visit you and you are the lord of the worlds?
Allah will say : didn't you know that one of men got sick, and you didn't visit him.If you visited him you would find me with him..
Allah will say : oh son of Adam,i asked you for food and you didn't feed me
man will say : how can i feed you and you are the lord of the worlds?
Allah will say : didn't you know that one of the men was hungry and you didn't give him food.If you fed him you would find me with him.
- Saheeh Muslim : 4661)
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
~ Cecahkan Dahimu Ke Sejadah ~
Cecahkan Dahimu Ke Sejadah ........
Bersihkan dirimu sebelum kamu dimandikan.
Berwudhu'lah kamu sebelum kamu diwudhu'kan.
Dan bersolatlah kamu sebelum kamu disolatkan.
Tutuplah auratmu sebelum auratmu ditutupkan Dengan kain kafan yang serba putih
Pada waktu itu tidak guna lagi bersedih
Walaupun orang yang hadir itu merintih.
Selepas itu kamu akan diletak di atas lantai
Lalu dilaksanakan solat jenazah Dengan empat kali takbir dan satu salam
Berserta Fatihah ,Selawat dan doa Sebagai memenuhi tuntutan Fardhu Kifayah
Tapi apakah empat kali takbir itu dapat menebus Segala dosa meninggalkan solat sepanjang hidup ?
Apakah solat Jenazah yang tanpa rukuk dan sujud Dapat membayar hutang rukuk dan sujudmu yang telah luput ?
Sungguh tertipulah dirimu jika beranggapan demikian
Justeru ku menyeru sekalian Muslimin dan Muslimat
Usunglah dirimu ke tikar solat
Sebelum kamu diusung ke liang lahad
Menjadi makanan cacing dan ulat.
Iringilah dirimu ke masjid
Sebelum kamu diiringi ke pusara.
Tangisilah dosa-dosamu di dunia
Kerana tangisan tidak berguna di alam baqa'.
Sucikanlan dirimu sebelum kamu disucikan
Sedarlah kamu sebelum kamu disedarkan
Dengan panggilan Izrail yang menakutkan.
Berimanlah kamu sebelum kamu ditalkinkan
Kerana ianya berguna untuk yang tinggal Bukan yang pergi.
Beristighfarlah kamu sebelum kamu diistighfarkan
Namun ketika itu istighfar tidak menyelamatkan
Ingatlah di mana saja kamu berada
Kamu tetap memijak di bumi Tuhan Dan dibumbungi dengan langit Tuhan Serta menikmati rezeki Tuhan.
Justeru bila Dia menyeru ,
sambutlah seruan-Nya
Sebelum Dia memanggilmu buat kali yang terakhirnya
Ingatlah kamu dahulu hanya setitis air yang tidak bererti
Lalu menjadi segumpal darah
Lalu menjadi seketul daging
Lalu daging itu membaluti tulang
Lalu jadilah kamu insan yang mempunyai erti
Ingatlah asal usulmu yang tidak bernilai itu
Yang kalau jatuh ke tanah Ayam tak patuk , itik tak sudu
Tapi Allah mengangkatmu ke suatu mercu Yang lebih agung dari malaikat.
Lahirmu bukan untuk dunia
Tapi gunakanlah ia buat melayar bahtera akhirat.
Sambutlah seruan "Hayya 'alas Solaah" Dengan penuh rela dan bersedia
Sambutlah seruan "Hayya 'alal Falaah" Jalan kemenangan akhirat dan dunia.
Ingatlah yang kekal ialah amal
Menjadi bekal sepanjang jalan
Menjadi teman di perjalanan
Guna kembali ke pangkuan Tuhan
Pada hari itu tiada berguna harta,takhta dan putera Isteri,
kad kredit dan kereta Kondominium ,saham dan niaga
Kalau dahi tak mencecah sejadah di dunia.
(http://cintahakikicintailahi.blogspot.com/2010/06/cecahkan-dahimu-ke-sejadah.html)
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Saturday, May 15, 2010
~ Allahu Akbar ~
Allahu Akbar .....
The further you walk away from God
The more you go astray in the dark
You will no doubt fall in devil's trap
And sink in the depths of cheerlessness
Or float in the air like bird's feather
Be a true moslem not for worldly gains
But solely for the love of the creator
Say not Allahu Akbar behind the veil
Only to spread hatred and Malevolence
Or to suck the blood of the innocent
Say it with all honesty and confidence
To supply peace, love and eternal harmony
(http://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewpoetry.asp?AuthorID=12041&id=167646)
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Monday, May 3, 2010
~ Reality ~
Reality ........
How CAN a single soul know what reality is?
For God only knows what the answers become
And the final say in all situations is His!
If you say you are in reality, what do you mean?
In the past, the present, or the future,
It does not exist during any of those times,
Reality is not past, present, future, or in between.
Moment to moment reality will change
And only during one given moment can reality be.
Reality becomes something new and restructured
That with each passing second you will see.
All that you have is this moment in time
And to be realistic is to understand
That the only thing real in this life right now
Is that God holds your soul in His Hand.
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Wednesday, April 21, 2010
~ In This Place ~
In This Place ......
Lost and searching for more
Never felt like I really belonged
Unless I was lessening the pain with a poem.
Everything right seems wrong.
Everything wrong will never be right.
I’ve been wronged and deceived in this fight.
So I trust no one with the depths of my mind.
Only God understands this pain deep inside.
I’m not trying to hide I just can’t confide.
So, until the day I bid good bye.
I’ll just try my best to spread my winks and smiles
Try my best to spread the throne with my lines.
Crimes wronged more than just men.
Hard times can spawn more than just sin.
But it’ll take a miracle to fix it now.
What’s lost may never be found.
God, we need a miracle to fix it now.
So what’s lost can be found.
In a place where innocence is lost at birth.
How can we understand what life is worth?
In a place where last is first.
Who wins? Who loses? And who gets that curse?
In this place who escapes?
When we are determined to kill in any case?
The hardest thing I’ve ever done
Is letting go of my loved ones.
The farthest I’ve ever come
Is 6 feet and under one.
I’m under the impression that I’m almost done.
It’s almost time to drop these lines.
Or maybe I’ve got more than just time.
But either way...
I’m going to treat each day like it’s my last,
Fighting to my death to forget my past.
But to never forget the wisdom gained from that.
Because I’ve shed more than blood.
Wanted hope seeps from my wounds,
Because in my life when it rains it floods,
Watching hate fill up the tombs,
Ripping babies early from their wombs.
It makes no sense, will it all change soon?
Or are we doomed to wonder underneath the moon?
Never seeing farther than 6 feet deep
Never rising higher except in our dreams
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