Islamic Poetry

  Looking down into the wavy ocean. Crossing over the railings of the bridge Drenched, in my ocean of tears Confused, to proceed or not Hey! thou ungrateful! Thou thinkest Allah despises you? , Alas! You thought to hang on the wire, Are your deeds enough to...

By  Deejah (Abra_Muslimah) When the flower of the day blooms And the sun peaks from its kingdom The moon running back to its empire After fully illuminating the night before The colorful birds start to chirp And the sun gradually rises Forgetting it's shyness. The cocks crow...

You want something to be yours, and yet you make no effort to own it You don't like what you have and yet you are holding unto it By ourselves we walk into a twisted and confusing situation Then we run around...

Assalamu alaykum! You've been reading literary works from secular angles, what about reading works from established and growing Muslim writers from the Islamic perspective? We made a call for submission and we received quite a number of entries. The top...

  People of low intelligence You plunged into abyss of Ignorance and barbaric behaviour You leave the one true Lord And worship the three fake Man-made ones The created idolatry And adore a son of man People of low intelligence You worship men Bow down and...

  The me in me is the fragile soul that strives to be perfect. Like refining of me to meet everyone's expectations. The me in me is a tired soul that struggles to make me perfect. The me in me lives in fear...

When the sky cracks apart dispersing like snowflakes. When the stars fall on earth like shards. When the Sun loses its light and the earth crumbles. When the seas and rivers, the oceans and lakes; wrap into another reduced to nothingness. The mountains, valleys and rocks— goes puff! When life is...

  Stop the clocks, telephones off! Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone Silence the pianos with muffled drums Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come Let the airplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He is dead! Put the...

  It was beyond her imagination that I could prefer her for a consort. She knew how deep my involvement in da'wah was, and the kind of a lady that befitted a person of my religious status, hence her worry...

Death is the beginning of life In the barzakh, the afterlife Where all men shall meet Nakeer And Munkar, both rich and Faqeer The Chief Examiners in the grave Tough, straightforward and brave To answer the questions: man rabbuka? “Who is your Lord?” Then, mā dīnukā? “What...