Islam
Our way of life
The path on which we strive
Our pride, their fear
Fear of the Kuffar
As the days go by
So many die
Man doesn't take heed
He consumes inheritance with greed
The orphan, he threats harshly
To the poor, Rudely
Let man but think and...
Assalamu alaykum!
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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...
For the believer, the world is a prison
From Uyghur in China to Gaza in Palestine
whether be Summer, be Winter or any other season
Say Myanmar, say Syria, it is, but a routine
The same land we walk but for me, it...
When I was younger
I thought death
Embraces men with snowy hair
Crumpled skins and weak bones
That it was blind to the people
Of my age and their age
Like old age was attached to
An expiry date.
But...
OUR LAST BREATHE
In and out it goes, with
its every actions drawing
us closer to reality.
Look how we work so hard,
sometimes forgetting about
the certainty.
What are we chasing for,
when we don't need more.
Oh! When will it be?
Our last breathe that holds
much more...
Hitherto, I had believed one's first love was always the truest
Not until I saw your sunshine down into darkness
Faded just like the smoke goes unseen and disappeared into the thin atmosphere
You said you were going to take me deeper...
Assalamu alaykum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu!
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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...
To the woman who now seems Older
And who happened to be my blessed Mother
Cherishing me during the age I was Smaller
And also at the moment I became Younger.
Although you are not near to be a Scholar,
But the display of...