*Very corny poem, but I had to think of something fast*
For the first time in years
Happiness defines these tears
Remembrance of Allah fills my ears
Lies of love destroy my fears
For the first time in a few months or so
My words gave a brother a pretty tough blow
I told myself I wouldn’t stoop so low
I redefined love and went against the flow
For the first time in weeks
My heart speaks
Saying nothing in this dunya really reeks
As long as with taqwa in Allah(SWT) tears fall down your cheeks
For a true Mu2min their Lord’s pleasure they seek
For the first time in days
My heart, to Allah (SWT), silently prays
“Qadr Allah wa ma sha’a fa’al” seems to be the best phrase
My status before Allah(SWT) I work to raise
For the first time in hours
Birds sang from towers
I was able to see the beauty of real flowers
Realized the problem of the ummah is ours
And that before Allah(SWT) there are no other powers
For the first time I can breath again
Dismissing that unbelievable pain
Of being lied to and having one’s heart slain
Of having to walk in a thunderstorm and rain
Not for the first time…
I miss brother H so much more
I pray that he was there like before
Helping my iman somehow soar
As we beautifully built rapport
And he tells me things I would forever adore
Talk about amazing
Now he was a score
By...
Sensible_Muslimah
Happiness defines these tears
Remembrance of Allah fills my ears
Lies of love destroy my fears
For the first time in a few months or so
My words gave a brother a pretty tough blow
I told myself I wouldn’t stoop so low
I redefined love and went against the flow
For the first time in weeks
My heart speaks
Saying nothing in this dunya really reeks
As long as with taqwa in Allah(SWT) tears fall down your cheeks
For a true Mu2min their Lord’s pleasure they seek
For the first time in days
My heart, to Allah (SWT), silently prays
“Qadr Allah wa ma sha’a fa’al” seems to be the best phrase
My status before Allah(SWT) I work to raise
For the first time in hours
Birds sang from towers
I was able to see the beauty of real flowers
Realized the problem of the ummah is ours
And that before Allah(SWT) there are no other powers
For the first time I can breath again
Dismissing that unbelievable pain
Of being lied to and having one’s heart slain
Of having to walk in a thunderstorm and rain
Not for the first time…
I miss brother H so much more
I pray that he was there like before
Helping my iman somehow soar
As we beautifully built rapport
And he tells me things I would forever adore
Talk about amazing
Now he was a score
By...
Sensible_Muslimah
Repenting_Muslim
"sis scholars say when the heart speaks
its Hearts that listen
when tongues speak…
its ears that listen "
Is it healthy to miss you so much?
After every jerk
To think of how I let the best guy go
I don't want to meet jerks anymore.......
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