Eid Mubarak

As Salam Alikum Readers a little bit late but eid Mubarak


HijabDress in black got it all covered up

They think I’m oppressed

But really who’s depress?

I wear to express…

The true color I posses

So the time has come for me to confess

Stop the stereotyping

I request

I don’t like them fancy dresses

Or public presses

To hear me loud and clear

As my modesty speaks without fear

Oh Muslimah

Bismillah Ir Rahman Nir Rahim As Salam Alaikum,

Oh Muslimah wrapped in beautiful garments in this life varying in shades of black, blue, brown and the likes

When your soul is called back to your Lord you will once again be wrapped in the most beautiful garments of white!

Oh Muslimah death is inevitable and even if you were to hide in the highest of mountain tops, death will reach you.

Even if you were to seclude yourselves in your homes, death will reach you.

Even of you are the most pious and righteous amongst mankind, death will surely reach you! This is a reminder for myself first and then you.

So, Oh Muslimah while you still have breath in your body, while you still have time

(Insha allah) to accumulate good deeds, while you still are healthy and have wealth to give in charity, do that which will benefit your souls,for verily death will reach you and your deeds are written in your book and

Allah never forgets and He never breaks His promise and He is Oft-Forgiving and Merciful and He is the Only One that sees and hears all things.

When you force yourself in the depths of the night to get up for Tahajjudd.

When you cry out to Him for your sins, when you give charity in secret, when you help another Muslim in need, when you beg for His forgiveness for the sins you do openly and those hidden, the ones you remember and those you may have forgotten.

Oh Muslimah turn to your Lord in sincere repentance and from this day forth, from this hour on do the deeds that will earn Allah’s pleasure and will save you from the punishment ,

On a Day when we all will stand barefoot, naked and uncircumcised, alone begging for Allah’s mercy and forgiveness.

Praying our good deeds out weigh our bad.

Praying that those whom we wronged has forgiven us in this life, because you will be held up.

Know for sure you will be held up on the bridge not knowing if you will enter the hellfire or Paradise because you and another believer have not reconciled.

Know that you will be held up on the bridge if you wronged another believer and have not repented and have not asked for their forgiveness.

Know that you will be held up on the bridge if you have slandered or backbitten or stole or harmed or cheated or any of the other misdeeds will do to one another.

Oh Muslimah, May Allah forgive us all and aid us in this life with our affairs!

May he increase us in eeman and rectify our hearts and intentions.

May He put love and mercy in our hearts for one another, before the Hour comes when there will be no more time to repent, to forgive, or to cry!


Women In Hijab

Her long, thick, shiny black hairFell against her back.

Her rich, copper skin

Gleamed in the sunlight.

Her slender figure outlined,

With her soft voluptuous curves.

But when she stepped outside,

She became a ghostly figure of the night.

Nothing more to the people

Than a dark, shadowy figure of oppression.

But she showed them.

As she walked down the street,

People made way,

Men lowered their gazes in utmost respect.

And others whispered,

As she held her head up high,

With pride in her belief

And showed them how oppressed she really was!

While they whistled at their women,

Looking them up and down as they were

pieces of meat to be inspected?

She pitied their savage ways.

As she walked into the arms of

her partner,

Her only love,

Her husband.

Where she was transformed,

Into her beautiful self,

For only his eyes to see.
Copyright ©2006 

Dear Sisters

Dear sisters
The more a Muslimah is modest , the more stranger men won’t dare to look at her.

They will see in her the woman who is obeying her Lord, a woman they should respect.

So they will feel ashamed of their selves by staring at her

Hijabi woman should respect the Hijab she is wearing, as well
And should remember that it’s not just a piece of clothe on her head

But it’s the symbol of her chastity, a symbol which distinguish her from all other women in this world.

Hijab poem

What do you see when you look at me,
Do you see someone limited, or someone free?

All some people can do is just look and stare,
Simply because they can’t see my hair…

Others think I am controlled and uneducated,
They are so thankful that they are not me,
Because they would like to remain ‘free’,

Well free isn’t exactly the word I would’ve used,
Describing women who are cheated on and abused,

They think that I do not have opinions or voice,
They think that being hooded isn’t my choice,

They think that the hood makes me look caged,
That my husband or dad is totally outraged,

All they can do is look at me in fear,
And in my eye there is a tear,

Not because I have been stared at or made fun of,
But because people are ignoring the One up above,

On the Day of Judgment they will be the fools,
Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules,

Maybe the guys won’t think I am a cutie,
But at least I am filled with more inner beauty,

See I have declined from being a guy’s toy,
Because I won’t let myself be controlled by a boy,

Real men are able to appreciate my mind,
And aren’t busy looking at my behind,

Hooded girls are the ones really helping the Muslim cause,
The role that we play definitely deserves applause,

I will be recognized because I am smart and bright,
And because some people are inspired by my sight,

The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility,
In the back of their mind they wish they were me,

We have the strength to do what we think is right,
Even if it means putting up a life long fight,

You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt,
We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt,

So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberated,
We are not the ones that are sexually terrorized and violated,

We are the ones that are free and pure,
We’re free of standard’s that have no cure,

So when people ask you how you feel about the hood,
Just sum it up by saying ‘baby its all good’.