YousraAmatullah - Hello Poetry

There is nothing more courageous than a man who acts in accordance with his name. And there is nothing more beautiful than a woman adorned with the veil of her Lord.

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May 23, 2024

May 23, 2024 at 3:52 PM UTC

Veiled

There is nothing more courageous than a man who acts in accordance with his name. And there is nothing more beautiful than a woman adorned with the veil of her Lord.

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We greet each other with assalamou 'alaykoum wa rahmatullaahi wa barakatuh and we start with bismillah Now, please explain how your tongue still finds the energy to utter every negative over every positive Please explain how your tongue is spitting sin after sin, causing it to lose respect for whom is supposed to be its master Explain

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Dec 29, 2023

Dec 29, 2023 at 3:58 AM UTC

Explain

We greet each other with assalamou 'alaykoum wa rahmatullaahi wa barakatuh and we start with bismillah Now, please explain how your tongue still finds the energy to utter every negative over every positive Please explain how your tongue is spitting sin after sin, causing it to lose respect for whom is supposed to be its master Explain

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Courage is acting upon his name While beauty is guarded with the veil of her Lord

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Sep 18, 2023

Sep 18, 2023 at 2:50 PM UTC

Courageous she is

Courage is acting upon his name While beauty is guarded with the veil of her Lord

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He swt declared our right 'to be covered' fard, SoubhanAllah. He declared our hijaab fard as a sign of His Mercy. Yet we fail to remember our names. We fail to remember what our beloved prophet Muhammad saws went through, and those who came before him. We forget about those who suffered and died for the sake of Allah swt. They went through so much pain, spreading and defending women's rights. Telling her that she is utmost valuable and that she should be cherished, protected, covered. We fail to remember the blood that has been shed. We do so when we perfume our hijaab, and when we show off that little bit of hair. We do so when our headscarves don't match our skinny jeans and when our freshly painted faces don't add up to the beauty of haya. We do so when our hijaab is see-through, showing our beautiful curved bodies to a world that in the end will testify against us. My dear sisters, you are so beautiful wearing His shield instead of the world's corruption. Please, for the sake of Allah swt, protect yourselves.

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Dec 26, 2022

Dec 26, 2022 at 5:02 PM UTC

Hijaab

He swt declared our right 'to be covered' fard, SoubhanAllah. He declared our hijaab fard as a sign of His Mercy. Yet we fail to remember our names. We fail to remember what our beloved prophet Muhammad saws went through, and those who came before him. We forget about those who suffered and died for the sake of Allah swt. They went through so much pain, spreading and defending women's rights. Telling her that she is utmost valuable and that she should be cherished, protected, covered. We fail to remember the blood that has been shed. We do so when we perfume our hijaab, and when we show off that little bit of hair. We do so when our headscarves don't match our skinny jeans and when our freshly painted faces don't add up to the beauty of haya. We do so when our hijaab is see-through, showing our beautiful curved bodies to a world that in the end will testify against us. My dear sisters, you are so beautiful wearing His shield instead of the world's corruption. Please, for the sake of Allah swt, protect yourselves.

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There's nothing more courageous than a man, acting upon his name. And there's nothing more beautiful than a woman guarded with the veil of her Lord.

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Dec 24, 2022

Dec 24, 2022 at 12:20 PM UTC

Veiled

There's nothing more courageous than a man, acting upon his name. And there's nothing more beautiful than a woman guarded with the veil of her Lord.

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Him, I told everything I told Him about the sleeplessness of dunya And about the dreams of akhirah I told Him in poems, As eyes started to speak And tears started to colour the prayer mat Every tear, on their knees Every met grain of sand, sees Overflowing pages, and their never ending stories

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Dec 5, 2022

Dec 5, 2022 at 9:05 AM UTC

Him, I told everything

Him, I told everything I told Him about the sleeplessness of dunya And about the dreams of akhirah I told Him in poems, As eyes started to speak And tears started to colour the prayer mat Every tear, on their knees Every met grain of sand, sees Overflowing pages, and their never ending stories

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Senselessly, I wanted No tongue, to prevent me from speaking ill No eyes, assuming I wouldn't have to see the horrors of this dunya No ears, to prevent me from hearing anything ill A numb body, assuming I wouldn't be able to walk astray Sickness, to gain patience and to get closer to You, Allah Instead, You gave me A voice, perhaps to gain patience and to get closer to You, Allah Sight, perhaps to see and follow the right path Hearing, perhaps to remind me of Your mercy A strong body, perhaps to take a stand against all evil Health, perhaps to avoid me from speaking ill

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Dec 2, 2022

Dec 2, 2022 at 11:33 AM UTC

Perhaps

Senselessly, I wanted No tongue, to prevent me from speaking ill No eyes, assuming I wouldn't have to see the horrors of this dunya No ears, to prevent me from hearing anything ill A numb body, assuming I wouldn't be able to walk astray Sickness, to gain patience and to get closer to You, Allah Instead, You gave me A voice, perhaps to gain patience and to get closer to You, Allah Sight, perhaps to see and follow the right path Hearing, perhaps to remind me of Your mercy A strong body, perhaps to take a stand against all evil Health, perhaps to avoid me from speaking ill

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Achteloos proberen zij aan het licht te sleutelen Terwijl de hitte van de zon hen inhaalt

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Oct 29, 2022

Oct 29, 2022 at 12:41 PM UTC

De waarheid haalt leugens in