"alhamdulillah" poems
Zindagi ki piyala itna borha nahi hai
ki uski andor me lehron ki mujhme
nodia beh sakta hai.
Likhen uski andorme ek bindu
pani bi nahi itna chota
ki isme sagor bon nahi sakta.
Koi yaro achanok milta hai to bolta
kitna chota hai ye donia
Ye mitti andorme bi kya borha?
Khodo to isme kobor bonta hai
Liken agor Mawla chahe to ye
mitti se bi Adam bon sakta hai.
Somundor to somundar
shabnam (dew) bi Subhan Allah!
Aaj kaha aj reh ta hai kal ** jata
Kal ko kisi ko kiya pa tha
Thalu aftab (sunrise) ki canvusme
Ankhi dal kor job sham dol jata hai
Kisi Ko zulf ke saye me bemalum
Kitne ankhi khu ja ta hai
Kis andaar goliche chad aa ta hai
Kiso ki kiya pa tha hai
Liken mera bhi kitna khush naseeb hai
Khali hate aakor bi itni kimti herat angaiz
(amazing) majlish me ek hishya bhi mila.
Mawla karega keyse Aap ka shukrana
Alhamdulillah kiyanat ki Rab taarif Aap ka, Aap ka!
May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 6:07 PM UTC
14 December 2014
Stadium Hoki
Alhamdulillah, I am so blessed and thankful for the opportunity that I do for myself to watch meteor shower last night. Why did I mention that? Because last night I have been so excited to watch meteor shower and we have been listening, singing, humming, laughing, and watching to the bits where we are so fascinated by the skylight of stars and meteor shower yesterday. It was a lucky day and I feel so heart-warming and my heart beat fast when I saw the meteor fall from the sky. It was really an amazing night ever.
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 1:19 PM UTC
....................terrorism......................
I Opened my window and peeped through.
Heard the loud panicked voice of screams.
Just I saw the world of dreams.
People were shouting'crying'runing here and there.
Destructions and dreadful scenes seemed everywhere.
Streets were covered with huge blood.
Just like I lost in terrific flood.
Dark smoke raised over the sky.
War jets and gaints were so high.
When i glanced all the round.
And didn't believe what I found.
Street lights were broken and dim.
Everywhere laid down the corpses of muslim.
Muslim children and muslim babies.
Their white shrouds turned into red.
War jets bombed,killed,left crippled & then briskly fled.
Only innocent people were on their list.
People were wraping them and taking away by cist.
My eyes burst into tears.
By the thought of terrorism whom everybody fears.
The thousands of people are now lifeless.
And remained so helpless.
Taken away the poor children's future brightness.
with War,conflicts,disputes and violent fray.
Unjustly killed so many people also by slaughter and slay.
Everything for them is just like a game to play.
By the war demons everywhere,everybody is sad & depressed.
Why Only innocent people are being harassed & oppressed?
Violences and wars only left miseries and sorrow.
Nobody can imagin what will happen tomarrow.
that's such a big shame.
blaming only muslims and giving them terrorist name.
Why the Muslims are only labeled of terrorism and extremism?
Come and recognise the real face of terrorism.
In the name of religion why people usually fight?
open their eyes and turn them from darkness to light .
Terrorism has no place in Islamic religion.
It teaches the supreme wisdom with real vision.
I pray when will come in this world that day.
One person will unite the world and bring peace oneday..
.............
((((By shaffu))))
Alhamdulillah I am a muslim but not a terrorist.
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 11:48 AM UTC
I'm sick enough i might die
I can take no more pain
But it is just not 'The Time' yet
God, my soul inside you still haven't take
He gives me pain to **** the sins cause by my mistakes
He gives me pain as a chance to change
Dear god, you still let me breath
As I awaken with fully recovered soul today,
I whispered Alhamdulillah, Allah you're so great
Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 9:25 AM UTC
In this barren land..
You are all alone
Seizing the opportunity
The devil whispers
Lure your stubborn heart
Deceive your weakened soul
Collect your stones and throw..
Each one of the devils..
Tarnish them... banish the devils
Desert them in the dungeon of darkness
Let the evils gather with joy
to dance their wicked souls
On the judgement day
you'd stand tall
Your deeds and your risen iman
Your success in tests and trials
Proudly you live
to witness the fallen evils
Alhamdulillah you've completed
your hajj.......
The test of patience....and faith...
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 11:22 PM UTC
You never felt snow tighten your skin with a sting
You never searched for the shore from the crest of a wave
You never grinned at the gait of a penguin
You never saw a whale’s grey fluke sink after rising
You never breathed in coffee’s warm rich aroma
You never heard the clearing of a smoker’s throat
You never saw headlights peer through dawn fog
You never smiled at an American accent
You never waited in a queue at the bank
You never cringed at the words of a driving instructor
You never sat and failed a biology test
You never kicked a football across the road
You never changed batteries in a tv remote
You never emptied the lawn-mower catcher
You never rushed to catch a bus and missed it
Yet exulted He chose you
Praise and glory to Him
Picked you from this world
And for it
The last in the line
The path straight to follow
To Him high above all
Alhamdulillah!
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 12:33 AM UTC
1 It's the strangest phase of your life EVER.
2. You're sort of transitioning into an adult but you're still very much a child at heart.
3. You start to take up multiple responsibilities - at school, at home, maybe a part-time job. And sometimes it can be overwhelming for you.
4. Pursuing an education takes a whole lot of work, no matter what type of course you take.
5. It’s also a privilege for many, so be thankful for that.
6. People can be a handful. Some are literal pieces of **** So know your battles; know when to engage and disengage.
7. Friends worth keeping are the ones who let you grow and flourish without having to be there 24/7.
8. Show kindness, no matter the circumstance. (Because kindness always wins!)
9. It's better to just stop thinking of what others think of you.
10. And gosh, stop judging yourself too hard.
11. Overthinking does **** Take that leap of faith once in a while, you'll be fine.
12. You're already amazing, as is.
13. Sometimes the ones you love most are the ones who hurt you most.
14. Sometimes the ones you love most are the ones you hurt most.
15. You will fall. And you will fail. Over and over and over again.
16. And jatuh ha gedebuk gedebang tergolek terlantang into the furthest, deepest pit of the hole.
17. But somehow you’ll find yourself back up again. And somewhere along the way you realise it wasn’t that bad of a fall.
18. Then you realise there are so many things to be grateful for, Alhamdulillah. (and that you were just being a big *** whiny drama queen, exaggerating every little, minuscule thing all along)
19. Also, it’s okay to be sad, miserable and feel so alone once in a while. And boy oh boy you WILL cry like you’ve never cried before.
20. But that doesn’t make you a baby. It makes you stronger. Feelings and emotions are important and they do matter. You matter.
21. Despite it all, you’ll always have God. And that is the best part.
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 7:47 AM UTC
I am filled with
happiness, this
time my face is
shine and bright
because I am done
with first day of
this beloved month
"Ramadan"
Alhamdulillah
O' Allah accept it,
Our ibadah and
forgive us
Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 2:18 PM UTC
To be happy you have to live
to live you have to choose to be happy
no one can live in sadness .. in sadness you can't laugh . or smile . or imagine . or be somehow free . or enjoy moments in your personal life ...
all you can do when you are sad is to cry . hope and wish to die ..
in 5 words .. YOU ARE DONE WITH LIFE ..
So I just choose to be happy
I got a family a really great friends .. I'm Alive Thank you my God(Alhamdulillah)
Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 6:26 PM UTC
Sometimes I caught myself
Thinking about you
Thinking about us
What we used to be
It was great
Maybe not everything
But most of it
Alhamdulillah
I'm grateful
Thank you
Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 12:01 PM UTC
at 18, reality on how hard it is to survive in this cruel world, hits me.
seeing people who work so hard everyday just to get some money for their food the next day, seeing people who still smile even after a longg day of tiring work which gives out only a small pay, can still _smile_ and help others. the sight of all this makes me so sad and i really want to help them. they deserve more.
at 18, i know that God is close to me and He loves me.
at 18, i know now that i am born as an average person, i am not the best but i am one of the good ones. _alhamdulillah (all praises be unto Allah)_
at 18, every little scene that occurs to my eyes made me think deeply about it. it'll teach me a certain lesson or leave me a deep scar. i have always been reminded to stay close to the present and not drift too far back or too far ahead.
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 12:42 AM UTC
But a dream-prayer clawing its way into corporeality
A curse cast to plunge the heads of every deathmaker onto the spikes as a reminder
A rebuke of the money-monger celebrities
who remain silently complicit as thousands of mothers let out
A guttural scream for the severed limbs & excavated hymns of the blessed children
A plea for justice
A song for peace
Sprouting from seed
“Bury Zionism under the rubble of my grief”
she says, as…
[the invocation eclipses into a tangible thing]
“The Nakba is over…”
Palestine is free
[the soft sun rises over Rafah]
ٱلْحَمْدُ لِلّٰهِ
“…alhamdulillah…”
From the river to the sea
May 12, 2024
May 12, 2024 at 2:14 PM UTC
Have you ever had an open box of cornflakes
slip out of your hands
(at the precise time you were constructing a poem in your head)
and scatter all over the kitchen
like the fragile egos of self righteous partisans
(creating a bigger mess if you trample them)
and thus, you find yourself on all fours
sweeping a recently swept floor
once more.....
We’re brought up looking for divine expedience in any mishap that happens:
“Maslehat” they say.... there must be a hidden benefit in this!
“it’s a small loss in lieu of a bigger one that it prevented”...
....and we tune our frequencies from ambition to complacency....
year after year,
generation after generation,
till that becomes the default station.....
I even start looking at the benefits hidden in the mess at hand...
I’ve discovered crevices under the stove where my cleaner never reaches,
(now I can prepare an admonition for her
—-wouldn’t have happened without the corn flakes.... thank you!)
I imagine worse scenarios.... it could have been the bag of flour, or the spice jars .... or.... glass bottles.
The work instantly becomes less tedious, as I weigh it against shards of glass and invisible weapons of potential exsanguination....
oh shukar , shukar, shukar..... Alhamdulillah.
It’s ok, it’s only cornflakes....
It’s only cornflakes, and my attitude.... ( that’s in question)
keeping things together, even when they’re crumbling,
cleaning up messes, and counting on second guesses,
Using crafting glue and bluetac to hold up foundations
( this doesn’t merit any recommendation!)
A friend once said, “ sometimes you have to let it break, so that you can build it better....”
but what is better, when each damage is a consecration
that is the conundrum of creation
it’s all a substrate
it’s all a message
its all salvation
I had told my friend, “listen I don’t know how to use metaphors,
and I only have a few of my own,
will you give me some on loan?
I need them to break and remake my ache.... “
The silence meant yes.
I could take all the phrases,
all beautiful words, all dictions, all praises
In these clumsy hands, ( since the heart understands)
And if I spill them like cornflakes,
no matter what it takes,
I’ll find a way, to scoop them in a poem.
A.
20.9.18
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 9:45 AM UTC
hope and expectations are the things that kills the spirit of one. be proud of the littlest progress by everyone around you.
everybody deserves to be proud of
- as they made through each day, which are sometimes bright and sometimes gloomy.
congratulate them, and pray that they'll open their eyes the next day to the shining rays of the sun with happiness and joy -
live life to the fullest according to your beliefs and principles. make them strong.
you will never lose if you work for Allah. He'll reward you, He'll take care of you. once you have Him, you need nothing else.
indeed, Allah is the All-Sufficient. alhamdulillah
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 11:03 AM UTC
Alhamdulillah!
I am given a gift
A gift, of a peace
A peace of Islam🕋
Islam as a title
A title of someone
Someone like a person
A person to beloved.
Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 3:26 AM UTC
Here I am in the mix
There are so many things I'll like to fix
Giving birth to us was the prefix
Leaving the world is the suffix
In between we are just a matrix
I mean it no lyrics
Death is inevitable, it's everyone's crucifix
Alhamdulillah today Ramadan is six
Get all possible means to refix
yourself else you'll be jinxed
Forget how great you look in pics
How gorgeous are your sidechicks
Cuz if you fail to boulder your good deeds with strong bricks
Sincerely you won't be able to perform any gimmick
On the day we would be filing in matrix
I pray Allah count us not amongst the jinxed
Written by
RashidAbuAshraf
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 4:54 PM UTC
may be there sunshine where you sit
and laughter where you lie.
let there be solace in your step.
thank the Lord for this peace.
Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 5:02 AM UTC
I start my food with a pinch of salt,
Before I eat I say,"Bismillah"
After I finish I say,"Alhamdulillah"
The rest I leave to the digestive system.
That is Faith.
24/5/2019
May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 1:58 PM UTC
My mobile alarm rang,
Assalatu khairum
Minan naam.
Salah (prayer) is better than sleep,
Wake up,
Hear the Azan calling.
I jumped out of bed,
And got ready to go to Masjid,
Alhamdulillah.
28/11/2022
Nov 17, 2022
Nov 17, 2022 at 4:36 PM UTC
I don’t believe in “God,”
but the way your breath goosebumps
my soul
and controls every thought
only proves
that we must be sinning.
how could anything
righteous
feel so good?
you are naked,
bathed in sunlight
and you tell me again how
you wish to practice an ascetic life;
then let me teach you
how to turn my water to
sweet, sweet……
worship over my *******
kiss my neck and
resurrect the animals inside us,
watch how we shine.
Oh.
Practice with me
I’ll show you how
your head can bow
then rise…
Ruku
then rise
and oh, I promise,
my palms will lift upward
toward your holy skies;
I’ll pray
the way only you
can make me do.
For the love of Allah
bury your face between my thighs,
lock your hands with mine,
look into my eyes
I want to watch you
come
bow into Mirhab
turn to Mecca
Please
I beg you raise your face toward
the heavens
while we fall down
from grace.
Please, oh god, please
don’t stop.
Glory awaits;
whisper me prayers til
your words drip
from your lips
down onto my sheets,
Oh
please whisper,
make me quiver
til I see God
and believe
that you must be right…
Alhamdulillah.
With you,
I’d pray every night.
Dec 19, 2023
Dec 19, 2023 at 5:31 PM UTC