Emotion Filled

Bismillah...

I wish it was raining so I could hide my tears;
I wish I had a tighter grip on all of my fears;

Sensei today don't try to feed the truth "if I thinketh so shall it be!"
just simply honor this carrier of emotion our Master created in me...

The Messenger(s) & those with Him cried out, "When will GOD's help come?"
so for me to believe I'd live tear free would be foolish or out right dumb...

I embrace my given struggles for they allow my faith to increase;
& in my attempt not to burst, I give myself permission to release...

Please note, this is not a write of despair or a plea for some type of aide;
it's the heartfelt cries of a woman who needs prayer even after she's prayed...

may GOD be pleased...ameen

Returning To My Pen...A Sukina Pilgrim Inspiration

Bismillah...

We were created to race towards all that is good;
so even when I don't write, I know that I should;

The depth of my insides panically scream to me;
"WRITE IN THE NAME OF THE ALMIGHTY!"

Yet I sit paralyzed afraid my intentions aren't completely pure;
and where purifying them is to begin I'm shamefully unsure...

Fear of my Creator is all that's suppose to exist;
so these must be self made handcuffs that sit upon my wrist....

A prisoner of my inner war fighting a self proclaimed battle;
to survive I must embrace my reality, I'm a vicegerent not cattle...

My spiritual freedom awaits me, I need only to rise and fly;
my runway's, the straightway laid for me by the Most High;

Just as steel sharpens steel, the pen inspires the pen;
my hand now writes thanks to the leadership of a Pilgrim... 

May GOD place humility on my heart and shine HIS light through my soul;
for gaining the favor of my SAVIOR is my ultimate goal...

Jazak ALLAH Khairin My Beloved Sis;
GOD surely knows how much I needed this....

may GOD who has no partners sons or daughters be pleased...ameen

FAITH

Bismillah...

F.A.I.T.H.

Feeling

Appreciation

Intensely 

Through

Hardships

may GOD be pleased...ameen

The Becoming of We

Bismillah...
                     ♥♥♥ 
Striving to prepare me;
simultaneously with my created he;
both awaiting GOD's "BE";
granting us permission to become we...
                     ♥♥♥
may GOD be pleased...ameen

Share Your Pie

Bismillah...

So since charity is a major part of our precious deen;

and we are to behave as if we're seeing the unseen;

Why is it so hard for us to extend a helping hand;

If we were the hungry ones would we still understand???

Understand how one of the richest places on the planet;

can travel to the moon yet basic hunger can't be managed...

How do the hungry manage???

By the foodstamps issued if they meet the required eligibility;

contributions made by the state creating a pseudo doable reality...

Or by the food lines across the land distributing no longer sellable goods;

but if they're not sellable, how are they edible, for those in selective neighborhoods...

Let's not forget those who seek their nourishment from waste-filled garbage bins;

those who, if caught, are treated as if they have committed one of the major sins...

None of the above mentioned are geared to boost one's self esteem;

and it certainly brings distortion to the sought after American dream...

Many of us claim we would rather not eat alone;

but are we willing to share with those outside of our home;

The discomfort from fasting may be the worst hunger we've ever felt;

yet it's knowing such discomfort that should cause our hearts melt...

Melt for those individuals who are far less fortunate than you and I;

those who many times go days without a piece of the American pie...

Let's share our pie...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

He Rose

Bismillah....

Jesus(a) is the gem;

who brought the message to them;

then His LORD raised Him...

may GOD be pleased...ameen

An Attempt At Gratefulness

Bismillah...

I'm grateful for the whispers that make me call out GOD's name;

I'm grateful my moral consciousness allows me to feel shame...

I'm grateful I'm not perfect and flawless I'll never be;

I'm grateful my only hope lies in the mercy of the ALMIGHTY...

I'm grateful for the lessons that benefit my soul;

I'm grateful for the struggle of remembering GOD's in full control...

I'm grateful this life is not the end, but only the beginning,

I'm grateful I was chosen for this path despite my constant sinning...

I'm grateful for the knowledge that I'll never be grateful enough;

I'm grateful that even though I fall short GOD's love is never tough...

I'm grateful for this chance to share my attempts of gratitude with you;

I'm grateful these thoughts may just encourage another to be grateful too...

may GOD be pleased...ameen

The Most High's Network

Bismillah...

Don't need no third eye;

just connect to the Most High;

your signal won't die...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

May I Greet You Again

Bismillah...

I await your coming all week long;

the love I feel for you is oh so strong...

Nothing in this world can compare to you;

when you fail to show up my life will be through...

I pray your value I will always appreciate;

You're a blessing bestowed by the Most GREAT...

You lift my spirits to their highest peak;

you fill my heart with a love unique...

My dear, I truly enjoy your visits from start to finish;

my desire for your presence never seems to diminish...

Sadly, the time has come for us to part my friend;

Jummah my beloved, may I live to greet you again...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

Me Happy

Bismillah...

Happy, I'm Happy;

I said, Happy, I'm Happy;

Happy to be me...♥

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

A Believer's Roll

Bismillah...

Eyes squeezed tight yet still I see;

the light of ALLAH, it's inside of me...

No need to fear nor need to grieve;

There's no intercepting what I'm to receive...

Yes I'm scared but not of you;

I fear GOD not liking what I do...

Deep breath in remembrance out;

GOD's Holy praises I openly shout...

No it's so not easy, it's actually quite hard;

and from devilish tricks we must constantly guard...

One prayer at a time is how the believer must roll;

it's the only way to stay focused on our ultimate goal...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

Stress Less

Bismillah...

To stay free of stress;

we must steer clear of the mess;

and strive to talk less...

may GOD be pleased...ameen

Protective Resistance

Bismillah...

I cried because by denying you I also denied me;
but no pain could be worse than displeasing the Almighty...

In another time and or in another place;
maybe this unintentional bond could've shown its face...

Please forgive me if my choice caused you harm;
but with me I'm pleased for resisting your charm...

ALLAH knows my heart for it is HE who has filled it;
but from the whispers of shaitan I strive to shield it...

Controlling our whims and desires is sometimes very hard to do;
but it gets much easier when our desire to please GOD is true...

My number one LoVe I've never had the pleasure of seeing;
my only hope of doing so is by protecting my spiritual being...

Loving you for the sake of GOD is what I know to be best;
this selfish love I feel, is simply another faith building test...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

Today's The 1st

Bismillah...

Today is the first;

turn to GOD if it gets worst;

let HIM quench your thirst...

may GOD be pleased...ameen

Decoding The Essence

Bismillah...

I will no longer keep myself back;

it's the next step on my spiritual track;

The essence to my success I must decode;

my desire for its sweetness, I can no longer hold;

My fear of ا ب ت Alif, Baa, Taa I long ago overcame;

now it's the grammar and vocabulary driving me insane...

My soon to be teacher says, "I either want it or I don't!",

the devil told me to run and hide...he's the very reason I won't...

GOD is able to do all things so HIS divine language I can learn;

after which for its desired sweetness my soul will no longer yearn...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

Just Due

Bismillah...

Though the tree is bare;
the succulent fruit's still there;
TRUST; you'll get your share...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

THE MIRACLES OF AL QU'RAN

Bismillah...

As it nourishes mankind with the soul food from its many crops...
The miracles of Al Quran remain less countable than raindrops

From the splitting of two seas to the dwellers of the cave;
From the voice behind the fire to the birthing of a fatherless slave…

THESE ARE JUST A FEW OF THE MIRACLES I WILL HUMBLY CONVEY;
Made clear for the reflectors who patiently persevere and pray…

I cannot fail to mention the flawless course of the moon and sun;
Both from day one of their creation a perfect cycle they have run…

Nor the dreams of a boy manifested can I make way to ignore;
Visions giving faith to a father about what the future had in store…

THESE ARE JUST A FEW OF THE MIRACLES I WILL HUMBLY CONVEY;
Made clear for the reflectors who patiently persevere and pray…

From the showers of brimstone making way for a renewed light;
To the promise of the coming ease when only difficulty is in sight…

Then there’s the 40 days of rain, which purified the earth;
And the creation of Father Adam(a) who came to be free of birth

THESE ARE JUST A FEW OF THE MIRACLES I WILL HUMBLY CONVEY;
Made clear for the reflectors who patiently persevere and pray…

Believers know to well the reoccurring blessings wrapped in Ramadan;
A time commemorating the descending of the miracles found in Al Qu’ran…

As a confirmation of past scriptures gifted to us by the Almighty;
The revelation of Al Qu’ran marks the seal of Divine Prophecy…

THESE ARE JUST A FEW OF THE MIRACLES I WILL HUMBLY CONVEY;
Made clear for the reflectors who patiently persevere and pray…

Most are well informed of the miracles from times of old;
But now I’ll share my miracles of today, if I may be so bold…

Though I am no scholar, I am a creature striving to please the DIVINE
So for my own miraculous treasures the ayahs of Al Qu'ran I mine…

As I mine I grasp for the light ALLAH has reserved for the individual
Who in the midst of this distracting dunya hungers for what is spiritual...

THE FOLLOWING ARE MY PERSONAL MIRACLES THAT I WILL HUMBLY CONVEY;
THINGS WHICH GRANT MY SOUL COMFORT WHEN I PATIENTLY PERSEVERE & PRAY...

Like the never ending fruit growing from the tree of Tahajud prayer;
That expands my spiritual being like my lungs when filled with air…

The wetness of Dhikr quenches my thirst giving juice to my soul;
As well as protection from the devils calls to abandon my holy goal…

THE FOLLOWING ARE PERSONAL MIRACLES THAT I WILL HUMBLY CONVEY;
THINGS WHICH GRANT MY SOUL COMFORT WHEN I PATIENTLY PERSEVERE & PRAY...

The institution of marriage it makes plain and crystal clear;
Bringing tranquility and honor forcing the forbidden to disappear…

From my due portion of inheritance to the animals lawful for me to eat;
The guidance I receive in the present day provides a way of life complete….

THESE MODERN DAY MIRACLES I HAVE HUMBLY CONVEYED;
were bestowed upon a servant who patiently persevered and prayed…

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

Need For Touch

Bismillah...

She just learned much;

about the power of touch;

& her need for such...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

Ignorance Ain't Bliss

Bismillah...

Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock;

we're all on the DIVINE time clock;

Forever we've been told that seeing is believing;

and from this world souls are constantly leaving...

There's no escaping our date with the Almighty;

just as saying GOD has a son is straight blasphemy....

If you're reading this poem you've been officially told;

those of you who ignore it are being spiritually bold...

Adam (a) was the first man and he was created from dust;

so for GOD to place Jesus(a) in Mary's (a) was easy you can trust...

Don't take it personal you didn't start the lie;

but it's up to you to relinquish it before you die...

Die not, my friend, but in a state of proper submission;

To get you to worship GOD alone was Jesus's (a) mission...

Knowledge gives us power and in ignorance there's never been bliss;

the truth promises to set us free so the Qu'ran you don't want to dismiss...

Chapter 19 is the story of Mary(a) may I suggest you start right there;

and please know I'm only telling you this because, about you, I care....

may GOD be pleased...ameen

GOD Sees ALL

Bismillah...

Slick you thought you were;

as you cowardly killed her;

but GOD saw you sir...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

LAME HATE...Dedicated to Shaima Alawadi

Bismillah....

With fear I inhale my next breath afraid this will be the sorrow to cause my heart to pop;
while in between my exhausted tears I pray GOD will bring the senseless slaughtering to a stop...

Another pool blood claims another innocent life;
A woman lies dead for being a muslim mother & wife...

Constant blows from a tire iron accompanied by beastly hate;
snatched away her very existence; her daughter arrived too late...

Another racial profiling by the cowards on ameriKKKan soil;
should make every gut pain and every ounce of blood boil...

HOW DARE YOU FIX YOUR HAND TO WRITE "GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME";
That would include ALL but Native American's you simple minded lame...

may HELL be your eternal abode for your blatant heartlessness;
and may this country burn to its core for every, done, CRIME dismissed...

My sister I am speechless even as I communicate this thought;
may the world find it hard to rest until your cold blood killer's caught ;

A message to every DREAM lover who thinks we have arrived;
next time it may be your son or mother leaving you as the survived...

STEP UP, SPEAK UP, STAND UP, WAKE UP cause daily it gets worse;
the time for us to lie down & rest is when we're lying in the hearse...

Prayer is better than EVERYTHING but true faith is followed by action;
our focus must be JUSTICE for ALL not the "VICTIMS ARE WE" distraction...

GOD is the only giver of life and it ends only by HIS permission;
as all evil will be checked & even the devil will live in submission...

Shaima, this emotional babbling of your faith filled sister you will never get to read;
but may you receive my constant love filled prayers as I honor you in word & deed...

May ALLAH be pleased...ameen

Two Shots In Self Defense????

Bismillah...

With your hate & gun;

you shot twice & killed my son;

from GOD you can't run...

may GOD be pleased...ameen

A Sonless Mother...A Dedication of Solidation To Trayvon Martin's Mother

Bismillah...

I am Trayvon Martin's Mother even though I've only given birth to daughters;

and his death makes as much sense to me as washing my face in muddy waters;

and NO it doesn't soothe my soul when you tell me he is now amongst the martyrs...

Within in seconds I went from believing in dreams to living my worse nightmare;

what was my family's reality minutes ago, took his last breath with none of us there;

I just pray his heart can still feel my love though time together we can no longer share ...

Being I find mainstream media pointless it took some time before I heard;

but my soul cried out to GOD in heavens when I finally got the word;

then just when I thought it could get no worse I witness justice being obscured ...

They tell me my son drowned in a pool of blood with a bullet in his chest;

and even though Mr. Charlie admits he's guilty there's still been no arrest...

Self defense this killer claims from the comfort of his gated community;

while I arrange to bury my snuffed out son I wonder if I can get immunity;

You see Exdous 21:24 clearly reads, "an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth";

So it's only fair I be given the life of the watch dog who voluntarily took Trayvon's youth...

Yet folks go on with business as usual in the UNITED state where they stole the election;

and the ameriKKKan system stays true to form by showing my lifeless son no affection....

Countless appalled citizens prepare to put up yet another fight;

to force a society with bloody hands to simply do what's RIGHT...

9/11 now signifies terrorism from the smallest village to the largest nation;

may Trayvon's terror recorded by 9-1-1 be blared from every radio station...

Armed with only his cries for help & purchased convenient store treats;

my boy paid the price of his life for walking on Zimmerman Street...

So even if the entire state & country turned in its resignation today;

only by the grace of Almighty GOD will this mother's heartache ever go away...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

No Smoke Allowed

Bismillah...

Devil I revoke;
your call to dwell in hell's smoke;
on you be the joke...

may GOD be pleased...ameen

I Can't Imagine

Bismillah...

He said, "I can't imagine how much he appreciates me";

he's right, to feel that cared about I still yearn to be;

Ya Rabbi Ya Rabbi Ya Rabbi...

Some one who will care for my soul almost as much as I;

may I be granted this experience before my time to die;

for to give this to another I try...

The heaviness of my heart often out weighs my chest;

but I know this too shall pass it's only a faith building test;

I trust soon I'll get to rest...

Rest in the space shared by my kindred spirit;

two hearts in such perfect harmony we will hear it...

I've just grown tired of waiting, I admit it...

ALLAH, surely YOU are enough for my soul;

it's my body that desires the other half of its whole;

& over his arrival YOU have full control...

So my LORD to YOU I humbly plead;

as I give to others send me what I need;

I beg out of necessity not greed...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

GOD GIVEN GIFT

Bismillah...

Can't grasp this beauty;
but I gasp at this beauty;
thank GOD for beauty...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

The He Created For Me

Bismillah...

I told my mommy about you;
I told her how grateful I am dreams come true;

I told her settling for less wasn't necessary;
I told her GOD created the perfect man for me to marry...

I told her your deen is your greatest possession;
I told her you love with tenderness, but fight the devil with aggression...

I told her I am so proud to follow your lead;
I told her you are all the man I'll ever need...

She smiled and said "I think it's time for me to meet this brother;"
so, my love, we must meet soon so I can introduce you to my mother...♥

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

spared

Bismillah...

I so thought you cared;
much more about what we shared;
grateful I was spared...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen

A Rose's Protection...A DR. MULAZIMUDDIN S. RASOOL INSPIRATION

Bismillah...

I am crying mixed tears filled with the most joyous sadness;

due to your written escape I found solace in this single madness...

Longing for the strength of his whisper in my ear;

his chest against my back reminding me my help is here...

Yet its not our time;

we still have mountains to climb;

to reach our garden of perfection;

filled with roses thorn(ed) for protection...

To preserve, protect, & maintain the dependent me;

will be first nature for the man found worthy;

who was created & divinely picked by the ALMIGHTY...

My patience has just worn a little thin today;

while my divine wiring won't allow me to pray;

at least not in the beloved obligatory way;

but grasped around faith my heart will stay...

As I await my pious knight wearing his polished Tahajud armor;

who by no means reflects arrogance, but is a sweet charmer;

and in the many fields of this deen he is a faithful farmer...

My whole self I commit; in GOD's plan I have no doubt;

and even in my most weary state HIS praise I still shout;

this write was just my way of drowning evil whispers out...

may ALLAH be pleased...ameen