Poetry
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Arise with Chirps:
God is Great, God is Great… The first beginning sounds that a person with faith Listens to… In the summer, the birds chant prayers with you Although they may speak another language But they answer to the call, God willing, when the Mu’athan calls out “Come to Pray, Come to Pray…” “…Come to success, come… Continue reading
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The Flow
Author’s note: Mensur GJonbalaj is an aspiring writer, with a lot of drive & spirit, to get his thoughts and feelings transformed into pen & paper. He’s a very motivated individual, and I hope to receive more writing from him. For more info. about his work, here’s his own blogsite: http://www.merapoetics.wordpress.com My mind’s full thoughts My heart’s… Continue reading
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My Message to the Women of the World
Author’s note: This lovely poem has been duly written by Humza Oza, a heavy-hearted individual, with a lot of substance, and a lot of important & beautiful things to write about. Why don’t you see? And continue to suffer indignity Hijab is not what brings you down Verily, your scarf is your crown For you… Continue reading
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My thoughts on Winter:
Author’s note: At the beginning of each season this year (according to the Gregorian-Calendar), I plan to release a poem about each season-I’ve written several poems about the seasons, particularly the four classic temperate seasons: Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. Each of these seasons represents different stages of existence, in this Material-Existence of ours, which… Continue reading
Activism, Community-Service, Culture, Islam & Activism, Muslim Writers, Muslims & Activism, Poetry, Religion, Self-Discovery, Self-Empowerment, Self-Therapy, Social-Awareness, Writing, Youth-EmpowermentAfterlife, Antarctica, Arctic, Arctic Circle, Below Zero, Blizzard, Blizzards, Cold, Death, Freezing, Freezing Rain, Hail, Hereafter, Ice, Iceberg, Icebergs, Sleet, Snow, Snow Storms, Snowy, Tundra, Winter -
My Desperate-Outcry to my Noble-Savior!!!
Oh…Allah!!! My heart is in pain, it hurts. I know that, in your sight, I’m the worse. You have given me my faith, and correct-guidance, while I still rebel. I’m so afraid to meet You, because, I feel that I’ll go straight to Hell. I know that disobeying You is not at all in my… Continue reading
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Thanksgiving is all the time, every day!!!
I’m thankful all of the time, not just for Thanksgiving: I’m thankful for Allah turning my heart away from the love & pursuit of the streets. I’m thankful for Him grant me the opportunity to find Islam as well as finding true peace. I’m amazed that every year people claim to be thankful; yet, are… Continue reading
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Yasmin Mogahed: Enough said!!!
Author’s note: I have had the honorable privilege of meeting Yasmin Mogahed, learning from her, when she came to lecture at the Islamic-Center of New York University-To put it very plainly, she’s brilliant: she has inspired, empowered & educated so many people in the Muslim-Community, in NYC, in the U.S., and really, anywhere & everywhere… Continue reading
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The Turbulence of Life
As the sea waves crash during our nights and days.We dwell within our mundane, vesseled hideaways. The torrid and torrent, toil and trial will drive each & all of us off-course. But our navigator must be Allah’s guidance & with Him is the best force. Because it is He who turns our ships: our physical-bodies,… Continue reading
Activism, College-Life, Community-Service, Culture, Islam & Activism, Muslim Writers, Muslims & Activism, Muslims at College, Poetry, Religion, Sarcasm, Self-Discovery, Self-Empowerment, Self-Therapy, Social-Awareness, Writing, Youth-EmpowermentAllah, Cape, Choices, Cove, Devil, Diligence, Dock, Endurance, Evil, Flooding, Good, Hell, High Seas, Hope, Hurricane, Hurricanes, Island, Land, Life, Mundane, Ocean, Oceanic, Paradise, Patience, Port, Sacrifice, Shaytan, Ship, Storm, Storms, Stranded, Travel, Tropical Storm, Tropical Storms, Turbulence, Vessels, Waves -
Start looking past the Surface
Don’t assume that I’m a Rapper, just because I wear Jeans & a T-Shirt. Don’t just look at the length of my beard and just think I’m out of work. Please…do not assume that, because the country I am from sounds exotic, I can fly a magic-carpet. Why do you judge people you do not… Continue reading
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The Opera of Obscurity
My yearning for Isolation: I wish I were still in the womb. I’d like to call it my birth-tomb. It is just like a Cocoon, in it I am wrapped inside. Divorced from the world, my perfect way to hide. Protected, unjudged, allowed to be free, and unplugged. No one’s here to disturb or mock… Continue reading