Girls of the ummah poem

[size=18][b]Girls of the Ummah[/b][/size]
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[color=darkblue]You got a scarf on your head
But jeans that stick to your skin
Your stomach is revealed
You're into the SIN

When asked what you are
Your culture you name
Muslim don't cross your tongue
What a pity what a shame!

You take pride in the tops
That reveals your back
Cleavage not an issue
It's with the pack

Now it's fashion to wear the scarf
In the way you do
Julia Stiles did it in save the last dance
Now you should too!

Your hair it is styled
With the gel and the mouse
You got the hip hugging jeans
With the matching shoes

You wake up at dawn
To apply your face
So guys can pick you up
What a disgrace!

You infuriated girl
Hit the road of the west
Your born in the truth
But you observe the rest

You do the dating scene
And the kissing guys
You think they're the world
Open your eyes

Encouraging Muslim boys
To do the same?
But it's all-good,
With the Muslim name

At least he is Muslim
That's what your friends say
Encouraging a ummati
In the same way

Your life revolves around him
Your heart it does the dance
Pitiful are you
Within haram romance

DON'T YOU SEE...

Life doesn't travel
Farther than the grave
It'll pass you faster
If the world you crave

You think your getting educated
When you hit the school
But they're playing you like puppets
You're the fool

And those who do fear god
Those whom you tease
When you toss in the flames
They'll cool in the breeze

Don't you love the prophet?
Who was stoned for you?
Whose last words were for us?
Who came with the truth

The mothers of believer
Who cast their gaze down?
The best of the women
Upon you they would frown

Disgusting girl have some shame within you
While they cast their gaze down, you stare right through

While they feared Allah, the alone the True
You think the only problem is if people see you

What would my parents say, will I be allowed out again
Society will gossip, it'll be the end

But little do you assume about the end that is near
And if only your death and Allah you fear

But you know the truth, there's only so much I can say
And the guilt only lasts before you go back to the way

So before you turn back and to parties you attend
There is one small thing I do recommend

No matter where you go and what you decide to do
Just remember that Allah is always around you

Fear him more than being "caught" fear him there
And when you start to realize, then you'll start to care

And the rest of the girls will disgust you true
If it worked for me it can work for you

Taste the sweetness of the veil and cover up well
And make the hereafter your eternity in Jannah you'll dwell

So take off the shamelessness, throw off the nudity
Be a Muslimah stand proud most of all as an ummati! [/color]
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[color=red]Insha-allah mein madina jaahun gee, ek din jaahun gee aur Zaroor jaahun gee Ameen

Ya Rab meri sowi huwi taqdeer jaga deh....Aankhein mujeh dee hai tho Madinah bhi dikha deh Ameen

Dont look for beauty or colour or skin!! look for a heart that loves you within, Beauty will fade, skin will go old, but the heart that loves you will NEVER go cold! [color=black][/color][/color]

masahallah sis poem excellant
did u write it urself?

something nice and different it deserves publishing in teh nxt revvial issues Smile

i wish half my hijabi school girls could read itt!! teh poem right up their street

with teh hijab girls are so undercover

Cray 2 why oh why!

A rose protects its beauty with thorns..a woman protects hers with a veil

that poem is well good. and true.

Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.

[b][color=violet]WoW!

MashAllah that poem is awesommmeee!!

and it is sooooo truueeeeee!!!

muslim girl wear a hijaab, and they think thats it they are holyyy molyyy!
but not realising there is much more they need to do if they want to enter Jannah[/color][/b]

...live everyday as your last day...

[color=magenta]mashaAllah great peom sis, everythng mentioned in the peom is sooooooo true you see it in the streets so blatantly and also in my sixth form the hijab n now the jilbab have become a fashion statement im not one to questions someone's intention but when girls are wearing the hijab n holding hands wiv a guy u knw sumthng is wrong[/color]

[b][color=DeepPink]O you who believe, If you help (in the cause of) Allah, He will help you, and make your foothold firm[/color][color=DeepSkyBlue] {Surah Muhammad7}[/color][/b]

"Bliss" wrote:
masahallah sis poem excellant
did u write it urself?

something nice and different it deserves publishing in teh nxt revvial issues Smile

i wish half my hijabi school girls could read itt!! teh poem right up their street

with teh hijab girls are so undercover

Cray 2 why oh why!

salam, no i didn't write it myself i got it from an other islamic website

Q.SADDIQUE

i thought my darling poem from 100man would be more approprpriate here-

omro eat ur heart out-we have a new poet in the house

Dirol

POEM FOR LILSIS by 100MAN

Sum Jew rekons it is lyk
I am teh sista
Who crept up 2 u al 1 day
An proudly announced
U wuz tokin rubbish
An so wuz I
An u understood.
U understood becuz dat wuz dat.
So it wuz.
Omg.
Anuva tym I crept up a lil happier,
Told u bout love an respect 4 teh family
An u understood.
U understood becuz love is excitin.
So it wuz.
I measured my meanin.
No1 cud catch me.
No1 can hurt me.
I am teh real deal.
I say wot I know.
I won't desert u.
U can desert me.
I know how u feel.
No one can miss me.
I can b silent.
I can b loud.
I am free.
Try 2 offend me.
Try 2 unhinge me.
I will stan proud.
Lol.
Spread lyk a tree.
I am teh sista.
I am me,
I am a sista on a mission
Lyk Mother Theresa
But not famous
Yet. I am not finished
Yet. I'm gonna study
An study an teach
An if u say I shud not stand up an preach
I'm gonna show u wot u ave been missin
The whole tym dat u ave bin cussin an dissin
An fightin an killin and spittin an hissin.
Dat isn't a deen, it's a sentence in prison.
I know how u feel.
I know how u feel.
I know how u feel.
I am teh real deal.
Dis sista can heal becuz
I c ur pain
I c ur pain
An I am teh love
An I am teh rain
2 drown an banish all teh miserable feelins
Dat corrode teh soul
An kill all teh good
Dat get in teh heart
An make it impure
4 I am lyk Mother Theresa
Makin u whole
I hav teh cure
An I'm gonna study an make myself famous
Gonna b writ big like Heaney O' Seamus
3xcept eveybody's gonna understan
Becuz I am teh sista who only talks sense
An no1can catch me
An no1 will hurt me
An I won't desert u
An u can desert me
An I will stand proud
An grow up lyk a tree
Wid my roots gettin deeper
Cuz dat's what a tree does
An no1 will say dat I'm a l8 sleeper
Cuz I am free.
An dat is wot I'm gonna teach.
The truth makes u free c.
U wuz tokin rubbish
An so wuz I
One tym
But I crept up a lil happier.
I hav a sista
An she is quite cool 2.
I shud b gr8ful.
We r competin lyk Mother Theresa an Ghandi
2 b teh nicest
Best
Most intelligent
An effective
Spreaders of teh real deal
Teh real deen
Understan?
Know wot I mean?
Dat is wot he sed newayz
After a very long tym
But it is neva 2 late 100man
3ven if u cannot join teh Minhaj-ul-Quran.
U can still use paragraphs
An measure ur meanin
Lyk me
Teh lil sista.
Omg.

100man ur poem made me smile Biggrin

Ya Rab meri sowi huwi taqdeer jaga deh....Aankhein mujeh dee hai tho Madinah bhi dikha deh Ameen

Very good Poem Sis. But the above was just beautiful. May Allah (swt) bless you Sister. Ameen

I want to become a better Muslim by following the Prophet's (pbuh) sunna. I wish to further my knowledge on Islam and put it into practice in my daily life. And if I can be of any help/guidence then always willing to oblige.

"MuslimSisLilSis" wrote:
100man ur poem made me smile Biggrin

Ace, that is all I can ask for.

Biggrin

[size=7](Where did all the smilies go?!)[/size]

[size=10]I feel I'm gonna move on back down south
you know where the water tastes like cherry wine[/size]

[b][color=indigo]muslimah sister 786 you just remindd me,

so girliess say that you do not need to wearthe jilbaab as long as your clothes are loose....[/color][/b]

...live everyday as your last day...

"MuslimSisLilSis" wrote:
i thought my darling poem from 100man would be more approprpriate here-

omro eat ur heart out-we have a new poet in the house

Dirol

POEM FOR LILSIS by 100MAN

Sum Jew rekons it is lyk
I am teh sista
Who crept up 2 u al 1 day
An proudly announced
U wuz tokin rubbish
An so wuz I
An u understood.
U understood becuz dat wuz dat.
So it wuz.
Omg.
Anuva tym I crept up a lil happier,
Told u bout love an respect 4 teh family
An u understood.
U understood becuz love is excitin.
So it wuz.
I measured my meanin.
No1 cud catch me.
No1 can hurt me.
I am teh real deal.
I say wot I know.
I won't desert u.
U can desert me.
I know how u feel.
No one can miss me.
I can b silent.
I can b loud.
I am free.
Try 2 offend me.
Try 2 unhinge me.
I will stan proud.
Lol.
Spread lyk a tree.
I am teh sista.
I am me,
I am a sista on a mission
Lyk Mother Theresa
But not famous
Yet. I am not finished
Yet. I'm gonna study
An study an teach
An if u say I shud not stand up an preach
I'm gonna show u wot u ave been missin
The whole tym dat u ave bin cussin an dissin
An fightin an killin and spittin an hissin.
Dat isn't a deen, it's a sentence in prison.
I know how u feel.
I know how u feel.
I know how u feel.
I am teh real deal.
Dis sista can heal becuz
I c ur pain
I c ur pain
An I am teh love
An I am teh rain
2 drown an banish all teh miserable feelins
Dat corrode teh soul
An kill all teh good
Dat get in teh heart
An make it impure
4 I am lyk Mother Theresa
Makin u whole
I hav teh cure
An I'm gonna study an make myself famous
Gonna b writ big like Heaney O' Seamus
3xcept eveybody's gonna understan
Becuz I am teh sista who only talks sense
An no1can catch me
An no1 will hurt me
An I won't desert u
An u can desert me
An I will stand proud
An grow up lyk a tree
Wid my roots gettin deeper
Cuz dat's what a tree does
An no1 will say dat I'm a l8 sleeper
Cuz I am free.
An dat is wot I'm gonna teach.
The truth makes u free c.
U wuz tokin rubbish
An so wuz I
One tym
But I crept up a lil happier.
I hav a sista
An she is quite cool 2.
I shud b gr8ful.
We r competin lyk Mother Theresa an Ghandi
2 b teh nicest
Best
Most intelligent
An effective
Spreaders of teh real deal
Teh real deen
Understan?
Know wot I mean?
Dat is wot he sed newayz
After a very long tym
But it is neva 2 late 100man
3ven if u cannot join teh Minhaj-ul-Quran.
U can still use paragraphs
An measure ur meanin
Lyk me
Teh lil sista.
Omg.

100man ur poem made me smile Biggrin

i dont get it

To be beautiful is to expect nothing in return.

[b]EDIT: Do you want to get banned? ------------------ Modnster [/b]

[color=red]"The best of people are those who live longest and excel in their deeds, whereas the worst of people are those who live longest and corrupt their deeds." [Tirmidhî, Sahîh] [/color]

wats ur prob TEX :?

To be beautiful is to expect nothing in return.

"TEX" wrote:
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[b][color=violet]
do you have to be horrible...[/color][/b]

...live everyday as your last day...

"TEX" wrote:
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how can someone talk behind their back about themselves? :?

Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.

It is a poem I promised to write for LilSis a few months ago. Then I kept trying to write something but it wasn't quite right. I sent her this by PM yesterday which was when I wrote something that I was happy with and I'm happy it made LilSis smile.

[size=10]I feel I'm gonna move on back down south
you know where the water tastes like cherry wine[/size]

ironically if she rants about my posts its ok

but when i rant about here posts its not

whats with the double standereds?

[b]EDITED[/b]

[color=red]"The best of people are those who live longest and excel in their deeds, whereas the worst of people are those who live longest and corrupt their deeds." [Tirmidhî, Sahîh] [/color]

[b][color=violet]tex, is there ever a time that you dont fight with anyone, well not fight but argue[/color][/b]

...live everyday as your last day...

"TEX" wrote:
ironically if she rants about my posts its ok

but when i rant about here posts its not

whats with the double standereds?

[b]EDITED[/b]

stop being mean!

Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.

its always my folt :roll:

[color=red]"The best of people are those who live longest and excel in their deeds, whereas the worst of people are those who live longest and corrupt their deeds." [Tirmidhî, Sahîh] [/color]

"TEX" wrote:
ironically if she rants about my posts its ok

but when i rant about here posts its not

whats with the double standereds?

[b]EDITED
[/b]

Special request:

You can criticise my poetry but try not to use this against LilSis. It is a lighthearted and warm tribute.

I don't think it's about double standards - just being cool. A lot of LilSis' remarks to you aren't very friendly but some people have a longer memory than me. IMHO you should stick to being insightful and friendly and standing for what is decent. Perhaps imagine you are talking to your sister after a series of jokey tiffs.

[size=10]I feel I'm gonna move on back down south
you know where the water tastes like cherry wine[/size]

IMHo- in my holy opinion?

Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.

Humble.

[size=10]I feel I'm gonna move on back down south
you know where the water tastes like cherry wine[/size]

oh :oops:

Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.

It's OK.

[size=10]I feel I'm gonna move on back down south
you know where the water tastes like cherry wine[/size]

lol.... Lol

[size=7](holy.. what made you think it meant holy?)[/size]

Back in BLACK

100 is a jew, so i just thought maybe...

Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.