Girls of the ummah poem

muslimah sister 786 —

[size=18][b]Girls of the Ummah[/b][/size]

:shock: :shock: :shock:

[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]


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Bliss — Sun, 29 Oct 2006 - 13:28

masahallah sis poem excellant

did u write it urself?


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


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


with teh hijab girls are so undercover


😢 why oh why!


*Sponi* — Sun, 29 Oct 2006 - 13:47

[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]


Exquisite — Sun, 29 Oct 2006 - 14:06

[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]


muslimah sister 786 — Sun, 29 Oct 2006 - 19:44

[quote="Bliss"]masahallah sis poem excellant

did u write it urself?


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


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


with teh hijab girls are so undercover


😢 why oh why![/quote]


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


MuslimSisLilSis — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 07:11

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


8)


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 😃


WaddyHussain — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 09:14

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


The Great 100 — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 11:27

[quote="MuslimSisLilSis"]100man ur poem made me smile :D[/quote]


Ace, that is all I can ask for.


😃


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


*Sponi* — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 15:06

[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]


Snoopz — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 15:07

[quote="MuslimSisLilSis"]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


8)


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 :D[/quote]


i dont get it


*Sponi* — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 15:12

[quote="TEX"][b]DELETED[/b][/quote]


[b][color=violet]

do you have to be horrible...[/color][/b]


zara — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 15:12

[quote="TEX"][b]DELETED[/b][/quote]


how can someone talk behind their back about themselves? :?


The Great 100 — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 15:14

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.


TEX — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 15:14

ironically if she rants about my posts its ok


but when i rant about here posts its not


whats with the double standereds?


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*Sponi* — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 15:16

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


zara — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 15:19

[quote="TEX"]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]

[/quote]


stop being mean!


The Great 100 — Mon, 30 Oct 2006 - 15:28

[quote="TEX"]ironically if she rants about my posts its ok


but when i rant about here posts its not


whats with the double standereds?


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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.