



Some poems coming up next, InshaAllah
''..~*♥*~.."
Beating, beating. . .
Listen to the subtle silence
Drawing you in with buried thoughts from buried dreams
Suddenly the thunderous roar erupts from witthin,
Beating, beating. . .
Unheard, filling the room,
It's there seeming eternal- never ceasing
Like clockwork, ticking, until time runs out
For everything living must see Death
Even the beating. . . beating will die. . .
. . . rushed back into reality too soon-
the beating labours on effortlessly
A perfect creation of Allah Ta'aala- Never misses a beat
Beating. . . beating,
Nourishing my every nerve like water
Streaming through my fingers
Dependent on a fist of life,
Spreading red, needed warmth like fire,
Yet life fleets past, without one giving-
A grateful glance at the Giver of life- and the beating
of a silent Heart.
''..~*♥*~.."
By-♦ Quraish Daya Ayob
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"Raise your hands in Dua, fellow youth,
Bow your heads in humilty.
Gain the knowledge to conquer kingdoms
And feel the power of Allah Ta'aala's bounty
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HE has given you the gift of youth,
Of vibrance and exhuberance unrelenting.
Prostrate before Him in Salaah,
Submit to Islam unashamedly
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Stand tall, each the brother of the next
In harmonious agreement that Allah is one.
When bullets are aimed at you,
Be the wall that reflects them back
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Youth of Islam, be loud in truth
And never silent in persecution
In your hearts, carry the Qur'aan Shareef-
Never forget, Allah Ta'aala is your solution
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Always protect this Divine religion,
You would not be if He did not desire.
Be the flame that lingers, dear youth
Gather strength from Islam to Build empires"
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By~ Quraish Daya Ayob
If Your Imaan is intact
You have a roof over your head
And you have food...
You should be on Top of the World