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7/31/2015 3 Comments Two Birds In A CageThis Poem is taken from a member of an Islamic Online Forum after taking her permission. Once I came across a parable of two birds in a cage,
Related from a revered scholar, a pious sage. Colourful and free, many a birdsong did they sing, Till the day, a Master came. With him, a cage did he bring. For the birds, that was the beginning of the end, And for us, a profound truth, so our ways we can ammend. From within, the beautiful world outside, did they see, With only one wish, to once again be set free. And thus the world is a prison for those of faith, a challenge to walk upon the path, narrow and straight, The bird with wings doth craves to fly, The human wants to reach every limit beyond the sky. As day gives way to night, much a times does pass, when others flock by, many a questions do the caged birds ask. "Tell me, just like you, how can I be free, the world outside, I long to see" The birds reply, a secret in disguise, a lesson for you and me, "Die before your death, and you shall truly be set free" Two birds in a cage, upon this notion, did they contemplate, A treacherous deception, this world does nothing but intoxicate. And on one fine day, Lay dead, an act they did play. When the Master came he saw naught, but two birds in a cage, dead. From every cavetous and lustful desire has the heart now fled. Thus from the cage the two dead birds were finally removed, within the blink of an eye their life swiftly improved. Once again, they were truly free, To simply be. And for every seeker, striving on the journey of life, each unlawful desire, must be put under the knife. And this was is the parable of the two birds in a cage, related to me by someone I love, a pious sage. By: Bint e Muhammad
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7/31/2015 0 Comments Where I Long To Be This Poem is taken from a member of an Islamic Online Forum after taking her permission. Alas! There is a place, where my heart yearns to be,
A city of angels, always enveloped in perpetual peace. No other, can satiate this burning desire, For this honour, I set my every pleasure on fire. Gaze low, empty handed, barefoot, the unseen guiding me, Finished in this moment, there is nowhere, I would rather be. The lovers of the world, find, in each other their delight, Mine eyes doth cry, till I reach my only Haven in sight. Naught but a beggar that sincerely pleas, Unite me those whom You love and have mercy. From the shackles of this tangled web, my soul longs to flee, Yet again, to the city of my Beloved, Madinatun Nabi ﷺ By: Bint e Muhammad 7/20/2015 2 Comments The hijabi and the strangerThis Poem is taken from a member of an Islamic Online Forum after taking her permission.
As she walks down the street Covered from head to feet A stranger stares at her And they want an answer 'Why don't you be like me? Be free and show your beauty Let your hair feel the air Let the world stop and stare' The hijabi listens and gives her reply And she tells the stranger exactly why 'I can show my hair if I want to But I don't want to be like you.' 'I know I am beautiful and worth it I don't need society to dictate it To tell me how to look and act They are only opinions not a fact' The fact is what you see in front of you A woman living for one thing that's true I only live for my creator not a human being He is my lord and creator of everything Stranger, let me ask you a question Why do you want all this attention? Why do you let them cover you in powder? Do you ever ask yourself and wonder? You are always getting oppressed By men that stare and are obsessed With lust and perversion your society runs The problems and struggles are tonnes You try to keep up with their definition of beauty First it's size zero and then it's size infinity Don't worry about me marked up girl Don't lose yourself in this filthy world I am free because that's what I choose to be You are what society wants you to be I will go my way because I want to You can live your path because you want to' ;-) |
AuthorTalib E Ilm Archives
August 2015
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