I see you Mother, I see your face

I see the pain Mother, I see your eyes

I see the grief Mother...

Your words tell all, the slight tremble

That sit upon your lips

Your gaze, a mirror to your soul

Ravaged, in tatters

A keening cry

You sit with a soulless look

You smile, you lie to me

You lie to us all

Where is the pain Mother?

Why hide it, why hide at all

Underneath the shroud of strength

Bitter turmoil

I don’t need your smiles Mother, I want to see pain

I don’t need your consolation

I don’t want your words

I want your pain

That I may share with you

Why hide Mother?

There was a merchant in Baghdad, who sent his servant to the market to buy provisions and a little while later the servant came back, white and trembling.

He said "Master, just now when I was in the market place I was jostled by a woman in the crowd and when I turned I saw it was death that jostled me. She looked at me and made a threatening gesture. Now please lend me your horse and I will ride away from this city and avoid my fate. I will go to Samara and there death will not find me."

My second cousons grandad just past away this afternoon so can everyone Please make dua for him and his family

Jazakallah khairun

A desire for insanity compels to me

Whispering promises of bliss

A yearning of longing wells within

And I falter

I wish, I pray

The unknown to become the known

I shall fly on the wings of madness

I shall be obliged to hold hands with death

I shall laugh in merriment

Barefoot, bare soul

I shall drop

In to the abyss of nothingness

I shall be free of the forced compulsion

Excused of the horror of obligations

And I shall know no more.

...

Yet I am too weak to embrace the loving touch

Of Freedom

From my sorrows.

Have you ever heard birds tweeting at 4am in the morning and thought ... booooooo?

This poem is written in the memorial of my father, who embraced my love of writing and encouraged me to go further, who passed away recently from lung cancer - 2nd May 2011.

You

Taught me

To smile, to laugh, to rejoice

You

Taught me

The meaning of life, the way of life, to be the best in life

I loved

You

Who loved me back

I stumbled I fell

Insistently picked up, I was

Questions asked

Questions answered

No frown marred that beautiful face of yours

The day came, where they whispered

How you would perish

We fought

We cried, bitter tears

Hope was renewed

Time and time again

You grieved, we grieved

Different reasons

The pain you were in, did we mourn

The pain we were in, did you mourn

Role reversal and we scolded

Ashamed, not I

Salaams!

I haven't been on here for a little while, but i've been very busy trying to sort myself out.

Now, after lots of job-hunting, iv been offered 3 jobs all at once!!

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2 in turkey, starting middle of next month, 1 is in Ankara (the capital) but it's only for 6 weeks, the other is in Konya which is the hometown of Rumi & is all spiritual apparently, & is for over 2 months so I would prefer that I think.

SAlaaaaaaaam

i need help. i need an ayah of the Quran or a hadith that would motivate/encourage someone to wear scarf. any suggestions? THANK YOU

Hey,

In my house we got a talk going on every week and my turns on sunday coming.

im planning to do a talk on emotions and how to deal with certain emotions and what islam says about it such as the duas and actions islam tells us to perform or recite during anger happiness sadness etc.

anyone got any ideas and care to help?...