Showing posts with label attached to this world. Show all posts
Showing posts with label attached to this world. Show all posts

Sunday, September 9, 2012

For how long will you chase this dunya?

For how long will you busy in your heads and your minds - thinking of dunya (this world), chasing the endless materialistic things?...

Allah says, 'For how long will you chase these worldly things with each other? Competing with one another? Until you visit the grave? For how long is the dunya going to keep you away from me - in your mind, in your hearts? Wait till I get you in the grave.'

Sura Takathur contains heavy verses for you and I, will Allah get us in the grave? Are we going to him happy?

All the things of the dunya you and I chase - USELESS will it be when we come to the grave, it will not benefit us one iota.

Let this be a stern warning to the people, the Muslims and my family members(you know who you are) who drown themselves into the vices of this dunya as if no tomorrow exists nor the hereafter. Your houses, wealth, status will not help you one bit in the grave nor the afterlife. You will certainly have to account for every single penny and material Allah bestowed upon you and account for them. Where will your dominance, arrogance, enmity, jealousy be in the grave or that fateful day when we stand trial in front of our Lord? There will be no respite, but there is still time while possible, use it for good.

Monday, August 20, 2012

Death - why fear it? (Poem)

Mariam Deeb (@)

Posted Monday 20th August 2012 from Twitlonger
A BEAUTIFUL poem about death, by an amazing poet (@), masha'Allah. May Allah bless him and increase him in his talent!

Why fear death?

Death is a blessing in disguise

Today’s culture portrays unimportant things

Take a couple eye drops; if that’s what opens your eyes

Open your eyes and realize

So it’s the culture you’re trying to survive?

Death is the truth; don’t hide it

Don’t put it in a box and think outside it

False guidance leaves you close-minded

You see..

Accepting death makes you more human

But being human doesn’t make you cool? Huh?

You see..

People wanna chase temporary greens

Others wanna pursue their dreams

But being yourself should be your first priority

Don’t put death on a shelf

Death is a blessing itself

Stop chasing wealth

Start increasing a mentally good health

Till it’s too late, then you’ll feel ashamed to ask for help

Don’t put death in a box

Cause eventually it will just break the locks

It’ll come to you at a night when you’re just in bed

Next morning you wake up and can’t even feel your head

A couple days later, you’re the next one dead

Learn to be genuine, before you take your last breath

Live your life, but don't forget death

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Sunday, August 12, 2012

Don`t be fooled by fake successes in this world ...

Posted by:
Islamic Reflections
Aug 7 2012

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

A parable of ones life so hurt for caring

How much can one truly endure?
This tepid, tremulous life of couture.

When truly society has become the trappings of this accursed life,
all the while slicing through me with a knife.

O` our loved ones do we love,
but they give us the cold shoulder and shove.

How we lament the old simple days,
where ideas and respect would blaze.

The youth today are of no hope,
not asleep are they but in a coma of dope.

The calamities of this world, befall for 2 things:
the hands that reap and the tongue that lashes and stings.

It is said - a tongue has no bones but its already strong enough to break a heart.
It is this heart broken soul who has been left by his beloved torn apart.

My cursed beloved is the chaos serpent snake Apep,
will she be slayed like it was by the Heliopolis cat of Ra as kept?

For she is my greatest love I take,
yet ye shares the deceptive enmitous qualities of the accursed snake.

For the vile venom that spews out of her mouth crowing,
ye doesn`t realize the destruction one is sowing.

The lies, deception, disrespect & betrayal she joins upon,
leaves me weak and unable to hang on.

Alas, let her and her circle be of ignorant bliss,
as I depart them with a parting kiss.

To your life and mine, 
as I take my rightful place above the line.

— RSA

Thursday, August 2, 2012