Thursday, October 8, 2009
poems poems poems....i never get bored writing them...
a sparrow flew on to my window sill.
He didn't see me tucked up in bed
as he pecked away at a piece of bread.
when I, in bed could only lie.
I thought how Allah had made him small
and then of dinosaurs, and giraffes so tall.
some with four legs, others with wings.
I thought how wonderful Allah is
because everything around me is really His.
who cares for others,
who do deeds of kindness
to sisters and brothers;
to somebody hurt,
like smiling at him
and saying a kind word;
with girls and with boys
one's favorite things
like books and like toys;
a visit to him
would be nicer still.
we can do for each other,
to make life happy
for our sister and brother.
I know sometimes I'm naughty so please forgive.
Please teach me to be good every day
and let my heart be ready and willing to pray.
Thank You Allah for Your Prophet whom I love,
please raise him in rank in Paradise above.
i read a book abt iraq n found out that innocent children are suffering
They dropped bombs, more and more.
Missiles rained throughout the night.
May Allah Ta'Ala grant them a stage in Jannah that is high.
No matter what happens, Allah Ta'Ala is near.
Continue to hold tight to Allah Ta'Ala's boundless Rope.
Many agree that this illegal war was vile.
Paradise we are promised if to His Laws we always abide.
Allah Ta'Ala knows who is right and who is wrong.