PITY ME NOT!!!

[SAGAL]

Pity Me Not

 

 

Pity me not

For the clothes I wear

Nor for the scarve

That covers my hair

 

Pity me not

For my black garb

My modest air

My humble heart.

 

Pity me not

For my lack of speech

B/c my silent voice

Can always find a heart to reach.

 

Pity me not

For my Muslim name

It is the sign of my honor

And the badge of my fame.

 

Pity me not

And call me oppressed

B/c from society's norms

I'm differently dressed.

 

Pity me not

But try to understand

That I love my religion

And I'm proud of who I am!

 

Pity me not

For following the divine way

But pity those

Who have been led astray.

[Ayaan8321]

wow..that was great sis..keep the coming

[Batuulo]

maasha allaah.. sagal - Excellent poem. thnks, jazaki allaah khair, STHLM keep the coming lol. buugi ma buuxsamin miyaa sis? here's Another one, keep writing

 

-No I’m not crazy,

And yes I’m for real.

I’m not depressed,

And I’m not controlled.

I’m not a fashion slave,

Nor am I any man’s toy,

I have my own opinions,

And I have my own life.

I have many friends,

I have a personality.

And I have my say,

I also have a word or two,

For those whose thinking is astray.

I don’t care if he likes my hair,

Nor do I care for leather pants.

I think I’m beautiful,

Because God don’t make trash,

I also believe that covering myself

Is also respecting my body and my mind.

Just because you don’t know if my hair

Is red or black?

Or exactly how tight my jeans are,

Doesn’t mean I’m not me,

And don’t have a personality.

Only those who I chose,

Will see the outer me,

And everyone one will see the inner me.

I’ll voice my thoughts,

And I’ll give my ideas.

Whether you believe I have any or not.

I speak silently,

And not just anyone will hear my voice,

But everyone will hear what I say,

And what I believe in.

I’ll walk with my head high,

Without making a sound,

And everyone will see me.

My dress stops you from

Judging me by my body or my clothes.

And forces you to judge me

By my thoughts and my ideas.

Not everyone will see my face,

But everyone will see its glow.

And not anyone can shake my hand,

But everyone will feel my firm hold.

Not everyone can ask what he wants,

But they all know what I would say.

I have a life,

And I’m respected everywhere I go.

Boys don’t bug me nor do they stare.

Because they have nothing to stare at,

But they are forced to look at me.

I am me,

And when I go out I’m covered in black.

Not a thing will show.

Not my hands not my hair.

But my thoughts, and my ideas will.

And when you see me,

You’ll laugh and stare,

Because my hair isn’t showing.

And you can’t see my face.

You’ll think I’m crazy or depressed.

But no.

Only you are for being so ignorant.

So there. Enjoy It

[muslim sis]

Assalaama Alaykum W.W

Maasha Allaah - Allaahu Akbar. my dear sister's this so wonderfull piece's jazakumu alaah khair

I got short One for you.

 

So you don’t like the Jilbab I wear

Or the scarf which covers my hair

This is your opinion for which I don’t care

Allah is the one whom I fear

You don’t like where I'm from,

Or how I walk,

You even laugh at how I talk

This is fine you see,

Allah is the only one I wish to please

Al-Hamdulillah I keep from wrong

For Islam is what keeps me strong

Al-Hamdulillah I’m not you

For when the Day of Judgment comes

Allah will be the judge on you.

[LOVE_BIRD]

I Live No More

 

Life in its madness,

Killed my soul...

The eternal hope within my heart,

Gone, alive no more

 

 

Bitter laughter hides the pain

of broken dreams and shattered hopes

of weakness and self pity

 

 

The void, all welcoming

feeding from my tears of sadness

The light of life all but gone

 

 

I live no more

But my tears will exist for eternity

For all to see, for all to know

I gave up my faith for twisted passion

A never ending nightmare

 

 

Spiritually dead...

A black void

Cavorting with nothingness

 

 

I feel I have

no face...

no shadow.. no substance

 

 

I am meaningless

nothing

 

 

a faceless entity

In which even my shadow ignores

 

 

I feel I have neither heart nor soul

or else i would have poured it out to

you...

if you had asked..

 

 

I feel that the space I take up

Is devoid of my existence

 

 

The solitary tear that I shed

Has no cheek upon which to fall

[Oddz-of-Men]

PITTY ME NOT!

FOR I HAVE STEP OUT FROM THE GATES OF HELL.

PITTY ME NOT!

FOR I HAVE A HELL OF A HORRIFYING STORRY TO TELL.

PITTY ME NOT!

FOR I CAME TO BREAK THE JINN'S SPELL.

PITTY ME NOT!

FOR I AM A BELIEVER HOLDING HIS DEADLY HEATER.

PITTY ME NOT!

FOR I CARE LESS FOR YOU IF YOUR FOLLOW AN INFIDEL.

PITTY ME NOT!

FOR I KNOW HOW TO CARRY MY SELF AS A MUMIN...

PITTY ME NOT!

FOR I BEEN FEELING HELL ON EARTH SINCE MY BIRTH.

PITTY ME NOT!

FOR I HAVE BEEN GIVEN THE CHOICE HEAL OR STAY HURT.

PITTY ME NOT!

FOR AM MAKING THIS POEM ON THE SPOT.

PITTY ME NOT!

FOR I FEEL THE HEAT OF THE SUN WHEN IT'S REAL HOT.

PITTY ME NO!