Shaam: You will be free!

Assalamwa’alaikum wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakatuhu ukhts ūüėÄ

My poem for Shaam….

Bismillah:

Oh Shaam forever in my heart you will be                                                                                                                                                           For until the day I die I shall strive to set you free

From the weight of tyranny                                                                                                                                                                                You will have liberty                                                                                                                                                                                            Allah SWT will grant you victory

Oh Shaam forever in my heart you will be                                                                                                                                                    For until the day I die I shall strive to set you free

You will no longer suffer humility                                                                                                                                                                           You will have back your humanity                                                                                                                                                                        Allah SWT will set you free

Oh Shaam forever in my heart you will be                                                                                                                                                           For until the day I die I shall strive to set you free

Oh Shaam my heart cries out for you¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† Oh Shaam I’ll do all that I can do¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† Oh Shaam you will always be in my dua¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† Oh Shaam may you be blessed with Jannah

Oh Shaam forever in my heart you will be                                                                                                                                                     For until the day I die I shall strive to set you free

These tyrants use so much violence ¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† And what betrayal is our silence! ¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† But we’ll ask Allah SWT for His guidance

Oh Shaam forever in my heart you will be                                                                                                                                                     For until the day I die I shall strive to set you free

Your blood running through the valleys and seas                                                                                                                                   Your children begging please                                                                                                                                                                              But do not worry for after hardship comes ease

Oh Shaam forever in my heart you will be                                                                                                                                                            For until the day I die I shall strive to set you free

The clouds crying for your pains                                                                                                                                                                        The leaves fluttering towards your plains                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Your land will be free again

Oh Shaam forever in my heart you will be                                                                                                                                                           For until the day I die I shall strive to set you free

So much blood, it’s clouded our sight¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† But for your freedom we will fight¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† And with our duas we will spark the light

Oh Shaam forever in my heart you will be                                                                                                                                                     For until the day I die I shall strive to set you free

That will illuminate the path of freedom¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† And we pray that your inhabitants enter our Lord’s Kingdom!

Ameen thumma Ameen!

Iraq, Syria and Palestine will free in sha Allah!

We have a responsibility to help our brothers and sisters there and everywhere else, so let us not forget them. Dua is the strongest weapon of a believer so let us use this weapon to break free the shackles that bind our brothers and sisters.

Also donate all you can to help them and raise as much money as you can in sha Allah.

Silence is betrayal and we will be held accountable on the Day of Judgment…

Wa’alaikum Salaam wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakatuhu

To my Syrian Sisters:

Assalamwa’alaikum

Another poem regarding Syria and specifically my message to our Syrian sisters

Bismillah:

‘Oh Syria, the land of the blessed

Oh Syria, the land of the oppressed

Oh Syria, it has to be confessd

Oh Syria, my heart bleeds and finds no rest

But it’ nothing compared to how you’re feeling

From the constant bombs, you’re reeling

Your freedom these tyrants are stealing

But don’t worry for on that Day, they’ll be kneeling

and begging for His mercy

from the punishment that He will decree

For Allah SWT is the Most Just and He will set you free

No more tears shed, no more agony

No more pain and torture;you will have liberty

No more violence and innocent people dying

No more vulnerable, helpless babies crying

No more fears

Because Allah SWT hears your prayers

So know that He is always near

Through all the heart-aching pain

Remember He is closer you than your jugular vein

My dearest sisters, I can’t cry enough for you

Your the soldiers of this ummah, staying strong and true

Keeping faith regardless of what hardships you go through

My tears themselves weep for you

How can I forget you my beautiful sisters? How can I?

These tyrants will be held accountable for each tear you cry

And each bomb that they drop down on you from the sky

Such cowards, staying up so high

But for these tyrants the end is nigh’

Once again I can only ask you to remember our Syrian sisters and brothers in your duas

Silence is betrayal so speak out against this oppression for we will be held accountable too on the Day Of Judgement

JazakAllah khair

Assalamwa’alaikum

 

Syria: Through my eyes

Assalamwa’alaikum

This is my poem from the perspective of a Syrian child…………Bismillah………..

‘Ummi, ummi I cry but no one can hear me

All we wanted was to be free

The world has eyes so why doesn’t it see?

There’s nothing left for us here so we’re forced to flee

But where to? Who will open their door?

Who will pick us back up from the floor?

Papa, papa I cry but my words don’t leave

But I have faith so I still believe

That Allah SWT will help me find ummi

She is around here somewhere…. I know she will be

She was just trying to find some food, we haven’t eaten for days

But then the bomb fell and it turned everything into a haze

Ummi is alive and I know it

She wouldn’t leave me alone, i don’t believe she’s dead-not one bit

Not even when I see her lying on the floor lifeless and gone

Not even when the air escapes me and I try to hold on

Not even when I collapse and try to breathe

I try to remember that Allah SWT promised “after hardship comes ease”

I start to vomit, begging Allah SWT to bring her baack

Begging Him to give her another chance

I did the same when my little brother were killed whilst at school

But Ummi had told me to stop saying that and to not be a fool

Because once people go, there’s no return..that was the rule

So as I lay there, I wished that this rule applied to me too

‘Cus if I died, I wouldn’t want to come back to this living hell

I would be able to stay with Ummi forever but who will

Look after Papa, he’s probably looking for me

I try to find him with my eyes but they can no longer see

The darkness is descending and the light is fading away

I crawl over to Ummi and wrap myself round her lifeless arms

I allow death to wash over me, knowing Papa will join us one day’

This is the first in the series of poems about Syria that I will be posting In sha Allah…….the world has left Syria fighting on its knees and the most affected are the women and children. Millions are refugees but with no where to go……who will help them??

Please let us not forget our brothers and sisters dying each day in Syria and everywhere else: Pakistan, Afghanistan, Burma, Palestine, Iraq, Bangladesh etc

We are one ummah and we care for one another so please in sha Allah remember them in your duas

May Allah SWT grant victory to all our oppressed brothers and sisters and may He grant them all Jannat-ul-firdaus, ameen.

JazakAllah khair

Assalamwa’alaikum