believeinmyfaith:

dropsofknowledge:

Allah is the only one who can turn your heart. Don’t even let anyone believe they have the key to your heart and never believe that you have the key to someone else’s heart. One moment you’re madly in love, the next moment you’re falling for other people. 

Allah knows what you know not. Just trust Him. 

” On that day you shall be brought to judgement and none of your secrets will remain hidden. ” Al-Haqqah (The Inevitable Truth) - Chapter 69: Verse 18

All are exposed: bodies, souls, consciences, actions and destinies. All curtains that used to hide secrets are lifted, and souls are laid bare just like bodies. What used to be concealed is now in full view. Man is without any of his precautions, schemes and plans. What he was keen to conceal, even from himself, is there to be seen by all. Such disgrace and in front of everyone! As for God, He has always been fully aware of every little thing, even that which is most deeply hidden, but man, accustomed to all sorts of concealment on earth, does not appreciate this.

Man has a very complex nature. There are within his soul many corners and pathways where he hides his feelings, whims, yearnings, thoughts, secrets and private matters. Imagine how a snail quickly withdraws into its shell when it feels danger, hiding itself completely. Should man realize that an eye manages to see what he is keen to conceal, or that a glance exposes something he wants to remain hidden, he does much more than a snail sensing danger. He is deeply hurt when someone looks into his inner secrets. So how will man feel when he stands truly naked in body, heart, feeling and soul; when he has nothing to cover himself with, when he is under the throne of the Almighty and before this great assembly of creatures? This is the most painful of all situations.

Oh,the boundless

Ya, Allah!
Unbound by
Religious shell, you are!
Epitome of unbridled freedom, you are!! Your light
And your shade,
For my happiness, I seek!!!
So too for my restful sleep.
You raze the boundaries of
Cities and of households.
Yet, I encapsulate you
In the depth of my heart.
Is it human heart alone
A world never ending?
Oh, the core of boundless infinity,
I worship thee

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Kamala Surayya

Ya Mohammed,
May the lord shower
His grace upon him!
You are the golden dawn
That illuminates the dark Arabian nights.
The last prophet,
Who fight for fidelity and truth.
We hear about the luminosity of that face
Even after the long fourteen centuries
We are unfortunate
Who came late,
We blame our fate.
Oh , the master
Esteemed by more than
Forty generations
We prepare for you,
The banquets of love.
You came like the raindrops,
On the desert,unexpectedly;
The rain has long gone,
Yet, as a golden memory,it remains,
In each tiny speck of sand…

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-Kamala Surayya