do-gooder

If you want to do good
Do it


But,
do it sincerely
do it silently
do it wholeheartedly


and God willing, you will be rewarded
in leaps and bounds
beyond what you can imagine

like whoa

You look at me and call me oppressed, 

Simply because of the way I'm dressed, 

You know me not for what's inside, 

You judge the clothing I wear with pride, 

My body is not for your eyes to hold, 

You must speak to my mind, not my feminine mould, 

I'm an individual, I'm no mans slave, 

It's Allah's pleasure that I only crave, 

I have a voice so I will be heard, 

For in my heart I carry His word, 

"O ye women, wrap close your cloak, so you won't be bothered by ignorant folk", 

Man doesn't tell me to dress this way, 

It's a law from God that I obey, 

Oppressed is something I'm truly NOT, 

For liberation is what I've got, 

It was given to me many years ago, 

With the right to prosper, the right to grow, 

I can climb mountains or cross the seas, 

Expand my mind in all degrees, 

For God Himself gave us LIB-ER-TY, 

When He sent Islãm, 

To You and Me!

i read this in a youtube video's description and thought that I had to share it.
even though it's mostly about women wearing the hijab and covering theirselves
its a pretty powerful piece, in my opinion.

the said youtube video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HV5HEC53HxA&feature=related

The Mask

the face that you see is a mask

a million and each with a task

a question that u need not ever ask

is when will you see me unmask

Look Down On Me

Never have my ego been this badly bruised

Never have my confidence been this badly shattered

This blood boils in anger

This head fuming with hate

2 options lay in front of me

To walk the high road 

or the low road

All the nasty and terrible words that were never shy to me, not one left the tip of my tongue

Furious as I was, I was in control.

Calm.

There is no need to step down to your level.

For I am a better person than you are.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, I will burn bright.

Mark my words, I will be successful

cannot forgive

Born in grief
Raised in hate
Helpless to defy his fate
Let him run
Let him live
But do not forget
What we cannot forgive

Slow dance

Have you ever
watched kids

On a merry-go-round?

Or listened to
the rain

Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a
butterfly's erratic flight?

Or gazed at the sun into the fading
night?

You better slow down.

Don't dance so
fast

Time is short.

The music won't
last



Do you run through each day

On the
fly?

When you ask How are you?

Do you hear the
reply?

When the day is done

Do you lie in your
bed

With the next hundred chores

Running through
your head?

You'd better slow down

Don't dance so
fast

Time is short.

The music won't
last



Ever told your child,

We'll do it
tomorrow?

And in your haste,

Not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch,

Let a good
friendship die

Cause you never had time

To call and say,'Hi'

You'd better slow down.

Don't dance
so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't
last

When you run so fast to get somewhere

You
miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry
through your day,

It is like an unopened gift...

Thrown away.

Life is not a
race

Do take it slower

Hear the
music

Before the song is over.

nope, i didnt write this poem
unfortunately, i dont have a poetic bone in my body
only crappy ultra-flexible freaky ones
i was lucky enough to understand this one
i usually dont get poems (note - sudu's poems)
hahaahaha =P

anywho
this poem was taken from a forwarded email i got from a friend
in the email, it "Says" that it was written by a terminally-ill teen
i have no idea whether its true or not

but i think its pretty meaningful, this poem

so dont rush in doing things
and take ur life 1 day at a time
and enjoy it while u can

for a reason

i have worked for it
and i will still work for it
i have struggled
and i have sweat

but i can only do so much
but still, i have to earn it



if it's going to happen, GREAT!

but if it doesnt,
then deal with it
move on

things happen for a reason

and just the same
things don't happen for a reason

we all play a tiny yet pivotal role in His plan

"everything's gonna be all right
be strong, believe"

all i have to do is dream

a wonderful thing, isn't it? our dreams
its the one place where its truly ours
where nobody can interfere
where everything is pure and simple
peaceful and serene
easy yet meaningful
where small actions mean so much more than those loud and blatant acts of supposed-love



however, all good things must come to an end
hold on to it as hard as u can
but to no avail
and so u wake up
where reality comes crashing down
but still, u have a smile on your face
and the memory of that wonderful time in your head

a matter of time

all that stands will fall and rust
all that lives will turn to dust
all that is done will be undone

and all that begins
will have its end
its only a matter of time