You think it will never end
You think nobody will ever feel this way
The sorrow eats at you so much that hunger is a distant memory
Different reasons but the heartache is always the same
Be it love, be it loss, be it regret be it grief
The tears fall but you don’t let anyone see
The pain is real but nobody knows.
Yours was the world and now it’s gone
Yours was a destiny written in the stars but now its come crashing in.
Yours was happiness but now it’s for someone else
This story has been told a million times before
Just the characters that differ
Today you are the victim
Yours is a Lord All Knowing All Wise
Yours is a Lord who never sleeps
Yours is a Lord closer to you then yourself
Then why is it you hide yourself away?
Know that you may like a thing that is harmful to you
Know that you may dislike a thing that is better for you
You know not, but Allah He knows best
Ask the mother of Musa how it felt sailing her baby down the sea
Trust in Allah the only thing keeping her life afloat
Ask Umm Salim about the pain of death
The sweetness of patience
And the reward she obtained
What mother looks to bury her child?
But in its place she was given a prince among men
A Martyr of the highest order
Ask Umm Salamah when she asked who she could be given better then Abu Salamah what was the reply?
Better then Umar!
Better then Abu Bakr!
She lost greatest yet obtained the essence of perfection!
Ask our mother Khadijah the reward for patience
Was it anything short of a palace in Paradise?
Ask our mother Aisha who aided her from the accusing tongue and gave mention of her in the Book of Books.
Her chastity forever protected and her status cemented in our hearts.
Know that our Beloved lost his uncle
The shield of Allah’s Deen
But a woman sought him out.
Lost her father, her husband and her brother
But she did not care
‘As long as our Messenger is safe I will carry any burden’ she said
A crutch for each other they were
Need I say more?
Tell me the story of Khidr.
Tell me how a family wept for their loss not knowing the calamity that would have awaited them
Faces of relief they will wear when they find the truth.
Know that Allah He loved you from the moment you came to being
Far more then any man can love you
Far more then any man can care for you
Your Lord was there morning, noon and night
Watching over you
Heartache is a pain and forgetting is the cure
Live not a life of regret
Rather live the life worthy of a Muslim
Thank Allah for a diamond is only formed by pressing
Thank Allah for gold is only purified in heat
Thank Allah for oil is only found when digging deep.
You will never lose what is halal and pure except that it’s bettered
You will never lose that what is haram and filthy except that you know a castle can never be build on sand.
What is for you now the world’s end tomorrow will be your silver lining
Without poverty there is no zakat
Without calamities no reducing of sins
Without the downs we recognize not the ups
My promise to you is simple
You will smile again
The love will return
And Allah will always be there…
You think nobody will ever feel this way
The sorrow eats at you so much that hunger is a distant memory
Different reasons but the heartache is always the same
Be it love, be it loss, be it regret be it grief
The tears fall but you don’t let anyone see
The pain is real but nobody knows.
Yours was the world and now it’s gone
Yours was a destiny written in the stars but now its come crashing in.
Yours was happiness but now it’s for someone else
This story has been told a million times before
Just the characters that differ
Today you are the victim
Yours is a Lord All Knowing All Wise
Yours is a Lord who never sleeps
Yours is a Lord closer to you then yourself
Then why is it you hide yourself away?
Know that you may like a thing that is harmful to you
Know that you may dislike a thing that is better for you
You know not, but Allah He knows best
Ask the mother of Musa how it felt sailing her baby down the sea
Trust in Allah the only thing keeping her life afloat
Ask Umm Salim about the pain of death
The sweetness of patience
And the reward she obtained
What mother looks to bury her child?
But in its place she was given a prince among men
A Martyr of the highest order
Ask Umm Salamah when she asked who she could be given better then Abu Salamah what was the reply?
Better then Umar!
Better then Abu Bakr!
She lost greatest yet obtained the essence of perfection!
Ask our mother Khadijah the reward for patience
Was it anything short of a palace in Paradise?
Ask our mother Aisha who aided her from the accusing tongue and gave mention of her in the Book of Books.
Her chastity forever protected and her status cemented in our hearts.
Know that our Beloved lost his uncle
The shield of Allah’s Deen
But a woman sought him out.
Lost her father, her husband and her brother
But she did not care
‘As long as our Messenger is safe I will carry any burden’ she said
A crutch for each other they were
Need I say more?
Tell me the story of Khidr.
Tell me how a family wept for their loss not knowing the calamity that would have awaited them
Faces of relief they will wear when they find the truth.
Know that Allah He loved you from the moment you came to being
Far more then any man can love you
Far more then any man can care for you
Your Lord was there morning, noon and night
Watching over you
Heartache is a pain and forgetting is the cure
Live not a life of regret
Rather live the life worthy of a Muslim
Thank Allah for a diamond is only formed by pressing
Thank Allah for gold is only purified in heat
Thank Allah for oil is only found when digging deep.
You will never lose what is halal and pure except that it’s bettered
You will never lose that what is haram and filthy except that you know a castle can never be build on sand.
What is for you now the world’s end tomorrow will be your silver lining
Without poverty there is no zakat
Without calamities no reducing of sins
Without the downs we recognize not the ups
My promise to you is simple
You will smile again
The love will return
And Allah will always be there…
By: Scented Blood From Islamic Awakening Forum
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