aisha16
Junior Member
Asslamu Allaykum brothers and sisters,
I just wanted to share this amazing poem by brother Ammar AlShukry. It's a common situation that happens within the MSA....great reminder for Valentines Day...
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It's a bit hard to hear at some parts because of the passing cars, so here's the lyrics:
once upon a time in a city nearby
There lived a sister similar to you and i
Vivid dreams of marriage after college,
A quiet house, a family seeking knowledge
In school biding her time, doing fine,
Developing her mind, at the masjid all the time
Then one day while chillin at the student café,
she was approached by a brother if it would be ok
to talk to her a second, see he was in state of dismay
he was going through hard times, and 3 years to this day
he'd never once bowed his head to pray..
he was Muslim, he said, and he knew he was astray
he had seen her around campus and knew she was MSA
so he asked if she could show him the way
almost automatically she directed him diplomatically
to the brothers and said they could help him systematically
he said that was problematic, the brothers were type fanatics
and without being too dramatic he predicted there'd be static
so what should she leave him to his own devices?
Tell me what your advice is?
This is the story learn this lesson well,
cant plant the trees of paradise with the seeds of hell
A devils whisper is coated in intentions well
That lead to hell, where many good intentions dwell
Time went on she would meet him twice a week
Though everytime they met she would be discreet
He was coming along well, 1st surah down, then the second
He'd be done with 10 by the end of the semester she expected
She made sure to keep it strict, at times she'd tell him to chill
like the time he called her up just cuz he had time to kill
She bore it cuz he was sincere she said,
It all made sense in her head, so she continued to tread
down that path, she didn't realize how much she laughed
How quickly the term passed, and that wasn't even the half
She called him brother, he called her his friend
She didn't account herself when it didn't bother her then
Then there was the day when he for sure made her crack up
he said that if they weren't married by thirty, theyd be back ups
But that's the first time she ever saw him as a potential
Shaitan saw his potential and there went her potential
Let me fast forward a semester, and advance this
Marriage was on their mind, he asked her he had planned it
so now she had no problem seeing him all over campus
and he promised as soon as he corrects his finances
he would talk to her family and tell them and advance this
but for now if they approached they wouldn't accept
But in their minds this was a thing was a set
And so they crept
Her circle of friends kept shrinking
She was spending so all her time with her future fiancé thinking
dreaming, happiest times in her life it was seeming
so little concessions were small in the scheme of things
she didn't shake hands with men, for him she made an exception
So complete the devils deception
This is the story learn this lesson well,
cant plant the trees of paradise with the seeds of hell
A devils whisper is coated in intentions well
That lead to hell, where many good intentions dwell
I just wanted to share this amazing poem by brother Ammar AlShukry. It's a common situation that happens within the MSA....great reminder for Valentines Day...
[yt]oqOI8FU13vE[/yt]
It's a bit hard to hear at some parts because of the passing cars, so here's the lyrics:
once upon a time in a city nearby
There lived a sister similar to you and i
Vivid dreams of marriage after college,
A quiet house, a family seeking knowledge
In school biding her time, doing fine,
Developing her mind, at the masjid all the time
Then one day while chillin at the student café,
she was approached by a brother if it would be ok
to talk to her a second, see he was in state of dismay
he was going through hard times, and 3 years to this day
he'd never once bowed his head to pray..
he was Muslim, he said, and he knew he was astray
he had seen her around campus and knew she was MSA
so he asked if she could show him the way
almost automatically she directed him diplomatically
to the brothers and said they could help him systematically
he said that was problematic, the brothers were type fanatics
and without being too dramatic he predicted there'd be static
so what should she leave him to his own devices?
Tell me what your advice is?
This is the story learn this lesson well,
cant plant the trees of paradise with the seeds of hell
A devils whisper is coated in intentions well
That lead to hell, where many good intentions dwell
Time went on she would meet him twice a week
Though everytime they met she would be discreet
He was coming along well, 1st surah down, then the second
He'd be done with 10 by the end of the semester she expected
She made sure to keep it strict, at times she'd tell him to chill
like the time he called her up just cuz he had time to kill
She bore it cuz he was sincere she said,
It all made sense in her head, so she continued to tread
down that path, she didn't realize how much she laughed
How quickly the term passed, and that wasn't even the half
She called him brother, he called her his friend
She didn't account herself when it didn't bother her then
Then there was the day when he for sure made her crack up
he said that if they weren't married by thirty, theyd be back ups
But that's the first time she ever saw him as a potential
Shaitan saw his potential and there went her potential
Let me fast forward a semester, and advance this
Marriage was on their mind, he asked her he had planned it
so now she had no problem seeing him all over campus
and he promised as soon as he corrects his finances
he would talk to her family and tell them and advance this
but for now if they approached they wouldn't accept
But in their minds this was a thing was a set
And so they crept
Her circle of friends kept shrinking
She was spending so all her time with her future fiancé thinking
dreaming, happiest times in her life it was seeming
so little concessions were small in the scheme of things
she didn't shake hands with men, for him she made an exception
So complete the devils deception
This is the story learn this lesson well,
cant plant the trees of paradise with the seeds of hell
A devils whisper is coated in intentions well
That lead to hell, where many good intentions dwell