Rayna

The world is broken and bleeding,
please pray for those poor souls under tremendous suffering,
we trust in God alone, to grant us healing.

No DMs please

[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

I’m awake and I can hear the birds singing,
it seems all the worlds still asleep,
and God created this beautiful moment,
just for me.
The rewards of Fajar,
are not only in the hereafter,
I’m awake and I get to hear the birds singing,
so beautifully.
Alhamdulilah doesn’t truly capture the emotion,
gratitude doesn’t go far enough,
God has gifted us,
the ability to be like these sweet birds,
we get to praise Him in the early morn,
we get to remember, feel, what Ar-Rahman really means,
Allah is The Most Merciful,
and Allah allows us to experience security, love and safety,
when the birds are singing,
before the noise of the world starts,
while we still half awake from dreaming,
hear the sweet comforts ringing,
straight into our hearts.
I’m awake and I can hear the birds singing,
so peacefully!

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Putting all your eggs in one basket,
makes your basket heavy.
But I think what you will find my dears,
is that this also keeps it steady.

I have chosen one strong friend,
to whether the sure storms with,
whilst some flitter from pillar to post,
like butterflies to flowers,

I am more stubborn than a barnacle,
clinging firmly to one rock,
not an attractive thing I know,
but loyalty is beautiful to the one who beholds.

When you are inseparable,
people get uncomfortable,
they mistake you for intolerant,
when you have really just grown accustomed,
to each other over another.

So don’t worry about being labelled as a loner.
As long as there is another loner with you,
keeping you company,
why worry about what people say?
What they complain about changes each day,
unlike the man who remains steady by your side,
like a mountain, while you are his earth!

My love I have chosen you to share with all my joys and pain,
what a burden for you to carry!
But I am also carrying yours,
so for each others hearts,
we shoulder equal responsibility.

When all your eggs are in one basket,
you sometimes leave it on the ground to rest a bit,
but make sure you never drop it,
you will end up with only broken eggs,
not an omelette!

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Always think well of your Lord,
for good deeds,
humbly anticipate His rewards,
for bad deeds,
repent and expect His forgiveness,
for your needs, beg Him please,
for I don’t believe,
even for one second,
that whist our hands are outstretched,
towards our Creator,
The Most Generous One,
He would ever leave us empty handed!
No, not at all!
Our Lord is ever responsive,
ever loving,
hears our every call!
Our Lord is The Most Kind,
The Most Merciful!
It isn’t hard, it isn’t hard at all,
to always think well of your Lord,
even those of us,
with what seems to be,
the very least,
could spend an eternity,
counting blessings,
Allah will take care of it,
you need only ask for it,
my Allah, and yours, is always good,
so always think well of,
and always be pleased with,
your One True Lord.

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Lovers will meet,
against their better judgement.
Lovers cannot be held back,
by your invisible hands,
for love has blinded them,
as it often does,
to your invisible plans.
Assist them then,
in repentance, in marriage,
because my dears,
they have left their rationality,
and are in danger of loosing their piety,
they won’t see reason,
they can’t be bought,
lovers, shouldn’t be lovers at all,
they should be spouses,
help them to settle into their houses,
if you try to take destiny into your power,
you will loose out,
to one of the strongest,
most illogical,
forces of nature!

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Eid Mubarak,
brothers and sisters,
wishing you peace, joy,
heartfelt prayers,
May Allah forgive our sins,
and lighten our hearts,
and unite this Ummah,
until we shine like stars.

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Allah does not disappoint us,
we disappoint ourselves,
with our false expectations,
and lack of trust in Him.
Allah does not harm us,
we rip open our own hearts,
through our sins and misdeeds,
we wrong our souls,
and look for others, to place blame.
Allah is perfection, merciful, pure and loving,
we are weak, hasty, impatient and ungrateful,
we are sadly lacking,
in clarity of thought,
and remembrance of that worth remembering!

We are only human,
and especially in this day and age,
you better believe you deserve your suffering,
and if you are of the few, who does not,
and you are being placed in a trial, or test,
have you ever doubted for one moment,
that you would be compensated?
The next life,
is the real life,
for which we must strive,
we must trust Allah,
with the matters of this Duniya,
in order to secure our akhira!

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Most men have double standards,
when it comes to their women folk,
they love to look at women,
but hate that other men look at their women!
Except those that don’t mind,
if other men stare,
those are not men at all,
they are lower in value,
than the bugs that crawl,
on the ground.
Then there are the few,
who keep their eyes to the floor,
humble, sweet, respectful darlings,
a product of mummy’s decent upbringing,
these are the gems you want to marry,
and raise your boys to become like this, my fellow ladies,
so that the rest of us can continue to benefit,
from your hardwork,
you have managed to show him how to conquer, the darker parts of his innate nature,
congratulations to all good mothers,
and if Allah has chosen to guide you, my brother,
then truly,
nothing can defeat you,
when you have already defeated,
the insatiable nafs within you!

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Have you ever felt so alone and afraid,
that you begged Allah to send his armies of angels to protect and defend you?
Allah know best,
because I can’t explain,
but when I walked alone on those difficult days,
I felt a strong presence on my right hand side,
a good creature holds my hand.
An angel perhaps?
I did not feel it literally,
but spiritually,
and this again I can’t explain.
There are many matters which we don’t understand,
we are left in the dark,
faith and trust in Allah,
are matters of the heart.
Just keep praying,
it is never in vain,
we don’t know how protection will come, but it will come my friends,
I promise you.
Allahs promise is true.
He protects His believers who rely on Him alone,
they call out to him in desperation,
and all the angels that he sends,
we never do see,
but my friends if your lucky,
you will feel their presence.
May Allah protect you,
may Allah make you of those that seek His protection,
Ameen.

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

@is1another It’s probably just fennel covered in icing sugar, a common sweet treat used after meals in the subcontinent to help digestion!

[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

I’m the one for you,
you are the one for me,
few things are for sure,
but this I know,
in life there are very few certainties,
but we will surely harass one another for eternity,
I am the only one who will put up with you,
and you are the only one who can tolerate me,
and this is a form a love,
in Urdu we call it Bardaash,
in English we call it a pain in the arse,
but my love,
love of my life,
what do you expect,
when you make your sweetheart your wife?

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Blessed are the hands that serve,
they do not wait for permission,
to show kindness,
they itch,
to please you,
to satisfy you,
and bring you joy.
Blessed are the hands that work,
until they are fatigued,
they don’t sit idle,
waiting for someone in need,
they seek out good deeds.
Blessed are the hands worn out,
from a lifetime of sacrifice,
wrinkled, with the battle scars of life,
your grandmothers hands,
don’t just tell a story,
they contain her history.
Don’t forget to kiss,
the hands that serve you with love,
the hands of our parents, our grandparents, our spouses,
even the hands of our children,
deserve our affection.
My Most Majestic Lord,
The Source,
of all blessing,
has blessed the hands,
of the hardworking,
such is His promise,
and his promise is always true,
I wish you tremendous blessings,
I wish you find it easy to work hard,
in all the good that you do.

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[Frank Owen's Legendary Paintbrush🥀🇵🇸🇾🇪🇸🇩 @OwenPaintbrush]

15-year-old Shamima Begum is groomed and trafficked to Syria by ISIS, kills no one, has her British citizenship revoked.

Dr. Eastland Staveley volunteers for the IDF, brags about killing Palestinian children, returns home, gets a job in the NHS.

Spot the difference.

[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Gaza is a place,
where the best of the human race,
is being obliterated by the worst of it,
they stand some distance away,
uncaring, the carnage they create,
oh how they wrong thier souls!
They earn the eternal hellfire for a small amount of land!
The Palestinians, they keep sending to their beautiful graves.

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

The atheist and the believer,
are created the same,
both have bodies,
both have souls,
but the difference,
is in their perspectives,
the atheist, is looking to the ground,
and all he sees is dirt,
the believer, is looking to the sky, and he sees all the glories,
the moon and stars, sunrise, sunset, clouds, snow, hail, rain,
seeing all these beauties, these folks exclaim,
“We believe, we believe, we believe!”
While the atheist, always looking at the muck of the Earth,
has nothing else to do,
except deny, and complain!

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

The atheist and the believer,
are created the same,
both have bodies,
both have souls,
but the difference,
is in their perspectives,
the atheist, is looking to the ground,
and all he sees is dirt,
the believer, is looking to the sky, and he sees all the glories,
the moon and stars, sunrise, sunset, clouds, snow, hail, rain,
seeing all these beauties, these folks exclaim,
“We believe, we believe, we believe!”
While the atheist, always looking at the muck of the Earth,
has nothing else to do,
except deny, and complain!

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Beware the woman,
for whom,
appearance is everything.
Her house is clean,
but her heart is dirty.
Husbands clothes are always freshly pressed,
and so is her gossip,
she does not forget to extract it,
to ensure,
your weakness, is her business.
And she will be rubbing her successes,
under your nose.
More important,
than your friendship,
is that your remember your place,
beneath her.
You are delusional my love,
the mask has slipped my love,
at least for me,
I can finally see,
where there should be a soul,
a beating heart,
your body is without these,
it’s a shell,
completely empty.

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

As I watch the birds fly,
they seem all the more beautiful to me,
now I am trapped in this cage,
and they are flying free.
I bear witness that my All Powerful Lord has created beauty upon beauty,
that I don’t need to go far to see,
I just step outside my house,
an average home on an average street,
forget about the man made concrete jungle around me,
and the pigeons fly above me,
with colours of the woodlands speckled through them,
wearing white collars,
more innocent than the priests!
What a graceful flight!
They land on that streetlight,
and my heart lights up for these innocent souls,
soaring above the cares of the world,
and I forget mine,
momentarily.
Lets not forget the beauty,
beauty upon beauty,
you just need to observe a little more keenly,
to appreciate your Good Lord,
like you should,
and you should,
indefinitely.

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

If you must feel,
feel grateful,
for it is one emotion you are surely lacking!
And if you must despair,
despair at your deeds!
For you have surely not done enough!
And if you wish to, even the balance,
give abundantly,
in charity,
and if you must prepare,
prepare for death,
for it is one event you will surely face!

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[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

@Books4566 @GenevieveKueter @MrPitbull07 This is one of the reasons why suicide is a major sin in Islam, it’s akin to murder because it’s murder of the self, and absolutely loved ones left behind can never be at peace with it, I absolutely believe you 💯 and I am very sorry for your loss.

[Rayna @Poet_Rayna]

Perfect bodies do not exist.
Nor do perfect minds.
Why are we seeking perfection,
in a place where no amount of beauty treatments and surgeries,
can bring perfection?
Perfection is in the word of God.
Perfection is in a good deed loved by Him.
I have seen perfection in the eye of the flower,
perhaps you have seen it too,
in the swirl on a seashell?
Or the viens of a leaf?
Perfection is not within you and me.
We can work to preform,
a perfect good deed,
preserved in our records,
permanently,
through purifying the heart,
correcting the intention,
but no matter how hard we try,
we will always fall into sin,
and need,
regret, remorse, repentance and redemption.
It’s ok,
accept that you are not like the plants,
created to mathematical patterns,
like Fibonacci.
Its the fact we can choose to do good,
that sets us apart,
passing that test,
is what Allah loves the most,
it can raise our ranks,
above the angels!
So rejoice my imperfect brothers and sisters,
fall onto your knees in a beautiful repentance,
and anticipate eagerly,
your Lords rewards,
in the next life,
where we will finally get that tucked in waist and clear skin,
every good man will have physical strength,
and every good woman,
will be more beguiling,
than a bird of paradise!

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