5P5S challenge || Day five

Strolling past this beautiful masjid, I couldn’t resist the urge to snap a few shots. The intricate details and dark wooden door was just captivating, stealing the gazes of passer’s by.

But we must remember, it is of no use spending tons of money and using expensive materials to build extravagant mosques if it will merely be admired from far!
A masjid is truly beautiful when it is occupied with believers engaged in worship; reciting the holy quraan, offering prayers or just keeping the tongues busy with the remembrance of our Lord. Only then will blessings fill the air.

The Prophet (peace be upon him) said: “Whoever builds a mosque for Allah, Allah will build for him likewise in Paradise.” [Sahîh al-Bukhârî and Sahîh Muslim]

I nominate https://thelifeandtimesofummahmad.wordpress.com

5P5S challenge || Day four

I love handwritten letters                          How they’re so sincere and thoughtful  How elegant sophisticated handwriting becomes furious scribbles                        The letters jumbled in excitement and barely readable words scrawled on the lines
Then excitedly writing back
The anticipation of waiting for a reply
Oh I do love a handwritten letter.

P.s- I nominate yusra..

5P5S challenge || Day two

~Tossing and turning restlessly, her mind at the brink of exploding with cluttered thoughts, she recalled the verse regarding night prayer~
~And from [part of] the night, pray with it as additional [worship] for you; it is expected that your Lord will resurrect you to a praised station.
17:79~
~Cool water trickled through her fingers as she performed ablution. A sense of peace was beggining to dawn upon her as she felt purified inside and out~
`Rolling out a prayer mat with only the silver cresent as her lamp, she stood before her Lord to pray~
~To her majestic creator she bowed, tears spilling down her cheeks in gratefulness of being from the few awake amidst the millions in deep slumber.~
~As her forehead touched the ground in prostration, tranqulity washed over her. Softly, she whispered to her Lord the most high, shedding tears as it struck her that the silent prayers of her sinning soul are echoed up in heaven.~
~Scattered troubles drifted from her mind and she truly felt a burden being lifted as she rose smiling from prostration.~
~Gently turning the pages of the Holy Qurān, she pondered over the beautiful verses, that only He could have so perfectly composed..

I nominate jammyjue..

No Trace of Humanity

Not a shred of compassion,

a hint of mercy,

not an ounce of love,

let alone a trace of humanity.

 

Oh continue creating

assault rifles and bombs so defeaning,

I will never stop fighting,

just know that my lord is watching.

 

How can you gaze into that innocent child’s eyes,

yet still force that trigger back, causing her demise.

 

A bullet pierces the tender skin,

tearing the flesh of my beloved kin,

I know she will now find peace within,

as she returns to heaven,

where she’ll be rewarded therein.

 

But is it too much to ask for?

To want a life of serenity.

Oh what does it matter,

for I’m sure my Lord will soon call for me.