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Making Pure Intentions for Eid


In Muslim populated areas crime levels soar on Eid day and most of those crimes are drug or alcohol-related. Fights break out and people are arrested. What a sad state that is.

Are you a Muslim or a Ramadan Muslim? What is a Muslim? Islam means submission and a Muslim is someone who submits to Islam. Who are we submitting to? The One who created us. How should we submit? By following His orders and staying away from His Prohibitions. Do you want to be a Muslim just in Ramadan, or do you want to be a Muslim all year around? Do you want to keep this feeling of happiness alive throughout the year?

Ramadan is the training ground for the rest of the year. We are soon to be completing our training. There is still time to push ourselves harder, more time to search our souls, enough time to reach out to Allah and beg of His Guidance and Forgiveness. Ramadan is like building a beautiful home. Brick by brick, deed by deed, good word by good word we build our house of righteousness. Why would we want to smash it all down on Eid?

“Do not be like the woman who had broken her yarn into pieces after spinning it firmly” (16:92)

This analogy offered by Allah should make us think. This woman he is describing has spent a long time spinning little fragments of cotton into fine yarn only to then pull it all apart again. This Ramadan, we worked hard, fasting, praying, sacrificing, abstaining all to try and make ourselves strong in faith. We must work twice as hard to keep doing these actions in order to not undo all the hard work we have achieved. We must make strong intentions now, not to return to the same state we were in before Ramadan. Allah says;

“Verily, those who say: `Our Rubb is Allah (Alone),’ and then they stand firm, on them the angels will descend (at the time of their death) (saying): ‘Fear not, nor grieve! But receive the glad tidings of Jannah which you have been promised! We have been your friends in the life of this world and are (so) in the Hereafter. Therein you shall have (all) that your inner-selves desire, and therein you shall have (all) for which you ask. An entertainment from (Allah), the Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful.” (41:30-32)

By returning to sinfulness after Eid, we are turning our back on this promise of Allah. He has offered us Paradise on account of us standing firm – Istiqama – staying upright and making strong intentions to stay on The Straight Path of Allah. During Ramadan, we felt the natural high, we got the opportunity for a sense of belonging with the Muslim Ummah, our hearts softened upon hearing the Qur’an and our hope soared when we made duah. Let us not then go back to the life we had before. Let us keep the spirit of Ramadan alive!

Relapse Prevention

failing-to-plan-is-planning-to-failThe number one contingency plan to prevent relapse on or soon after Eid is good planning. If we don’t plan things through we are more likely to succumb to urges and cravings or invitations from bad company. As Eid day arrives its a bit like being a smoker on a long flight. While travelling, the smokers knows he cannot light up a cigarette so his cravings do not set in, otherwise known as ‘long flight syndrome’. But the moment he is out of the airport the cravings are so intense its the first thing he does. While we were fasting we were not able to indulge in our addictions and we often lose the urge to sin, yet the moment the opportunity arises all those cravings and urges come back. We need to be prepared. Start getting your Eid plans in well in advance of the actual day. It may be that bad friends are already making their plans. We need to keep away from them. We must stick to good company. If we are alone, we can find out what our local mosque has planned or try to team up with other individuals on their own like new Muslim reverts, foreign students etc. We need to make sure we have closed every door to relapse on Eid.

The purpose of Eid

Not many people know this, but the purpose of Eid is to be thankful. Allah tells us this;

“…So complete the period (of fasting). Glorify Allah (and thank Him) for the guidance He has granted. Perhaps, you would be grateful!” (2:185)

Notice in this Verse Allah says “perhaps” we will be grateful. This means that not every one of us who observe Ramadan will be grateful at the end. During this month, we will have received so many blessings from Allah. His Mercy rained down on us, yet were we thankful to Him? A sign that our Ramadan has been accepted by Allah  is if we show gratitude to Allah on the day of Eid. Let us be among those who are grateful. A strong intention now will help us. One way Allah asks us to show our gratitude to Him is to praise Him. We can recite;

Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar, laa ilaaha ill-Allaah, Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar, wa Lillaahi’l-hamd (Allaah is Most Great, Allaah is Most Great, there is no god except Allaah, Allaah is Most Great, Allaah is Most Great, and all praise be to Allaah). 

The Prophet, pbuh, would recite this Hamd – Praise of Allah – from sunset as he broke his last fast of Ramadan. He would repeat this througout the night and the following day, especially while walking to the mosque for Eid prayer. This is one of the sunnahs of Eid.

Follow the Sunnah of Eid – The following is an excerpt from

1 – It is mustahabb to recite takbeer during the night of Eid from sunset on the last day of Ramadaan until the imam comes to lead the prayer. The format of the takbeer is as follows: 

Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar, laa ilaaha ill-Allaah, Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar, wa Lillaahi’l-hamd (Allaah is Most Great, Allaah is Most Great, there is no god except Allaah, Allaah is Most Great, Allaah is Most Great, and all praise be to Allaah). 

Or you can say Allaahu akbar three times, so you say: 

Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar, laa ilaaha ill-Allaah, Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar, wa Lillaahi’l-hamd (Allaah is Most Great, Allaah is Most Great, Allaah is Most Great, there is no god except Allaah, Allaah is Most Great, Allaah is Most Great , Allaah is Most Great, and all praise be to Allaah). 

Both are permissible. 

Men should raise their voices reciting this dhikr in the marketplaces, mosques and homes, but women should not raise their voices. 

2 – You should eat an odd number of dates before leaving for the Eid prayer, because the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) did not set out on the day of Eid until he had eaten an odd number of dates. He should stick to an odd number as the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) did. 

3 – You should wear your best clothes – this is for men. With regard to women, they should not wear beautiful clothes when they go out to the Eid prayer-place, because the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) said: “Let them go out looking decent” i.e., in regular clothes that are not fancy. It is haraam for them to go out wearing perfume and makeup. 

4 – Some of the scholars regarded it as mustahabb to do ghusl for the Eid prayer, because it is narrated that some of the salaf did this. Doing ghusl for Eid prayer is mustahabb, just as it is prescribed for Jumu’ah because one is going to meet people. So if one does ghusl, that is good. 

5 – The Eid prayer. The Muslims are unanimously agreed that the Eid prayer is prescribed in Islam. Some of them say that it is Sunnah, some say that it is fard kafaayah (a communal obligation) and some say that it is fard ‘ayn (an individual obligation), and that not doing it is a sin. They quoted as evidence the fact that the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) commanded even the virgins and women in seclusion, i.e., those who did not ordinarily come out, to attend the Eid prayer place, except that those who were menstruating should keep away from the prayer-place itself, because it is not permissible for a menstruating woman to stay in the mosque; it is permissible for her to pass through but not to stay there.

Beware of Shaitan

The Shaitan were chained during the month of Ramadan and they will be released at sunset of the last fast. They will flee from their chains yet they will be weak at first and we will be strong. Our bodies may be weak from tiredness, hunger and thirst but the hearts of the Muslims are strong. Insha’Allah Allah has given us a head start over the devils who will be fasting on Eid. Let us try to be conscious of every shaitanic thought that enters our minds and counteract them with the remembrance of Allah.

So let us strive hard Oh Muslims, just as we did in Ramadan. Let us not slip back into our old ways or hang out with the old crowd. Let us do everything we can to overcome our sinfulness and stay on The Straight Path to Allah. InshaAllah we have become purified like the day we were born. Let us not add dirt to those clean slates. May Allah help us, Ameen.

Don't let the world pull you away from the goodness you have found
Don’t let the world pull you away from the goodness you have found

Have You Got That Friday Feeling?

The Importance of Observing Jummah in our Recovery 

keep-calm-and-smile-it-s-friday-3For many non-Muslims living in the West, such as UK and USA, Friday signifies the end of the week and the start of the weekend. “You got that Friday feeling”. Everything, somehow seems a little less depressing. The stresses of the week begin to disappear. Talks culminate around the office about where people are going at the weekend, for drinks or clubs. The girls discuss what they will wear, excitement is in the air. The atmosphere is buzzing. For a Muslim in recovery from substances, we need to let Friday take on a new meaning. But there is no reason why we should stop buzzing, just how we buzz!

What is a buzz anyway? Compare the buzz of something haram – forbidden – to somethingkeep-calm-and-enjoy-jummah that is halal – permissible in Islam. A scholar once said that when think about sinning like its something tasty and desirable but once we bite into it, we realise it is bitter and disgusting. We see worship as something distasteful but once we have bitten into it we realise how wonderfully tasty it is. As we work deeds of righteousness our hearts are filled with faith and we taste its sweetness. This is where the true buzz is. That spiritual high gained from submitting to Allah can not be compared to any haram buzz we have ever chased in this world.

As recovering addicts we must look for ways to create a structure into our lives. Recovery thrives on routine day in day out, week in week out. Unlike the monotony of addiction, living a spiritual life brings happy memories, good times and good companions. The weekly Jummah prayer will help us refocus each week and keep striving for betterment.

The Sunnah of Friday: 

Abu Hurayrah (رضي الله عنه) narrated that that the Messenger of Allaah (صلى الله عليه وسلم) said: “The five daily prayers and from one Jumu’ah to the next is an expiation for whatever sins come in between them, so long as one does not commit a major sin.”
[Muslim 233]

As with all matters in Islam,jummah_reminders__d_by_madimar-d5jtjqz we follow the guidance of the Prophet, pbuh, and try to emulate his way on the Day of Jummah by taking a bath. This is itself has a spiritual effect by uplifting us awakening the soul, preparing ourselves for the prayer. Men are encouraged to wear nice perfumes like musk. Traditional perfumes make us feel pure and connect to the Prophet, pbuh, who used to love perfumes. As we leave our homes, or places of work to join the congregation, we spot other Muslims who are on their way. We feel that vibe, a sense of connection with the ummah, a feeling of belonging. This lifts the mood and makes us feel the love of brotherhood and sisterhood. We give salam – greetings of peace- and smile at our Muslim family and earn rewards just for that.

The Prophet Muhammad, pbuh, said: “On the day of Jummah, the angels stand at the entrance of that Masjid in which Jummah salaat is to be offered. They write down the name of the person who enters the Masjid first, and thereafter the name of the person who follows, and they continue doing this. The person who entered first will receive the reward of sacrificing a camel in the path of Allah; the one who followed him will get the reward of sacrificing a cow, thereafter a chicken, thereafter the reward of giving an egg as charity in the path of Allah. Once the khutbah commences, the angels close the register and begin listening to the khutbah. “ (Bukhari and Muslim)

With this above hadith in mind, we must strive to get to the mosque as early as we can, to earn the most reward and try to sit in the front row. Punctuality is a great virtue and we must practice this. We should strive for the best. We must not be lazy for laziness gets in the way of punctuality. Being early will help us to practise another virtue that will help us in our recovery from sinfulness: PATIENCE! As we wait for the other worshipers to arrive, and for the Imam to begin his speech, we can sit quietly, contemplating and reflecting. This is a perfect time for us to perform Muhassaba (self reflection) and think about the week.

When the Imam stands to talk, we must listen hard. Choose a mosque that offers a speech in your own language so you can really benefit. This might be the only opportunity some of get this week to hear some advise about Islam, so we must really concentrate. The Prophet, pbuh, ordered his companions not to talk, not even to return someones Salam, and not to fidget or fiddle with things in our hands. We lose rewards if we do this.


As we stand shoulder to shoulder with our fellow Muslims and perform the prayer we feel the closeness of our Muslim family. Addiction and sinfulness can take us to isolated places. Attending Jummah prayers helps us to see familiar faces in the congregation and gives us an opportunity to meet Muslims who strive for a good life. This is a good time to make new friends and seek companionship that will help us to stay on The Straight Path.

What about the ladies?

The Prophet Muhammad ordered his companions to never prevent women from attending the mosque to pray, however, this is not always practical for a woman for different reasons. Sisters, we must make effort to pray our Friday Dhuhr prayer on time and spend more time on this prayer than we might do on others. Take time to think and reflect. And for those sisters who are unable to pray due to our monthly cycles we must also try to keep the Jummah vibe going by encouraging the men in our lives to get to the mosque early and we can perform other good deeds, like sitting quietly, reflecting and supplicating to Allah. Friday is a perfect time for making duah and asking for Allah’s Help.

Friday Dhikr

The Messenger of Allah (pbuh) said: “There is such an hour on Friday that if any Muslim makes dua in it, his dua will definitely be accepted.” (Bukhari & Muslim)

It is mostly revered that this hour falls between Asr prayer and Maghrib every Friday. We must try to seek this out, especially in the winter when time is short. As Friday night approaches, a difficult time for Muslims who sin, if we have spent the afternoon in dhikr we have put relapse prevention into place. By the time the evening comes around, the desire to engage in sinful activities will have passed us by.

Sending peace on the Prophet

It is highly recommended to send peace and blessings upon the Prophet,pbuh,  on Fridays

It was narrated from Abu Hurayrah that the Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) said: “There is no one who sends salaams upon me, but Allaah will restore to me my soul so that I may return his salaams.”(Abi Dawood, 1795)

Each time we sent salam on the Prophet, pbuh, he sends ten back to us. We receive the prayers of him for us. How amazing is that? Are we not in need of his intervention?

Make it last

Now we have got that Friday Jummah feeling; the natural buzz, a spiritual high, let us take that vibe with us right through the weekend. Make this the booster that we need that can see us through and help us stay clean and serene throughout the weekend and the week to come. As the Prophet, pbuh, said “Jummah is the Eid of the week” so lets keep it real.




Malaika is the wife of an addict, daughter of an alcoholic and tells us in her true account of how that experience led her to bringing a knife to her own skin. Malaika is one among many with this story. She explains it was counselling that helped her move forward;

I have always felt a sense of abandonment since I was a little girl. Even when Dad was around, I would look out of the window and watch the other Dads kicking a ball around or taking their kids to the park. My Dad would be lying on the sofa with a can next to him, watching the news and shushing us all up until he would drift off to sleep. Eventually, my mum decided enough was enough and they agreed to split up. I was nine when Dad walked out that day with a bag over his shoulder. Watching kids Christmas TV he nudged me with his foot. “Bye then” he said. I didn’t realise “Bye” was actually “Goodbye forever”. Watching him from the window as he took off down the hill I had a sense that something was different about that goodbye but I would never have imagined that he was walking out on me and my brothers forever.

As weeks turned into months and the court case for the divorce occurred, the Judge asked my Dad “Do you want access to see your children?” to which he said no. Why? Why, didn’t he want to see me? Nine years old and looking myself in the mirror, ‘maybe I’m not pretty enough, or maybe I wasn’t good enough, or maybe there is something wrong with me! Why doesn’t he want me?’ I asked myself. Apparently, he was shaking like crazy at court and stinking of booze already by 10am. All I can conclude is, he needed a drink more than he needed me.

So I got through primary school with resilience telling myself that I didn’t need a dad but deep down something big was missing from my life. I would say “no Dad is better than a rubbish Dad” but having no Dad really sucked. I wanted a hero in my life. Strong muscular arms to throw me in the air. My Dad used to call me his princess. But it just felt like a lie when the princess was lying in bed most nights wondering if her King was dead or alive.

And so I hit my teens. And that’s where the abandonment really started to sink in. Every time I fell out with a mate I would feel that stabbing pain of rejection all over again. Every time a boy dumped me, I felt unwanted and unloved. I took those painful feelings with me to uni. That’s where all that damage really messed me up. All I wanted was someone to value me but I was looking in all the wrong places. I sold myself short and got burnt several times.

It was in my second year of uni that I met my husband-to-be. It makes sense now looking back that I would pick an addict to fall in love with. People do say girls marry someone just like their father after-all, right? So when the honey moon period wore off and he was out most nights on drugs I felt like that little girl all over again. I would cry into my pillow, wondering what was wrong with me. I was angry at myself because I had let my little girl inside me down. I would lie there with an urge to scratch my legs in frustration.

So I started using my nails to scratch at my legs, and then my arms. It felt good at first and would take the emotional pain away for a while. But then I would feel guilty yet at the same time I wanted to do something worse than just scratching my legs. Every time my husband would go out using drugs I would get the strongest of urges to cut myself.

One day a glass fell out of the cupboard and smashed on the floor. As I went to clean it up I saw a large chunk with sharp edges. Without thinking, I grabbed the glass and put it to my arm. I was so close to cutting myself but I stopped knowing that Allah was watching me. That’s all it took to stop me. I realised I felt out of control. I could not control my husbands addiction and I was looking for something I could control.

Only a couple of weeks later and after an argument about my husbands drug use, in tears I reached for the kitchen knife. Frantically, I was about to cut my arm, then thought, ‘no, someone will see that’, then I looked all over my body trying to find somewhere to cut that no one would see. I found a place, the least likeliest place someone could spot; my inner thigh. I put the knife to my skin and started to scratch at the skin with it. It was not very sharp and I wanted to draw blood. I was about to cut deeper when suddenly I stopped. “Allah can see! Allah can see!” I sobbed and dropped the knife.

There were two reasons why I wanted to cut myself. Firstly, because I wanted something I could try to control and secondly because I was so angry at myself for letting myself down, for feeling abandoned all over again.  I knew as a child I had no choice in what I went through. But I was sticking by a man who had no value for me and I was choosing to stay in that relationship. I hated myself for it. But I realised the state I had got into and I knew I needed professional help. The next day I found a counselling service for carers of addicts in my area. I started a course of sessions and through that help I was able to see the value of myself. I realised I was worth so much more than how my husband was treating me. I realised that my own mental health was at risk by staying with him.

We are now seperated and I am much happier now. I know who I am and what I want from life. I was blessed by Allah not to get stuck into a cycle of self-harming. It was purely my fear of Allah that prevented me from doing that to myself. I was so close. I knew Allah would be angry with me if I did it and I was afraid of His punishment. I was also afraid that this would take me away from His Mercy and I knew that self-harm could be addictive. It was out of pure desperation and anguish that took me to that path. I am grateful to Allah that He helped me before things got out of hand. I urge carers of addicts to get help for themeselves for their own sanity. I know its really hard to cope with being married to an addict. He was destroying himself but I nearly destroyed myself too. I am better than that.

A carers Ramadan

My name is Umm Saeed. My husband is a heroin and crack addict. I have been stuck in a cycle for 8 years now. My family has been through many twists and turns as my husbands addiction has escalated at times, wound down at others and stopped altogether on some fleeting moments. Oh how I live for those moments! I get those times in Ramadan, mostly.

Every year it is the same. Before Ramadan, I am at my wits end. My husband’s, lets call him Fiaz, addiction is usually way off the scale. For some reason it seems every year before Ramadan I want to end the marriage. Things have usually got really bad. I threaten to kick him out of the house. But every year he says “Give me a chance! Ramadan is round the corner. I will get clean in Ramadan and I will change, you’ll see!”. So I do wait and see. On the eve of Ramadan Fiaz makes lots of duah to Allah. He says, this is the year I will do it, and he believes it, even though he said that every year for the past 8 years of our marriage. And the sad thing is, I believe it too.

There is a mixture of true and sincere belief in Allah that anything is possible when you turn to Him for help and submit yourselves. And then there is a mixture of doubt. After years of Ramadans passing me by I feel deep down that this year will just be like the others. I recall each and every Ramadan of the past. It was a beautiful time. It was a break from the chaos of the rest of the year. Where there was hatred between us, resentments and anger, the Mercy of Allah pours down and enters my heart. I start serving him again, like a dutiful wife. I accept his arms slipping around my waist while I prepare the iftah. I enjoy the closeness of his chest as we hug and a tear falls as I wish it could be like this all year around. All my defense barriers crumble down and I let my heart reach out to him. It’s almost like I am addicted to these moments. Its these beautiful times, where I see what our marriage could be like, that keeps me stuck here. I know its possible then you see. People don’t know why I stick by him. But I see that when there are no drugs in our life, its actually almost perfect. In the same way he craves crack, I crave to get these moments back.

Some years he relapses in Ramadan and we are both devastated. But we both feel so close to Allah’s Mercy that we both cry to Him for Forgiveness, and I forgive Fiaz too. We then get back on that horse and get through the rest of the month. I’ve met other women in my position who have said they can’t fast because they are too stressed. But I need this month to bring up my own eeman (faith) and strengthen my own self. Just like my husband is trying to get clean I am trying to be a better Muslim too. I have spent so much of the year angry, shouting, swearing and backbiting him that I feel burdened down by my own sins. I need Ramadan to ‘get clean’ in my own way.

Then Eid day comes and all that love and closeness and happiness leaves with Ramadan. He usually relapses on Eid day, or soon after. And with that, my heart is broken again. With all my defense mechanisms broken down it hurts more than it did before Ramadan. The pain of the heart being broken again, in places where there existed deep scars is hard to bear. And the yearly cycle starts all over again. This has been my eight year wheel.

So what about now? How am I going to make this Ramadan different. Fiaz is clean again, absorbing himself in Ramadan. And I am aware of keeping myself safe. I have not dropped all my defenses this year because I feel the heart ache of disappointment if he relapses on Eid. I am sick of this cycle and I want this to be the year that it all stops. I do not choose to live this life anymore. I want to be brave and say if he relapses after Eid I will kick him out. But at the same time part of me wonders if I have the strength to do it. So I will use this Ramadan to make myself strong so that whatever the outcome I am ready to face anything.

I realise, looking back, that I have spent most of the last 8 years thinking about Fiaz and his addiction. What is he doing? Who is he with? Where is he going? I have monitored him, checked his emails, his texts, his phone bills. I could get a job in the FBI with my skills. I have spent so much time worrying about him that I have suffered from anxiety and feelings of depression. There have been times when I have felt like harming myself, or just wishing Allah would take my soul so that I would not have to bear the pain of living with an addict any longer. I realise now, that I wanted the easy way out. All that head space I have given to Fiaz, trying to get him to come back to the Straight Path of Allah, while all the time I was slipping myself without even realising. I held onto my prayers, just about but my Islam was far from where I wanted it to be. All because I paid so much attention to Fiaz and his actions.

This Ramadan I want to focus on myself and my relationship with Allah. I realise, how can I offer myself to anyone else if I am already feeling incomplete? The only way for me to complete myself and feel whole is to attach myself to Allah. To do the very thing that I encourage Fiaz to do. If I have Allah then it does not matter what happens with Fiaz. I will have the strength to bear whatever test Allah presents me with. I encourage all other carers of addicts to do the same this Ramadan. We worry about our addicts 11 months of the year, at the very least we must worry about ourselves for this month, we owe ourselves that at least.

Coping with the burden

Living on the edge of despair
The brink of what we can bear
A nervous disposition
checking up on them with precision

Living with dreams and hope
In the darkness we grope
Grope for solutions
Only finding confusions

All thats left is prayers
To voice all our carers
While our loved ones have deaf ears
Allah washes away sins with our tears

The Path of the Goblins

The heroin fairy has blinded you with her brown dust
Now a want has become a must
Living a life of needs and lust
Now your loved ones have lost all trust

You walk one way, they turn their backs
You’re becoming lost so you follow the devils tracks
And find the streets pathed with crack
Where every path has a canopy of black

The roads lead the same way in the end
a devil calling you closer at every bend
These journeys days are beginning to blend
you think our hearts are too broken to mend

Locked in a world where goblins are real
Numb and dazed, you no longer can feel
How can you remove your hearts’ seal
when you’ve invited the devils to walk by your heel?

People stare and think “he’s not quite right”
They think “has this person lost his sight?”
You’ve given up on lifes fight
And the glimmer of light is pushed out of sight

THe magnetism of the goblin mile
Queing for the dealers in single file
Splashing the cash on your brown fairy bile
Purchasing your ticket to stay in Hell for a while

So what if I told you that fairies aint real?
And its the devil who chose your life to steal
Dont listen to his whispers surreal!
Out of your heart, he is making a meal

Theres only one way to get out of the gloom
To change your destination of doom
COme out of the shadows where the shayateen loom
And travel to the light, theres plenty of room

I will make a mention
that it takes one certain intention
and taking weight of your deeds with full attention
And then conscious effort towards abstention

WIth the remembrance of the Glorious He
The goblins alarmed and shaking will flee
and then you will be able to see
Perhaps, who knows, you may even find me

Shattered Heart

Is it possible for a heart to break one thousand times
a stabbing pain for all their crimes
every time they drink or use
I suffer from emotional abuse

With every hurt and every shame
every tear my heart does maim
And still I decide to stay
And hope my sins will wash away

The Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him), “No Muslim suffers tiredness, exhaustion, worry, grief, annoyance or distress, not even a thorn that pricks him, but Allah will expiate some of his sins thereby.”

(al-Bukhari, Muslim).

Ramadan Guest, don’t go

The sand of time is running out
Ramadan is leaving us soon
And still I am lost in doubt
As I await the date stalk crisp moon

Will things be wholesome and new
Will Shawaal bring happiness
Will all the good deeds be continued
or will they wear out like a tattered dress

Oh Ramadan cant you stay for a while?
Things are always better when you are here
Oh Ramadan It feels so lifting to smile
Everything feels so much more sincere

The rest of the year is so tough without you
Its like I can only get by when you are here
You’re my crutch that helps me walk through
The roads of life that I tread with great fear

Oh Ramadan without you I am lost
Thirty days is not enough
To bring eternal change and hope
So stay awhile don’t leave. Don’t go