To you oh Muslim sister…


A pretty smile and innocent eyes; lovely skin with hands the cutest size
 
Rosy cheeks and cherry lips; if she was a waitress, shed be making all the tips
 
So much beauty does she offer; oh never has one seen skin so softer
 
The slimmest waist and yes perfect height; to stare at her all amongst men sure just might
 
Trendy fashions does she make look good; care to dress simpler or would you be misunderstood?
 
Walking through the busy mall on a Saturday; don’t you notice boys staring rite her way?
 
Smirking at the attention that she draws; as shaytaan sits there sharpening his claws
 
Bodies moving and close mingling; is this not to your Lord so displeasing?
 
That designer bag and new shoes just bought; won’t it give man an evil thought?
 
You dress up tight and accessorize; forgetting that Aakhirah is the ultimate prize
 
Why dear sister do you parade? Behold this dunya is just a charade
 
Sparkling diamonds and glittering gold; will they still look good on you the day you lay still and cold?
 
Wisen up oh sister, the fortunate one; for surely has Allah blessed you amongst his chosen ones
 
Drop that call and depart from the mall; remember Allah does see us all
 
Cover up and reclaim your self; reach out to Al Quran which lay neglected on your shelf
 
Hasten to your home and begin to lament; it is only then you shall breathe Heavens scent
 
Save yourself oh sister, before it’s too late; Inshallah you will awake at Jannah’s pearly gate, Jannah’s pearly gate…

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