He asks me,
why do you wear that,
I say, how can I explain
the sweetness of faith
to one who has never tasted
the sweetness of honey.
How can I explain
the coolness of my eye
to one who never
lived in the desert.
How can I explain
beauty and majesty
to a heart that’s blind.
I too wander and am weak,
I too wish others could see
…ME,
but I won’t give it up.
It’s mine.
I have lived in the light
and I won’t be oppressed
into the darkness.
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MashAllah sister, I love this poem. Its a great reminder of why I wear Hijab.
MashaAllaah! It’s what makes us Muslimahs beautiful, reserve, and UNIQUE!
You think what she wears is scary
But you have not judged her fairly
She wears what she does to please her Lord
And you wear your clothes to displease your Lord
Think not that she envies you with what you wear
Qualities which you have are abundant, but hers are rare
You may think her as simple & in your eyes low
But in the sight of her Creator her status daily may grow
She wishes nothing to be like you so think not that your better
Her weight of respect & honour in comparison to you is like a mountain to a feather
You run after fashion like a dog after his bone
She runs towards her Lord’s obedience, because to this she has sworn
While you embark on a journey which can lead to hell
Her Lord has honoured her with a status from which you fell
You think you feel sorry for her because what she has to do
But in reality she is pleased with herself & wishes nothing to be like you
Your tongue is full of filth with regards to her choice
She is the symbol & honour of Islam & to that we the Muslims rejoice
So offend her not, nor think of yourself as proud
Remember a day will come when we the Muslims will bury you with only a shroud