"Fasting is a shield with which a servant protects himself from the fire."
Ramadan
Is like a rare flower
That blossoms once a year
And just as you begin to smell its fragrance
It disappears for another year
Make the most of it now
While you still have the chance
For the harvesting season is here
And it won't last
The last 10 days
Have approached so fast
And as the days wizz past
How do our deeds fare
Put your heart in action
And your limbs in gear
Multiply your deeds
So your rewards be dear
Ramadan is here, Here is Ramadan.
Ramadan is coming, The time that is blessed.
Ramadan is coming, The time we love best.
The month in which the Qur'an was sent;
A time of great blessing in which to repent.
Fasting for Allah is a great Muslim deed;
Controlling desires and Suppressing greed.
"There is an unseen sweetness in the stomach's emptiness. We are lutes. When the sound box is filled, no music can come forth. When the brain and the belly burn from fasting, every moment a new song rises out of the fire. The mists clear, and a new vitality makes you spring up the steps before you . . ."
"Oh you who believe! Fasting is prescribed to you as it was prescribed to those before you, that you many learn piety and righteousness"
May the Ramadan bring you
peace and prosperity,
good health and wealth,
and brighten your life forever
Read in abudndance the Holy Quran
Abstain from food, drink and cohabitation
M aintain your nightly trips to Masjid for Taraweeh
A bsolve yourself from Hellfire through seeking forgiveness
D eeds of good, never too many to have
A ttempt to find and utilise the Night of Power in the odd nights of the last 10
N ever return to the sins you have turned your back on in this month
O Ramadan, be gentle,
the tears of the believers pour forth,
and their hearts are anxious from the pain of separation.
And why shouldn't the tears flow from the believers
upon the parting (of Ramadan) whilst he knows not
whether he shall live to see its return!
The month of fasting has come,
the emperor's banner has arrived,
withhold your hand from food,
the spirit's table has arrived.
The soul has escaped from separation
and bound nature's hands;
the heart of error is defeated,
the army of faith has won.
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