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ashura islamicpoetry karbala labbaikyahussain muharram1440 muslim shia whentheskiesweptblood

Asalam Aleikum, peace be upon you to all my brothers and sisters. I offer my sincerest condolences to the entire Muslim Ummah for the anniversary of the martyrdom of the Holy Prophet's grandson, Hussain, son of Ali, who was martyred on the 10th day or Ashura, of the first month of the Islamic Calendar, Muharram in a city called Karbala in modern day Iraq over 1400 years ago when he stood up against a tyrant and faced an army of tens of thousands with only 300 men and ultimately, gave the biggest sacrifice. In honour and commemoration of this sacrifice, I have decided to compile this book of Islamic poetry. I humbly present this book to you and pray that these small efforts please Allah the Almighty and the Ahlulbayt (PBUTA). I thank them for everything they have blessed me with.All Rights Reserved

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Dilbar | دلبر ✓ by dilarafoz

Dilbar (دلبر) - Lover ***** Samaira Baksh has sworn off love. The emotion in itself brought memories that were synonymous with a weak nightmare. For her, love was a forgotten feeling and farthest away from what could be considered true. But don't they say to expect the unexpected? A wedding brought her face to face with a man of silence harboring the most mystic eyes she had ever seen. And as it was, their eyes conversed, hearts left restless and the winds swore the unexpected had unfolded. The story of Samaira and Zaigham. A story to convey that your love belongs to you more than anyone else. A tale of mending hearts, melting words, and merry ever-afters. ***** Started: 01-01-2023 Completed: 27-02-2023 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 ©️ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐨𝐳 (This is a work of fiction and does NOT represent Islam in any way.)

It wasn't meant to be ✔️ by Aax_axxx

PREVIOUSLY NAMED 'Maybe it was never meant to be...' "Why did you do this to me? WHY ME? AN ALREADY BROKEN girl? Why did you show me a fake world and destroy it along with me? Why Ismail? Why?" I broke out in tears. I had been silent for far too long. I needed to speak up for myself. For how long would I live like this, a puppet, a slave, a useless nobody, someone who'll never have any importance in his eyes despite being in his Nikah. He took a threatening step towards me, to which I flinched in response. He smirked knowing he will always have control over me. "Cause my jaan, it's much more fun to show a living corpse a new world and then lead them to hell then it is to do so to someone normal, I guess." He stated shrugging his shoulders. I took the vase from the table and smashed near his feet. "Why? Why did you marry me to ruin me? Why can't you see that you've ruined me enough. Just kill me. KILL ME NOW!" I shrieked His eyes darkened as I said those words, I regretted saying them as soon as I saw his reaction. He calmly bent down. Anticipating his next move as a slap or a punch, I wait with my eyes shut tight but nothing comes. I opened one eye followed by the other and see he is picking up the pieces of glass from the vase I threw, calmly and placing them on his palm and his long fingers. He realised I was staring and smiled, an evil one. "I won't kill you cause I need you for MY needs, but I can give you a taste of death, if you're that eager." He lunged towards me and wrapped the same hand that he had placed broken pieces of glass on, around my neck. I could feel blood oozing out of my neck but his grip kept tightening, not caring about my pain or tears. He kept going. I don't know what was hurting more my lungs from the lack of oxygen or my neck from the glass pieces that were piercing into it. After what felt like a century, he released my neck. I dropped back gasping for air. But he wasn't done with me yet...

It has always been you! by shehwarali

"...Don't show that you cared about my happiness, when you actually didn't. I doubt if you ever truly did care." I whispered the last part menacingly at him, clenching my jaw as my eyes filled with tears. The way his face hardened and his eyes dilated, I assumed he heard me as a muscle in his jaw ticked. I lowered my pointing finger and wiped my tears furiously from the back of my hand, looking away. "It's good that you got to know about everything before this marriage facade got out of our hands. Now, you'll realize that you never had any feelings for me and it was just an infatuation." He scoffed, looking away. His adam's apple bobbed as his veins popped out lividly. "Don't you dare insult my love, Wali! My love for you was so pure. You know what? You don't even deserve it." I told him, swallowing the lump in my throat. My voice came out harsh as my breath grew thin and ragged. I tried to control myself, reminding there were people in this house. Ya Allah, who was this man standing in front of me? ----- Meet Wali Rehman Khan and Aleyha Shaikh. They both grew up together, they were cousins by fate but best friends by choice. Wali had always been overprotective of her and deeply cares for her, fulfilling her every demand. She thought he loves her the way she loves him but how can he love when he hates even the thought of love? She had believed he would always be there for her but how wrong she was! He left and was back after five painful years. She no longer was the same teenager he last saw or knew, she had changed and changed for good. But still, around him, she didn't know how to feel. She tried but her heart was no longer in her control and she paid a heavy cost due to that. Was the payment worth it? Was it all along Allah's plan? -------------

The Three Struggling Muslimahs by Salmitta97

This is a story about three Muslim girls who always tried to keep everything they did halaal. Khawla, Rayhanah and Nusaiba strived day in day out to lower their gaze, avoid all haraam relationships and even master the Quran. What they didn't know was that Allah (S.W) had a different plan for them. A more beautiful one at that. . . . Muhammad, Umar and Khaleed had always been best of friends. They always motivated each other to be better Muslim men for their creator and their significant others. These 3 boys always looked at life with a different angle. They lived pious lives and were about to influence people's lives in ways they would never truly understand. . . . Writer's note: I am human and I make mistakes. please correct me when I am wrong. Shukraan Jazakallah ❤. First book. Please be kind 🙏 . . . Please vote after every chapter. ❤ . . . Cover by @twinkle_teardrops

The Red Empress: A Forgotten Tale Of The Ottoman Empire by Nana-land

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Inked by Nusy_idrisu

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Where there is Love , there is Karbala . by arshi_786

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She Is My Hayaat by hayatiofparadise

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Dilbar | دلبر ✓

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