Words From Heaven

The words gracefully marched in unison, vibrating all along, to where they were meant to gather. It was as if a gentle breeze was blowing, finding its way to the deepest corner of my heart, and soothing my soul with its rhythmic movement. Sorrow, worries, and distress were swept away like dried and dead leaves, and all I knew was peace. The soft carpet below my feet, the warmth of the shoulders brushing mine from both sides, and the aroma of musk that incensed the air further plunged me...


Are You Different?

“Islam began as something strange, and will revert to being strange as it began. So give glad tidings to the strangers.” -The Messenger of Allah (may Allah’s peace and blessings be upon him) (narrated by Muslim from Abu Hurayrah) Are you a stranger? Or are you just an average Joe? Are you DIFFERENT? Or do you fit in with the crowd just fine? Below is a poem from spoken word poet Silent-K (Raa’id Khan) on the identity of Muslim youth.


Prophet Muhammad’s Dream

Imagine the anguish of pincers repeatedly tearing your cheeks apart. Imagine lying on your back and having a large man looming over you throwing a boulder at your head and the agony head being smashed into pieces. Imagine the torment of being trapped in a very hot oven and every time you try coming out, fire erupts and you just go sliding down. Imagine swimming in a river of blood for eternity and every time you try getting out, a man thrusts a rock into your face and shoves...