“The du’a made at tahajjud is like an arrow which does not miss its target. ” —Imam Ash-Shafi‘i

Realized that some people don’t know the Du’aa when one wakes up to pray Tahajjud Salaah. So I put it together to help out people, In Shaa Alllah.




“The breeze you yearn
Stress coagulates your veins
As my heart pumps – willingly”
~ zaahida
 Photo: The human heart stripped of fat and muscle, with just the angel veins remaining

There’s a certain inner-peace and contentment the person who believes in a Higher Power feels that some may never get to feel. A breeze within, knowing that your heart is with Him.

Their heart stresses constantly, living with uncertainty. 

Yet the believer’s heart pumps blood throughout the soul, doing as it should – knowing that it’s safe  with the  Creator of all hearts. 


written on my mother’s birthday after reading an inspiring book about ‘Women in Islam’

Umi = my mother in Arabicmom

Allah = God in Arabic  


Umi how could they look you down, you are able to teach a school together with the whole of humanity. Your wisdom – flawless. Your beauty – timeless.

Umi by your feet I smell the aroma of thee Garden of Eternal Bliss, ever so sublime scents which make it worthy despite adversity.

A degree of weakness you may posses by flesh – with bleakness your word in society may go unheard.

But Umi in front of Allah , His creation -we are- all part of His undeniable beauty, His luscious war-less booty.

Equal is woman to man – equal are their souls to one another. Our standards have been raised from utter shame and sordid complacency . In Submission we live.

for the love of love and loving what is lovable

solitude attitude


I’m not tied to thee I’m not tied to anyoneMy thoughts seize to be locked between emotional bars which inflicted scars, what would have happened if I had stayed any longer? – I wonder.

~Muslim woman. Muslim being. Muslim soul~

I’m not tied to thee I’m not tied to anyone. On the Final Day the only name I’ll know is mine. Why? – I ask –  Why would I need to cry for another? When I won’t even have my mother?       – I wonde.r

I’m not tied to thee I’m not tied to anyone. I live for me though my love for thee runs deep – I cannot follow sheep. I crawl through this path and this Deen (Faith) in solitude.


Focused is me. Focused is thee. Focused is everyone.