The beautiful Muslima......... Beauty behind the Veil........

How beautiful is the Muslima ........

Her beauty is reflected in her soul.

Her eyes are the Pearls of Islam

Her strength is her faith........

“O Prophet, tell your wives and your daughters and the women of the believers to draw their cloaks close round them (when they go abroad). That will be better, so that they may be recognised and not annoyed. Allah is ever Forgiving, Merciful.” (Quran 33:59)

For attractive lips
Speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes,
Seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure,
Share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair,
Let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.

For poise,
Walk with the knowledge that you will never walk alone.

Here are the words of a beautiful song.... below is the link, please click on to listen to it.

They say,

"Oh, poor girl, you’re so beautiful you know

It’s a shame that you cover up your beauty so."

She just smiles and graciously responds reassuringly,

"This beauty that I have is just one simple part of me.

This body that I have, no stranger has the right to see.

These long clothes, this shawl I wear, ensure my modesty.

Faith is more essential than fashion, wouldn’t you agree?"

This hijab,

This mark of piety,

Is an act of faith, a symbol,

For all the world to see

A simple cloth, to protect her dignity

So lift the veil from your heart

to see the heart of purity

They tell her,

"Girl, don’t you know this is the West and you are free?

You don’t need to be oppressed, ashamed of your femininity."

She just shakes her head and she speaks so assuredly,

"See the bill-boards and the magazines that line the check-out isles,

with their phony painted faces and their air-brushed smiles?

Well their sheer clothes and low cut gowns they are really not for me.

You call it freedom, I call it anarchy."

This hijab,

This mark of piety,

Is an act of faith, a symbol,

For all the world to see

A simple cloth, to protect her dignity

So lift the veil from your heart

to see the heart of purity

Lift the veil from your heart

and seek the heart of purity

Muslim woman
dressed in white
works so hard
prays at night.

Muslim woman
dressed in black
struggles up
a climbing path.

Muslim woman
dressed in red
sajdah mark
on her head.

Muslim woman
dressed in pink
she’s much stronger
than you think.

Muslim woman
dressed in green
walking banner
of the deen.

Muslim woman
dressed in blue
heart is strong
words are true.

Muslim woman
dressed in brown
in humble prayer
she bows down.

Muslim woman
dressed in grey
when she smiles
lights up the day.

- Wael Abdelgawad, 2010

below are a selection of beautiful Hijabi poems.. i hope you enjoy them as much as i do.

WHO I AM

What do you see
when you look at me
Do you see someone limited,
or someone free

All some people can do is just look and stare
Simply because they can't see my hair

Others think I am controlled and uneducated
They think that I am limited and un-liberated

They are so thankful that they are not me
Because they would like to remain 'free'

Well free isn't exactly the word I would've used
Describing women who are cheated on and abused

They think that I do not have opinions or voice
They think that being hooded isn't my choice

They think that the hood makes me look caged
That my husband or dad are totally outraged

All they can do is look at me in fear
And in my eye there is a tear

Not because I have been stared at or made fun of
But because people are ignoring the one up above

Maybe the guys won't think I am a cutie
But at least I am filled with more inner beauty

See I have declined from being a guy's toy
Because I won't let myself be controlled by a boy

Real men are able to appreciate my mind
And aren't busy looking at my behind

Hooded girls are the ones really helping the muslim cause
The role that we play definitely deserves applause

I will be recognized because I am smart and bright
And because some people are inspired by my sight

The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility
In the back of their mind they wish they were me

We have the strength to do what we think is right
Even if it means putting up a life long fight

You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt
We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt

We are the ones that are free and pure
We're free of STD's that have no cure

So when people ask you how you feel about the hood
Just sum it up by saying 'baby its all good'

My Hijab...

You look at me and call me oppressed

Simply because of the way I’m dressed

You know me not for what is inside

You judge the clothing I wear with pride

My body is not for your eyes to hold

You must speak to my mind, not my feminine mould

I’m an individual; I’m not a man’s slave

It’s Allah’s pleasure that I only crave

I have a voice so I will be heard

For in my heart I carry His word

“O ye women, wrap close your cloak

So you won’t be bothered by ignorant folk”

Man doesn’t tell me to dress this way

It’s law from Allah that I obey

Oppressed is something I’m truly not

For liberation is what I’ve got

It was given to me many years ago

With the right to prosper, the right to grow

I can climb mountains or cross the seas

Expand my mind in all degrees

For Allah Himself gave us liberty

When He sent Islam, to you and me……….

Author: Unknown