Ramadan Poetry Competition 2020

Details

Hits: 22

MashAllah we had a great response with some Amazing poems!

Well done to all the Children who took part in the poetry competition, there were some wonderful poems send in and very difficult to choose the winners.

The winners were as follows:

Winners in the Age 8 and Under Category

1- Hira Rashid

2- Mohammed Hashim 

3- Zara Fatima Babar 

Winners in the Age 9-12 Category

1- Taahira Hussain

2- Maarya Emaan Fazal

3- Aamina Mahmood 

Winners in the 13-15 Category

Noor Ul Ain Shahzad 

Winners in the Age 16-18 Category

Ibrahim Shahzad

The winning Poems

Hira Rashid

 Tahira Hussain

Noor Ul Ain

Ya Ramadan

Ya Ramadan we can’t visit the blessed grave, We are put in our place as mere slaves.

Ya Ramadan we are trapped at home, Unable to pray under minaret and dome.

Ya Ramadan we can’t pray together at night, Now we are unable to witness our community light.

Ya Ramadan Allah knows best, Why we are being put through this pandemic test.

Ya Ramadan it is time for us to realise, That to see the truth we must open our eyes.

Ya Ramadan you are an opportunity to connect, And make sure our deen is checked.

Ya Ramadan our time has come, To be productive and not be glum.

Ya Ramadan we are now given the chance to correct, Our souls which we have spiritually wrecked. Ya Ramadan it is time for us to change, And keep the Rasul and Allah within close range.

Ya Ramadan you are the light, That keeps us worshipping day and night.

Ya Ramadan your blessing so strong, To keep me from the forbidden and wrong.

Ya Ramadan you are so blessed, How my heart pounds that you’re my guest.

Ya Ramadan I sincerely apoligise, How deep and true are my cries.

Ya Ramadan when you have passed, The good deeds I do don’t really last.

Ya Ramadan when you’re here I stay away, But slowly. slowly I start to stray.

Ya Ramadan you a the guide, But I took the wrong path far and wide.

Ya Ramadan I confess, I must try harder to do my best.

Ya Ramadan I’ll make a promise to you, From my heart deep and true.

Ya Ramadan when you see me next, I will still be at my truly best.

Ya Ramadan we won’t have to start, From the beginning when polishing my heart.

Ya Ramadan when we meet again next year, We will instead strength my heart to Allah so near.

Ya Ramadan from now on, To all bad temptations I will shun.

Ya Ramadan with all this time at home, I shall let my soul learn to roam.

Ya Ramadan I shall free it from my body, For keeping it locked away I am truly sorry.

Ya Ramadan soon you will be gone, But the battle between myself will be won.

Ya Ramadan this year is unique, Now It’s time for me to start a new streak.

Ya Ramadan you are my old friend, Knowing you’re there keeps me content.

Ya Ramadan every year I search the sky, Knowing too well that you’ll come by.

Ya Ramadan you bring in your wake, Blessings which force us awake.

Ya Ramadan I wish your visit would extend, For my soul and heart you internally mend.

Ya Ramadan you help me connect, With my Lord Allah straight and direct.

Ya Ramadan I thank you for being my hero, When humanity is scared and on ground zero.

Ya Ramadan you are my saviour in this stress, Helping me out of this global mess.

Ya Ramadan I love you so. And I’m really glad that you finally know.

Ibrahim Shahzad

Ramadan in lockdown and hope for the future.

The streets where bare, the markets closed The world was full of awful woes, For in our midst had there come a plague as obvious as the sun. So many people did it fell that when they told us, it had no effect of human sympathy or sadness.  Rather a self-centred madness, culminating in the shops being full of a desperate lot, the virus had been taking its toll So they were fighting over the bog-roll.

Now it was the holy month and everybody was stuck inside except for one little lad who thought he’d go outside “ ‘tis a wonderful sunny day,” said he “I’m glad to be out here. In the countryside away from those people living in fear but one thing does perplex me so it hurts my clever brain we are in the month of Ramadan and what is there to gain?” 

Now here occurred the strangest thing for it seemed to him for on the breeze there came a voice that was like the wind, soft and breathy it was if a voice of breeze. And in that moments silence it did proceed and said to him: “now little laddy you listen to me there is an idea I want you to see and the fact is that your situation is not as bad as you might think for in this time alone you have time to sink Into your own prayers, thoughts and Quran so use this time to become a better little man.” 

The little boy replied, In a voice of half surprise “ how can it be I cannot see a way to strengthen love and bondship and friendship in this lovely month. This time last year I was having triple helpings at my grandmas dinner table eating like a king and in kinship and friendship we were as happy as Larry And now we sat at home alone with nothing but fear to carry.” And the voice said back In kind affection “come on mate look at it this way When everybody no longer has to stay. At home your reunion with your family and friends will be greater and better in the end, and love will spread between us again as it did before and it will increase tenfold and more.” 

But the boy said “mysterious voice I think I have no choice but my question I have to voice That in my mind it appears, that the people have shocks and fears And Ramadan has come around but of that we here no sound. Rather the people living in fear and the news blasting info in our ears has made people forget that Ramadan is here.” And the voice replied “well we have a bad situation now and to fix I don’t know how, but in my mind do I see I see a clear path for ye. Just focus on your prayers and Quran and for this month alone you shall Watch no television and then hopefully your real vision Will become clearer than before and so I think easily therefore will you connect to God and gain the out of this month.” 

The kids little lips trembled in apprehension For he now wanted to ask his final question. But in his mind so important was it that for a little while He could utter nothing but a little strangled cry. Then with a small swallow he opened his mouth and spoke aloud And let the question out “Mr Voice again I have no choice but to ask you a question for it will lift my heart of all its tension. Might I ask what you think the future shall hold For in mind I see nothing but more troubles and woes.” And the voice replied in hesitant voice That clearly showed should he have a choice , He would rather not say but silent would he stay. “well laddy I haven’t the foggiest but my guess is relatively modest I predict no armageddon or destruction rather a happier world with less tension. People will come out of their homes very happy and with not much worry because everybody will realise that in reality they all need each other and that they should meet and talk to each other and spend less times binging things But rather watch a movie together in the evenings. And not just text their friends But rather meet them face to face. 

Now mate, you must excuse me, here I have tarried far too long Because I’ve got to hop along busy man I am I’ll catch you later, as soon as I can.” And the boy cried “wait a moment” but met no reply so he realized that the voice had gone and then gave a sigh He left for home with thoughts of what the voice had said How to improve your Ramadan in lockdown and have hope for the future.

Karima Saturday Secondary - CoronaVirus Update

Details

Hits: 1510

Salaam all,

Due to the coronavirus pandemic, Karima School is currently closed.

To ensure students don't miss out, every Saturday morning at 10:30am (starting 28th March)- we will have a live stream for ALL Karima Secondary School students join.