In Defence of My Prophet

sallallahu alaihi wa sallam

May my wealth, treasures and life,

My precious possessions acquired after toil and strife,

My very breath, my every drop of blood and more,

Be sacrificed and given for,

A single glimpse of my beloved’s face,

O Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa sallam) may I experience your wonderful grace.



I live in a garden filled with love,

Birds abound, fruit aplenty on branches above.

Cultivated and tended, looked after and nourished,

Till every last petal bloomed and flourished. (more…)

Amidst the sugar-cane fields

With horses grazing at ease

Madresa Mahmoodiyah flourishes

The teachers striving, Allah Ta’ala to please. (more…)

Ah! How I long for those light-filled days,

Amidst the blessed glow of sublime knowledge;

Surrounded by the Madresa’s nourishing rays,

A wonderfully invigorating place all acknowledge. (more…)

Stars they are, shining bright,

The Sahaaba are a source of guiding light.

Going through hardship, torture and toil,

they strove to bring islam to every shore. (more…)