Women Of Islam Poem by Nasra Omar

Women Of Islam



Oppresed oppresed
Enough with the word,
When in real sense
You oppresed us.
Telling me how to dress
Excuse me^___^
Banning my way of life.
Expecting me to follow you like fool.

Your pervers desires,
I aint open display
Am Queen of Nation.
The higher my skirt
The higher my lord pays me.
Am the black swan.
When brother sees me,
He has to lower his gaze
Amazing is my lord.

For if you want to success
Look at my mother
-khadija.
And that sister who Died For Islam
-Sumaya.
Not Forgetting my mother
-Aisha
The greatest scholar.
Most loved by prophet peace and pleasing upon him
-fatima.
It was woman who sacrifice for islam
-khansa.
And great fighter of islam
-khawal bint azwar.
My mothers were great examples.
Who are you to tell me about my equality when my lord honoured me.
I wont be suprised Cause most of us Dont Even Know These Women
They were Women of Islam.

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