Best Hijab Poems
Hijab
Hijab, niqab, jilbab, or chador of ridah.
Draping eloquently the notion of obscurity with expressions so holy.
Living an invisible existence on screen of life.
Suffering in silence; and protecting honor of riwayaat daily.
Should I surrender the will of life, being, self, or khudi?
Don’t show, just hide: don’t feel, but survive.
Don’t love just subsist in this infertile valley.
Don’t cry,
You are a daughter of a contemporary,
Traditional, man of Islam.
For you life hereafter is the prize.
To find yourself when everything is hidden in the ideals of hijab
Is a miracle of love
It’s life greatest surprise.
Saadia Syed
Bismillah. For the girls who have yet to discover the beauty of the veil.
Your hijab not only covers you, but can also protect,
It makes men view you as a decent person, not an object.
And when the Quran orders:
"tell the believing women to lower their gaze,"
You ought to do so,
and must not have evil face.
Your hijab veils your shame,
it can pull you away from several evil deeds,
It makes others recognize you as a faithful, true Muslim,
Who listens to Allah SWT and heeds.
Your hijab, like I stated before, reveals you as a truly trying believer,
A follower of the Prophet s.a.w. peace be upon him and his lovely family,
and avoider of a deceiver,
Your hijab expresses who you are,
and it earns you respect of greatness,
Not one man of the Non-Mahram category
dare ever eye you to witness!
Your hijab tells others:
Better treat her seriously,
If they mess around and ignore
the warning signs,
They'll have to pay greatly.
Your hijab is never ugly!
No, no, it makes you feel prettier than ever.
It's just that your Lord wants you to hide your gifted beauty,
You'll enjoy it in Paradise, in which you will, Insha Allah, abide in forever.
H onoring the Creator of my soul by submitting
I mmersing myself into His worship with devotion
J ustly treating His creation, caring, respecting
A doring Him unconditionally, with great passion
Braving against all prejudices, knowing He is the only one protecting
I am a real Muslim woman
The one that obey the rules of my unseen God
And give total submission to the prophet teaching
To wear hijab and be free from all conundrum of life
I am a real Muslim woman
My Hijab is my piety
My viel will always be on me
I am a queen, a wife of a king I'm unique and different
I don't shake my hands with strange men
My beauty will not be cheapened with worldly things
I am disciplined humbly with my dressing
I am respectful and I'm Auspiciously
This piece of cloth that cover my body is full of tranquility
A sign of total submission to my husband
I am a real Muslim woman
And I am the sacred Gold of my husband
I am not just an ornament for your eyes
I am a phenomenal Muslim woman
The one that eat only from the hands work of her husband
Uniquely as the gold which must be mined
My hijab is my piety
My hijab is my choice and my life
Subservience, domination,
a foot on the throat,
religion taught them that, did it?
oppression, decapitation,
suffering, death through starvation,
divine ordinance they have, do they?
symbols of their belief on their faces,
books from heaven they read,
fountain of their education, is it?
prescriptive attire, deny women education,
breed through them future,
yet slave them in God’s name, will they?
every man is born of a woman,
nourished in her womb,
yet he deems himself superior, does he?
time for civilisation to reject these notions,
bury untruth, burn beliefs of such bigots,
let life flow as nature chose, shall we?
I reject religious symbols that chain me,
reject all lies sold as words of God!
I am a free person today! Are you?
written 29/10/2022
free verse
Mystic Rose sponsored
Tell it as it is contest
in support of the many who are not as lucky as some of us!!
As-salamu alaykum, I embrace the Hijab,
A source of comfort, a symbol of my identity.
Worn with faith, a connection to Allah,
His promise echoes: “Remember Me, and I will remember you.”
In serving Allah, I find happiness,
For obedience brings divine reward.
Amidst the whispers of others, questioning,
“Do you not feel the heat? Are you not in pain?”
Yet, a smile emanates from my heart,
A reminder of Allah’s pledged recompense.
I proudly serve, for what else am I here for,
If not to honor and obey the Creator?
To those who don’t wear the Hijab,
Why hide your identity, the essence of Islam?
Be proud, for in your pride, you honor your faith,
Let not the judgments of others weigh you down.
Sisters, stand tall, for if not for you,
Then for whom is this journey of faith?
In the tapestry of belief, let your Hijab shine,
A reflection of your commitment, a testament of divine design.
Mahsa Amini,Ghazale Chelavi,Hanane Kia were shot by Iranian morality Police in the protests.The women and men protesting in Iran at the moment are not against Islam.They are against the unjust attitude of the patriarchal system that oppresses women by implementing rules on what they choose to wear..If all Iranian women wanted to wear hijab,they would all wear it.They were being MADE to and that is what's wrong with the system.Someone rightly pointed out, women fighting against the forced imposition of hijab are as brave as the women fighting for their right to wear it in India.Religious People need to take their religious goggles off and acknowledge that women are suppressed everywhere.Irani people are as fed up with their government and their Police and judicial system as we are with ours.I wouldn't trust what the government or the police say so easily...
She is a Muslim
you notice the way she dresses
a hijab wrapped with grace
her body a sacred space she guards.
Like the wind
she moves with quiet strength
dignity woven into every step
her faith not a burden, but a choice.
It is her right
to cover what she holds dear
her body, her soul
a temple shaped by devotion.
So in the interview room
see her mind, not just her veil.
In the office
respect the fabric of her belief.