Jokes/Poetry or anythin alike!

Angel —

This thread is for jokes, poems or any inspirational stories (hint hint muslim kuri!)... so here goes......


Generous lawyer


A local United Way office realized that the organization had never received a donation from the town's most successful lawyer. The person in charge of contributions called him to persuade him to contribute.


"Our research shows that out of a yearly income of at least $500,000, you give not a penny to charity. Wouldn't you like to give back to the community in some way?"


The lawyer mulled this over for a moment and replied, "First, did your research also show that my mother is dying after a long illness, and has medical bills that are several times her annual income?"


Embarrassed, the United Way rep mumbled, "Um ... no."


The lawyer interrupts, "or that my brother, a disabled veteran, is blind and confined to a wheelchair?"


The stricken United Way rep began to stammer out an apology, but was interrupted again.


"or that my sister's husband died in a traffic accident," the lawyer's voice rising in indignation, "leaving her penniless with three children?!"


The humiliated United Way rep, completely beaten, said simply, "I had no idea..."


On a roll, the lawyer cut him off once again, "So if I don't give any money to them, why should I give any to you?"


Forum

Dave — Wed, 30 Nov 2005 - 03:07

What do you call cheese that isn't yours?


[size=18]NACHO CHEESE!!!![/size]


AAAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHHAAHAHHAHAHAH


***GASP*****


HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH


Dawud — Wed, 30 Nov 2005 - 21:25

[quote="Constantine"]What do you call cheese that isn't yours?


[size=18]NACHO CHEESE!!!![/size]


AAAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHHAAHAHHAHAHAH


***GASP*****


HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH[/quote]


Took me a while to get that, it works because of your accent right? :?


*DUST* — Wed, 30 Nov 2005 - 21:27

[quote="Dawud"][quote="Constantine"]What do you call cheese that isn't yours?


[size=18]NACHO CHEESE!!!![/size]


AAAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHHAAHAHHAHAHAH


***GASP*****


HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH[/quote]


Took me a while to get that, it works because of your accent right? :?[/quote]

more like a black american accent... i think.


Dave — Wed, 30 Nov 2005 - 21:48

[quote="Dawud"]Took me a while to get that, it works because of your accent right? :?[/quote]

[quote="Aasiyah"]more like a black american accent... i think.[/quote]


lol they are very similar, so it works in either.


...actually wasn't really thinking in "an accent" - just sorta works


but maybe that's because I think in an accent?


does that even make sense?


aw hell it's not even my joke


Dawud — Thu, 1 Dec 2005 - 12:45

Tick, tock, tickin

Drip, drop, drippin

Life like a river, is running away

Bit. by. bit. now

bit. my. lip- ow!

How can we leave such a beautiful day


Ginger people

look soooo funny

with their little

legs dipped in honey


Money, money, money

tis the call of the street

as my heart turns runny

and sparkles in these eyes

dripping thinner than honey,

altogether bitter not sweet.

can't stand the heat

of these frozen faces

people with their cases

and cares, unaware

of my own little tear

tear my heart but they don't hear!


Find. me. here. now

down. under. a big. cow

getting some milk

to feed a wee calf


Poor, little, calf, cries,

silent, good, byes

knowing, its mother?

is soon to leave!


to, a, scary place

that. we. all. chase.

death and despair

together in this race?


Must. we. fall. so?

and. reach. the low

before we can

look around and laugh


blessed are we.

who can not see

this place is a friend

but when we end,

be careful when fishing

this plaice to befriend!


rub water on my face

look, at, the, base

of the sink

through the depth of my soul


Drip, drop, dripping now

Tick, tock tickking now,

Life like a river...is sweeping me away

bit by bit

bit my lip (because)

Happiness... the gift of this day.!


See this is what happens when I have no post to read, where is everyone?!?!


yuit — Thu, 1 Dec 2005 - 20:29

Didn't know where too put it, so i putting it here, WELL WORTH A READ.


The Fisherman


An investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The investment banker complimented the fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.


The fisherman replied, "Only a little while."


The investment banker then asked, "Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more fish?"


The fisherman said, "With this I have more than enough to support my family's needs."


The investment banker then asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"


The fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, stroll into the village each evening and spend time with my family, I have a full and busy life."


The investment banker scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing; and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat: With the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats. Eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor; eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to a big town and eventually to the the city where you will run your ever-expanding enterprise."


The fisherman asked, "But, how long will this all take?"


To which the investment banker replied, "15 to 20 years."


"But what then?" asked the fisherman.


The investment banker laughed and said that's the best part. "When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions."


"Millions?...Then what?"


The investment banker said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings and spend time with your family."


laila — Thu, 1 Dec 2005 - 23:24

[quote="Dawud"]Tick, tock, tickin

Drip, drop, drippin

Life like a river, is running away

Bit. by. bit. now

bit. my. lip- ow!

How can we leave such a beautiful day


Ginger people

look soooo funny

with their little

legs dipped in honey


Money, money, money

tis the call of the street

as my heart turns runny

and sparkles in these eyes

dripping thinner than honey,

altogether bitter not sweet.

can't stand the heat

of these frozen faces

people with their cases

and cares, unaware

of my own little tear

tear my heart but they don't hear!


Find. me. here. now

down. under. a big. cow

getting some milk

to feed a wee calf


Poor, little, calf, cries,

silent, good, byes

knowing, its mother?

is soon to leave!


to, a, scary place

that. we. all. chase.

death and despair

together in this race?


Must. we. fall. so?

and. reach. the low

before we can

look around and laugh


blessed are we.

who can not see

this place is a friend

but when we end,

be careful when fishing

this plaice to befriend!


rub water on my face

look, at, the, base

of the sink

through the depth of my soul


Drip, drop, dripping now

Tick, tock tickking now,

Life like a river...is sweeping me away

bit by bit

bit my lip (because)

Happiness... the gift of this day.!


See this is what happens when I have no post to read, where is everyone?!?![/quote]


nice now if we could only get 'faithless' to sing it


laila — Thu, 1 Dec 2005 - 23:34

yuit aint that just the way


now have you read any Mullah Nasrudin i've just come across him he's hilarious.


my husband says they apparantly teach him in Pakistan


one of his is he met a beggar who wanted money why said the Mullah 'cos i have swimming pool and 3 wives to maintain in 3 different houses' Mullah walks on and is occosted by another beggar who also wants money why says the Mullah 'cos i need a meal' says the beggar


the Mullah walks straight back to the first beggar and hands him the money why says the second beggar ' his needs are greater then yours he's got a swimming pool and 3 wives to maintain for heavens sakes!


course i;ve adapted it and probably slaughtered but i really think hes funny


yuit — Sat, 3 Dec 2005 - 15:05

[quote="seema*"]yuit aint that just the way


now have you read any Mullah Nasrudin i've just come across him he's hilarious.


[/quote]


Yeah i have I read about the story of the burgular. He had a brillant sense of humour. But I think i also read something he said about Freewill vs Destiny, I understood the concept in the one paragraph he wrote which 20 pages on the old revival page couldn't do :roll: . Will read up on him more though.


Dawud — Sat, 3 Dec 2005 - 19:04

[quote="seema*"][quote="Dawud"]Tick, tock, tickin

Drip, drop, drippin

Life like a river, is running away

Bit. by. bit. now

bit. my. lip- ow!

How can we leave such a beautiful day


Ginger people

look soooo funny

with their little

legs dipped in honey


Money, money, money

tis the call of the street

as my heart turns runny

and sparkles in these eyes

dripping thinner than honey,

altogether bitter not sweet.

can't stand the heat

of these frozen faces

people with their cases

and cares, unaware

of my own little tear

tear my heart but they don't hear!


Find. me. here. now

down. under. a big. cow

getting some milk

to feed a wee calf


Poor, little, calf, cries,

silent, good, byes

knowing, its mother?

is soon to leave!


to, a, scary place

that. we. all. chase.

death and despair

together in this race?


Must. we. fall. so?

and. reach. the low

before we can

look around and laugh


blessed are we.

who can not see

this place is a friend

but when we end,

be careful when fishing

this plaice to befriend!


rub water on my face

look, at, the, base

of the sink

through the depth of my soul


Drip, drop, dripping now

Tick, tock tickking now,

Life like a river...is sweeping me away

bit by bit

bit my lip (because)

Happiness... the gift of this day.!


See this is what happens when I have no post to read, where is everyone?!?![/quote]


nice now if we could only get 'faithless' to sing it[/quote]


Cool...so who are 'faithless'?


Also I don't wanna be opening a can of worms but, I liked the way Zion Ben Jonah puts it in his Revelation (can't remeber the proper name) book:


"destiny is what will happen because of free-will."


how classy is that?


Saadia Khan — Fri, 9 Dec 2005 - 17:39

Salaam


What is the purpose of this life????


Money, holidays, a beautiful wife , wealthy & hansome husband...???


There is no point in us denying

Each heart beat brings us closer to dying

You'll breathe your last

Your life will have past

Don't pretend

Death's not the end


You will taste death, death never waited

Look around you, everything's created

It has a creator, it has a meaning

A mother gives birth and then comes it's weaning

The sun rises and gives us light

It sets, then falls, the blanket of night

The plants all grow, when falls the rain

They give fruits to man, and they too will wane


Why does man think that he will get away?

Spending life aimlessly, as if he's here to stay

A fixed time is appointed, everything will perish

Everything you hate, everything you relish

Except the Almighty Allah, He will remain

And then will come judgement, all on one plain


Allah will say, I gave you life

I gave you health, wealth and a wife

What did you do with your time?

What did you do in your prime?

Did you spread my message, did you spread islam?

Why not? Did you not read the Quran?

My friends, we muslims, we are so blessed

Allah gave us islam to supercede all the rest


My non-muslim friends, the Quran must be read

Read before it's too late and you're dead

You owe it to yourselves, it will make you cry

You'll know these words are from the Lord most High

Instructing mankind to the purpose of life

And the reward my friends is everlasting life


Our purpose is to worship our Lord most High

The reward is heaven where no one will die

You'll have anything you want, all the best dishes

And Almighty Allah will grant all of your wishes


This life my friends is just a cage

We should live by His orders, to be safe from his rage

You will understand when you read the holy Quran

You'll know the religion of truth is islam

Protect yourself and your families from hell

Embrace islam and all will be well

For the deeds of this life, you'll pay the price

In the depths of hell or in paradise


Sirus — Fri, 9 Dec 2005 - 19:06

MY BELOVED


There was a time in my youth,

When Islam was only a custom.

They said "say La IIaha IIIa Allah,..

And pray, you'll go to Heaven."


Ah, how simple, no struggle in this,

Just a word, and simple act.

Thereafter I'm absorbed in this world again,

With my 'assured' place in Paradise intact.


But this was not to be my fate

For ALLAH chose to guide my heart.

I learnt of a man who struggled so hard

When his mission was from the start.


Spoke gently, kindness he knew.

Never fearing to say what's right,

His conviction in ISLAM was true.


The touch of his hand was as soft as silk

To comfort a crying child.

To mend his clothes, or do the chores,

Never complaining, he always smiled.


A living he made with his bare hands,

The same that held

his mighty sword.

Valour shone from the edge of his blade,


His smell was always of musk,

And cleanliness he kept at his best.

Stark contrast with the heroes of today,

Who stink of beer and sweat.


He held the hands of his companions.

Unashamed to play with many children.

So modest, so humble, a perfect example,

That strangers could not recognize him.


His eyes slept little for nights were precious,

His prayers he treasured much greater.

To pray Tahajjud in the depths of night,

Seeking forgiveness, and nearness to his Creator.


He broke his tooth for me at Uhud,

And bled for me at Ta'if.

He cried for me, tears of concern,

Just so I could have this belief.


His enemies admired his teachings,

Uniting every religion, every clan.

Till ISLAM came to every corner of the world,

O, but indeed he

was only a man.


To own a house, or build his wealth

Was not his main priority.

To establish ISLAM was more essential,

To bring us under a Higher Authority.


Don't you want him to plea for your case,

When before ALLAH-The Judge-you stand?

Don't you wish to be around his fountain,

A burning desire to drink from his hand?


So I love him more than all creation,

My Leader, my Humble Prophet.

Muhammad ﷺ was a mercy to all mankind,

And to me, he is ... MY BELOVED!


Saadia Khan — Thu, 15 Dec 2005 - 16:51

Salaam

sorry i know its long but summat to think about!!


When we are leaving this world for the next one, it shall be like a

trip to another country.


Where details of that country won't be found in glamorous travel

brochures but in the Holy Qura'an and the Hadiths.


Where our plane won't be Indian Air Lines, British Airways,Gulf Air

or

Emirates, but Air Janazah.


Where our luggage won't be the allowed 30 Kgs, but our deeds no matter

how heavy they weigh.


You don't pay for excess luggage. They are carried free of charge,

with your Creator's compliment.


Where our dress won't be a Pierre Cardin suit or the like but the

white cotton shroud.


Where our perfume won't be Channel, Paco Rabane, but the camphor and

attar.


Where our passports won't be Indian, British, French or American but

Al Islam.


Where our visa won't be the 6 months leave to stay or else, but, The

"La Ilaha Illallah".


Where the airhostess won't be a gorgeous female, but Isra'iil and its

like.


Where the in-flight services won't be 1st class or economy but a

piece

of beautifully scented or foul smelling cloth.


Where our place of destination won't be Heathrow Terminal 1 or Jeddah

International Terminal but the last Terminal Graveyard.


Where our waiting lounge won't be nice carpeted and air-conditioned

rooms but the 6 feet deep gloomy Qabr.


Where the Immigration Officer won't be His Majesty's officers, but

Munkar and Nakeer.


They only check out whether you deserve the place you yearn to go.


Where there is no need for Customs Officers or detectors.


Where the transit airport will be Al Barzakh.


Where our final place of destination will be either the Garden under

which rivers flow or the Hellfire.


This trip does not come with a price tag. It is free of charge, So

your savings would not come handy.


This flight can never be hijacked so do not worry about terrorists.


Food won't be served on this flight so do not worry about your

allergies or whether the food is Halal.


Do not worry about legroom; you won't need it, as your legs will

become things of the past.


Do not worry about delays. This flight is always punctual. It arrives

and leaves on time.


Do not worry about the in-flight entertainment program because You

would have lost all your sense of joy.


Do not worry about booking this trip, it has already been

booked, the day you became a fetus in your mother's womb.


Ah! At last good news! Do not worry about who will be sitting next to

you.


You will have the luxury of being the only passenger. So enjoy it

while you can. If only you can!


One small snag though, this trip comes with no warning.


Are you prepared.....you better be !


Saadia Khan — Thu, 15 Dec 2005 - 17:19

ok and heres another


A BEAUTIFUL PRAYER


Dear Brothers and Sisters in Islam


I asked Allah to take away my habit.

Allah said, No.

It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.


I asked Allah to make my handicapped child whole.

Allah said, No.

His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary


I asked Allah to grant me patience.

Allah said, No.

Patience is a byproduct of tribulations;

it isn't granted, it is learned.


I asked Allah to give me happiness.

Allah said, No.

I give you blessings; Happiness is up to you.


I asked Allah to spare me pain.

Allah said, No.

Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares

and brings you closer to me.


I asked Allah to make my spirit grow.

Allah said, No.

You must grow on your own! ,

but I will prune you to make you fruitful.


I asked Allah for all things that I might enjoy life.

Allah said, No.

I will give you life, so that you may enjoy all things.


I ask Allah to help me LOVE others, as much as He loves me.

Allah said...Ahhhh, finally you have the idea.


Send this to all the people that you know and

back to the person that sent it. May Allah show his love to you all!


THIS DAY IS YOURS DON'T THROW IT AWAY


May Allah Bless You,


"To the world you might be one person, but to one

person you just might be the world"


For all the negative things we have to say to selves


Allah has a positive answer for it.


You say "It's impossible"

Allah says All things are possible


You say "I'm too tired"

Allah says I will give you rest


You say "I can't go on"

Allah says My grace is sufficient


You say "I can't figure things out"

Allah says I will direct your steps


You say "I can't do it"

Allah says You can do all things


You say "I'm not able"

Allah says I am able


You say "It's not worth it"

Allah says It will be worth it


You say "I can't forgive myself"

Allah says I FORGIVE YOU


You say "I can't manage"

Allah says I will supply all your needs


You say "I'm afraid"

Allah says I have not given you a spirit of fear


You say "I'm always worried and frustrated"

Allah says Cast all your cares on ME


You say "I don't have enough faith"

Allah says I've given everyone a measure of faith


You say "I'm not smart enough"

Allah says I give you wisdom


You say "I feel all alone"

Allah says I will never leave you or forsake you


You say "Nobody really loves me"

Allah says I love you


May Allah Be Pleased With all muslims Ameen.


I love each and every muslim for the Pleasure of Allah !


TAKEN FROM ISLAMIC_FOUNDATION


Medarris — Fri, 16 Dec 2005 - 00:18

Teri LOVELY EYES ne

mujpe ek EFFECT kiya hai,

ki maine sabko REJECT karke

tujko SELECT kiya hai!

SELECT kiya maine pyar se

Dil nahi todna mera INKAAR se!!


Your lovely eyes,

Have had effect on me.

I rejected everyone,

And selected you.

I selected you through love,

Dont go breaking my heart by denying me.


MuslimSister — Fri, 16 Dec 2005 - 22:12

MAN DATES GAL ON INTERNET FOR SIX MONTHS -- AND IT TURNS OUT SHE'S HIS MOTHER!


Friday December 9, 2005


MARSEILLES, France -- Skirt-chasing playboy Daniel Anceneaux spent weeks talking with a sensual woman on the Internet before arranging a romantic rendezvous at a remote beach -- and discovering that his on-line sweetie of six months was his own mother!


"I walked out on that dark beach thinking I was going to hook up with the girl of my dreams," the rattled bachelor later admitted. "And there she was, wearing white shorts and a pink tank top, just like she'd said she would.


"But when I got close, she turned around -- and we both got the shock of our lives. I mean, I didn't know what to say. All I could think was, 'Oh my God! it's Mama!' "


But the worst was yet to come. Just as the mortified mother and son realized the error of their ways, a patrolman passed by and cited them for visiting a restricted beach after dark.


"Danny and I were so flustered, we blurted out the whole story to the cop," recalled matronly mom Nicole, 52. "The policeman wrote a report, a local TV station got hold of it -- and the next thing we knew, our picture and our story was all over the 6 o'clock news. "People started pointing and laughing at us on the street -- and they haven't stopped laughing since."


The girl-crazy X-ray technician said he began flirting with normally straitlaced Nicole -- who lives six miles away in a Marseilles suburb -- while scouring the Internet for young ladies to put a little pizzazz in his life.


"Mom called herself Sweet Juliette and I called myself The Prince of Pleasure, and unfortunately, neither one of us had any idea who the other was," said flabbergasted Daniel.


"The conversations even got a little racy a couple of times.


"But I really started to fall for her, because there seemed to be a sensitive side that you don't see in many girls.


"She sent me poems she had written and told me about her dreams and desires, and it was really very romantic.


"The truth is, I got to see a side of my mom I'd never seen before. I'm grateful for that."


When starry-eyed Daniel asked Sweet Juliette to send him a picture, Nicole e-mailed him a photo of a curvy, half-clad cutie she'd scanned from a men's magazine.


"The girl in the picture was so beautiful, I begged Juliette to meet me on the beach -- and Mom said yes," he recalled. "Mom says she was falling for me, too, and she just wanted to meet me, even though she knew I'd be disappointed when I saw her.


"As for me, I figured I was going to find the girl of my dreams.


"I guess that's about as wrong as I've ever been."


Daniel admits he and his mother could do little but stammer and stutter around each other for days after their cyberspace exploits came to light. And his father Paul -- Nicole's husband of 27 years -- wasn't too happy when the story hit the news and his beer-drinking buddies made him the butt of their jokes.


"Dad was ticked for a while and he forbid Mom to talk to anybody on the Internet ever again," said embarrassed Daniel.


[url=http://entertainment.tv.yahoo.com/news/wwn/20051209/113414040002.html]Y… News[/url]


Why Online relationships can never work...


Saadia Khan — Fri, 16 Dec 2005 - 22:25

salaam


that is just sick


if its not allowed its not allowed for a good reason, and by that i mean fallin in love over the stupid internet


may this be an example for us all on here!! how many times have we heard of intrest in members tut tut tut!!!

thanks for that muslim sis


wa/salaam


MuslimSister — Fri, 16 Dec 2005 - 22:28

[quote="Saadia Khan"]


may this be an example for us all on here!! how many times have we heard of intrest in members tut tut tut!!!


[/quote]


Yeah I agree. Thats why I posted it.


Medarris — Fri, 16 Dec 2005 - 23:05

that story is disgusting.


What a freak family. Feel sorry for the dad though, bechara.


Having said that I can well understand people laughing at them. If I were to ever meet such people I wouldnt be able to control myself, just walk straight up to em and start laughing. lol