Dear Husband [she speaks..] part 1; By Nomadic Nafs
Published by Haseeb April 22nd, 2007 in Entertainment, PoetryHere is Sister Nomadic Nafs’s response to Brother Saad Omar’s Poem “Dear Wife“:
NOTE: Brother Saad’s Original “Dear Wife” is italicized & blue; and the rebuttal poem by Sister Nomadic Nafs is in normal text & purple.
When you make plans, make plans for two
I’m your wedding planner; I got a plan for you
But Snow White, don’t sleep, we got things to do
I’ll make plans for two, i’ll be sure to include you,
We’ll share the wedding plans and split the things to do,
I’m wide awake listening to you,
First, get outta the club
Not here to dance with you
Hold hands with you
If you want that type of guy
There are many men for you
First, look my way,
and listen to me too,
Your homies are bawling
because they think
they’ve lost you to me!
But if you want my type of guy
You gotta be that girl too
Cuz honestly, I got options
I don’t need to compromise with you
I’m that type of girl for that type of guy,
You gotta respect my views too,
I got options apart from you and,
I wasn’t planning on compromising with you.
Girl, you’re genetically disposed to be my rose
You’re not genetically disposed to pose in those clothes
So lets put down the curtains
And announce the last show
And if the boys wanna peak
Then the boys need to go
Boy, you’re genetically disposed to be my protector
You’re not genetically disposed to be a dictator
So lets put down our hands
And announce our union
And unite in love and mercy
And achieve the tranquility
Not looking for another pretty face
Seen too many of those
They’re the type you date
Not the type you propose
This pretty face has something else too,
Technically, you ain’t supposed to date,
And a pretty face ain’t an excuse,
It’s the halal way or no way.
Oh, oh, she froze, “woah!
What did he say?
Is he trying to claim
That I don’t have a pretty face”
Uh, oh, you said “you what?”
No, that wasn’t a threat
I’m not claiming anything
other than the right way.
Naw, that’s not what saying
But from what I’ve seen
Most of those perfect 10 hijabis
Are not what they seem
I mean,
What you’ve seen is not
the real deal but I
guess its something
that needs to be addressed
The scarf may be,
a sign, of modesty
But it doesn’t define, modesty
And I’ve met many non-hijabis
That act much more modestly
The outer and the inner,
A balance I’ll try to strike,
Obeying the law
and living the concept
And as far as your mind
I want it well refined
Let Iqbal put you to sleep
With a nursery rhyme
I refine my mind
with words of intellect
and verses that
help me reflect
Most guys want trophy wives,
blue eyes, simple minds, cuddly and sensual
Forget the color of the eyes, I need an intellectual
Cuz simplicities overrated
And put on a false pedestal
Most girls want a hunky,
muscly rich dude,
All I’m after is some brains,
respect and adab!
And when I look in those eyes
I wanna be Moses on Sinai
Floating, burning, barely alive
Then why should I care if they’re blue, brown, or green
But they gotta be,
A mirror of Eden to me
An ocean I can dive into
And feel spiritually serene
And when I’m by your side,
I want to feel like I’m flying,
Such joy that I’m CRying,
Waltzing away in tune
To our rhthymic heartbeats,
32 Responses to “Dear Husband [she speaks..] part 1; By Nomadic Nafs”
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salamu `alaykum
I love poems that are in reply to other poems… takes some skill.
Wasalam
salman
this reminds of the ladies’ response song called Confessions II to Usher’s confession.
Hmmm cute
Lets see what brother Omar has to say
The Names Saad Omar,
Hes a total Bummer.
Writes poems on hahmed.com,
Just so sistas call him the bomb.
Nothin Personal…= )
yeah it does take skills to write poems in response to another poem but I think the sister would have done better in writing her own poem, instead of replying to the brother.
We got brothers that are not good or perfect, should write about that.
I missed Brother Saad Omar’s poem when it was first put up. Not exactly sure what to make of it. I also think, while Nomadicsoul’s “answer” was good, that I’d like to see her write her own independent work.
looking forward to part 2.
nice colourful thing going on there.
nomadicSoul does write her “own independant work”. check her blog
The Kufi Slappa lols at MR’s statement. The Kufi Slappa could rock them rhymes betta than all of them poets. The kufi slappa is gonna make a rebuttal to the rebuttal and expects that itll be posted in green along with the other ones.
What say you all that we give kufi slappa a good back hand?
assalamu ‘alaykum
tr - check my blog;
khair for your kind words
m.ryder - errr no!
mujahada - jazaka’Allah
usma -
kufi slappa - look forward to it!
backhand - no comment!
you should sing this song to the tune and beat of promiscuous girl.
that was awesome! better than the original alone
unbelievable. Your people are being murdered and your sitting their writing silly “rebuttuals”. You people need to wake up.
unbelieveable. your people are being murdered and your sitting there leaving comments on some silly blog. You need to wake up.
Couldn’t think of anything else?
Silly blog indeed. One thing is for sure, I don’t waste my time writing pointless poems. Like thats going to acheive anything.
The Kufi Slappa thinks that tb is acting like foolish. The Kufi Slappa believes that poems ,like any art form are a means to express emotions and ideas, the tangible and the intangible. The Kufi Slappa believes that they serve to entertain and inform. The Prophet Muhammad
pbuh had a personal poet. He obviously understood the effectiveness of poetry. Also, the Kufi Slappa would like to know why youre on “some silly blog”. Dont worry hahmed, the Kufi Slappa thinks your blog is gr8.
ps. the Kufi Slappa is calling out backhand to get a kufi slappin.
aah, what kinda name is “kufi slappa”
you sound like a 12 year old kid.
alright, let me try my answer here:
When I make plans
I stick with them
Hence, I am making a plan for myself
for me only.
Since when were the guys ever wedding planners?
(chorus)
Women know how it is and they know how to do,
step aside boy. Let me show you the way it is..
You telling me to get out of the club
when I see you dancing away the night.
We all know aint not many boys out there
that can hold hands and show the way
That’s why I am searching for a real man
A job he knows, is to hold my hand, to show me the way
to be a father figure, a husband, a companion, a brother combined.
I aint goin to no clubs to find a real man.
I just wanted to drag my brother out of a bind.
From the dancing women he was flirting with
to save him from the friends he was smoking with.
(chorus)
No thanks, I dont want your type of man
All talk, no walk, no work.
Ive seen enough of those
a whole mulititude of options out there for me, if that’s the type of guy I want
Each one a generic clone of the other.
Boy, you got anything new? and compromise aint a word in my dictonary
(chorus)
I aint genetically disposable
. And it got nothing with genetics, it is behavioral trait
I am my daddy’s daughter
true to his spirit and legacy.
You got something to say about my clothes?
Then I suggest you stop speaking to half dressed non muslim women out there
And the tight jeans and shirts you men wear, has got to go.
I’m wearing my hijab right but it aint for no man like you
or even though I may be a daddy’s girl.
The hijab is for Allah
(chorus)
THat solves alot of problems
I aint a pretty face in a crowd
I am a strong women in mind and character
I could defy all you men combined
but is only to God’s rules that I am
submissive and humble in mind and hence you are saved from my wrath and frenzy.
I learned my lesson and learned it well.
My marriage was on my mind and my mind on my marriage
over men like you with kufis and beards
and tasbihs in their hands
and their talk of rightheousness
THe new brand
selling themselves like cheap cologne
with fake hijabi women buying their pitch.
I’d seen enough and I got more things to do
then a little boy playing dress up
prince charming and trying to propose
My mind is on bigger things
I got men in my life that i love dearly
unselfishly:
My old man, I am gonna make him proud.
And make a man out of whoever he gives my hand to.
(Chorus)
err…. :s
MR is sooooo despo to see something happen hahaha!..
No, but i like the way the rebuttal took place… like i can hear the voices in my head and its very artistic i gotta say…bet Bro Saad didnt know what was coming when he wrote that poem eh!! … well dont ever underestimate sisters!! Rock on NomadicNafs!!
what’s the time difference between here and Turkey?
Asalaamualaykum wr wb
I would like to apologize to Sister Nomadic Nafs, and Saad Omar personally for any comments any readers may have made insinuating anything personal about either of u in relation to your poems. Whoever has written any personal criticisms (i.e. online flirting, or suggesting that either of u is interested in one another) has clearly not only backbitten you both, but has slandered you!
It takes a great deal of courage to express oneself poetically, especially regarding the topic of love & marriage. Moroever, too many of us love to make a joke out of everything - and thats also very dangerous. Unfortunately, the sad reality is that many of us are too immature to properly address such topics. I only hope that in the future - those that have nothing positive to say will simply refrain from making such comments - that not only display their own immaturity - but can really hurt others (and not to mention be a very serious sin in our deen).
I apologize for anything offending I have said. May Allah
(swt) forgive me. Ameen.
I didn’t mean anything Wallahi
how awkward….
lol this was funny in a cute sorta way
keep it up y’all
hey nobody commented on my poem? I was trying to sound mean for artistic reasons and expression adn I know it has nothing to do with Saad’s poem but I wanted to write a certain message and encourage sisters to be strong instead of weaklings taht majority of them are(and I am not apologizing here because I know sisters are weak and some of them pathetic and immature: they are still better than brothers out there though).
But if you want my type of guy
You gotta be that girl too
Cuz honestly, I got options
I don’t need to compromise with you
I’m that type of girl for that type of guy,
You gotta respect my views too,
I got options apart from you and,
I wasn’t planning on compromising with you.
response: :o)!
sorry that was supposed to be a
!
Mashallah i thought the rebuttal was ingenious, NomdadicNafs is very talented… as is bro Saad
http://thesnomad.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-revised-version.html