[Poem] Good mood, good life!

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Smiles in the childhood, and lot to play
Shiny is the night, and bright is the day.
No need to worry, no reason to cry
No need of wings to get to fly.

When comes the time, when we become teenager
Friends in school, and messages on pager.
Play the football and eat the chips
Laugh a lot while having slips.

Then soon you enter the crew of youth
And this is the time to choose your booth.
One is responsibility, and other is just fun
With one comes success, and with other life burns.

Choice is yours, so select the good
And don’t hide your abilities in a hood.
Work hard and wear noble kits
Because we get spoilt by bad habits.

Then time comes, when one gets age
And bones get weak in body’s cage.
When conscious level is down, and comes nervousness
But grand daughters and sons give happiness.

Not all happiness, not all grief
In any case- be patient and heave.
There will be hard times, don’t let you hide
The thing is that, this is life.

[Poem] Glory of Islam

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                    When the things seem too dark, then Allah (swt) gives us a spark

When the shade of ignorance scares us, then the light of Quran glares us

When the desolation is at its Peak, then the Seerah of Prophet Muhammad  (sa)  is there for our relief

When we entangle in obscurity, then Islam lends us towards clarity

When the life becomes mysterious, then Iman makes us illustrious

When the loneliness tries to slaughter, then Taqwa provides us a divine partner

When the enemies try for a abase, then Jehad gives us a grace

When it is difficult to stand up, then the Pillars of Islam are always there to help us

A new day, a new beginning, a new life!

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With serenity all around

Blanket of night is slowly being taken.

Through this veil white rays are peeping

Birds chirping seem loud and clear

Showing the sign of worshipping Allah (swt).

White thread seems to appear prominently

Breaking the serenity and calling for action.

All creatures, human beings are ready to begin

Invoking to Allah (swt) for another day of life.

With new beginning to conquer and bloom

To strive fully to achieve aims;

Running in this quest

The day proceeds in a rush-

Some objectives are met, while

Others are left.

And blanket of night again overtakes

Putting every being again into serenity;

Believing in the hope of having

Another day to achieve-

Those unmet aims and objectives.

Another new journey to proceed with

A new beginning, a new day.

 

[Poem] Opt for Optimism

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When the optimism fades,
Hopelessness is what prevails.
When the happiness subsides,
Even the blessings hide.
When the darker sides reveal,
Wounded relations don’t tend to heal.
When the rainbows decolourize,
And the colours fail to combine.
Just when your faith dies,
His mercies break the ice.
Nothing in this world will ever remain-
It’s Him and His affection that you can only attain.

[Poem] Living in Uncertainty

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In this dangerous world,

Price of living is a tonne.

But price of death is none.

Uncertain disasters dispel the whole existence,

Living behind the blood of innocent ones.

In this perilous world,

Bomb blasts, cannons roar, guns blaze,

Reducing to ruins, a land of peace.

Following a routine,

Barbarians invade the city,

Killing without any mercy,

Thousands massacred in frenzy.

No limits to atrocity.

In this dangerous world,

Pity not the dead;

Pity living instead and all

Those living without love;

Begging to die than survive.

In this perilous world,

I dwell, owing to mercy of God

Wishing to die in the name of Almighty God.

The Fog Does Go Away One Day

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Inhibiting clarity, it hides the reality

As fog, deceit attempts to fade actuality

The liar for a while takes refuge through it

Forgetful of the consequent falls into a dreadful pit

Destined is the sun to soon clear the entire way

This has to happen today or some other day

The fog does go away one day

Leaving the liar’s life blue and gray

Futile is it to find contentment with lies

When in the end the truth is destined to rise.

The Call

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My heart was numb, nothing felt right,
I stayed awake all through the night.
My time flew, but I knew,
I am living a life that was not true.

My eyes were shut, my music loud;
I felt alone, even in a crowd.
I searched around, but could not find-
A moment in life to give me pride.

I sat one day staring at the wall;
Till I heard a call, just down the hall
Hayya Al As-Salah ; Hayya Al As-Salah
Hayya Al Al-Falah; Hayya Al Al-Falah

The words were pure, I could not ignore;
I bowed my head, down on the floor.
I found my soul; I thought I had no more.

I knew at once, this was right, my first step into the light
I found solace in my solitude; I made Sujood in gratitude.
Subhana Rabbi Al Aala………Subhana Rabbi Al Aala

Everything will end, let us not pretend;
So come to the Deen, oh my friend.

In my heart- Forever and Always By!

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When I was just a baby,
you sang me your melodious lullaby.
From dusk to dawn you worked in an office,
I was taken care of by Mum and Sis.
As hours passed by…. I became a carefree child,
But, despite my obnoxious demeanour, you were always mild.
You walked me to school each day,
“Don’t leave me father”- with tears I would say.
Bringing me toffees and toys – indifferent to the cost,
listening to my unbearable sulks and taunts.
You were revelry to my heart,
Told me enchanting stories about Prophet Nuh and his ark.
Time flew, once again;
Over the years you were seen with a crooked cane.
You became subtle and old,
a face full of wrinkles and folds.
You became grumpy and cold,
“I don’t want to live”, I was told.
I remembered the times when I would catch a cold;
You’d tell me it came in return of a righteous deed sold.
I repaid your benevolence and love,
With responsibility and affectionate words.
Fulfilled my duties, household chores-
Aiding you while you trotted on the glossy floor.
As days resumed, the moments came near…
When you would become persistent with fear.
The sparkle in your eyes subsided, disappeared-
Before your death, you spoke a few words-
Whispering in my ear, vivid and clear.
“Always remain empathic to commence a noble deed.
These words are golden, so pay heed.
Discover you potential and ingenuity,
Never let hampers defeat your simplicity.
Stay away from decadence and profanities;
Don’t let conceit and aversion weave.
Death is an inevitable phase,
a numerous predicaments you will face.
Have determination and inspiration to dream,
Faith and trust, a strong belief.
Pray for me, as I’ve always prayed for you;
It’s a matter of servitude, ending soon.
Now it’s time to say adieu and good-bye…
But in my heart you’ll stay-
Forever and always by.”

I know I am Blessed

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I cried just because I didn’t get what I expected
I laughed because I got what was unexcelled.

My expectations arise,
My desperation begins.

More! More! More! engulfed me,
Looting away happiness from me.

My faith weakened,
My life shaken.

I observed my circumjacent,
I felt complacent.

I bow down to the Almighty,
And I got back the felicity.

I am blessed I know this,
I am endowed I assured this.

A Warm Welcome to Winter

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Just take a walk amidst the cold

You will find a ray of hope

Those white snowy lands, and chilly winds blowing

Makes you realize that Allah (swt) is All-Knowing

He knows the human psyche so well

That He has offered us with variety, to happily dwell

They say winter is depressing, and drains one’s power

I say winter is the month of believer, and an energizer

We often hear people nag about the drop in temperature

It has blessings in disguise; let’s make use of this venture

Days are shorter, nights are long

Return spiritually to Him- to whom we belong

Fast the days, and pray the night prayers

Rekindle the faith, and keep it with care

Activities are put to halt, atmosphere is lazy

Read Quran to remove any perception that is hazy

It is an opportunity to be in love with your Rabb, and strengthen the tie

Buckle up O Muslim, for time flies.

 

What the heart says…

Mend a broken heart

My heart is dead. My heart is rotten.

Oh, I gave too much time to this world, my Allah (swt) I have forgotten.

I tried to squeeze out happiness from this Dunya, but all I ended up with, is a broken heart.

Oh my heart is dead. Yes, it is rotten.

It’s filled with diseases… that overcame its beauty.

I feel it shrinking as it is becoming a black deep hole.

Yes, my heart I’m describing, you may call me crazy.

But, you’re not aware of a miracle- quite exemplary!

There is a vitamin for a heart that has lost its beauty.

Oh heart… Are you okay? What caused you this misery?

The heart replied in awe. Your sins oh man! Your sins oh son of Adam!

They’re darker than the night. They’re much poisonous than venom.

And the heap you bring in me, Wallahi, I am buried;

Buried in your sins way deep down.

You lied, you backbit, you disobeyed, you envied.

You hated, didn’t love. You danced, didn’t pray.

You listened to music. Wallahi, that destroyed me!

You talked to Na-Mehrem, that made me blind;

there stood a wall in me that would decline any light.

You had no modesty. Your gazes weren’t down.

Your anger was like fire, it burnt all peace in me.

You were disrespectful to your parents. Believe me, that’s when I was doomed!

You spoke ill of others, encouraged their sins. You were selfish and greedy.

You sat in front of that big screen all day. That misshaped me, misguided me, and misplaced me.

You kept earning Haram. You kept eating Haram. How could that ever enlighten me?

You counted your money and restrained from charity.

You thought “money” could bring you happiness only!

You deceived your Lord and no light could ever reach me!

Darkness creeped in till I shrank into a black deep hole.

Oh son of Adam, you’re really such a fool!

You move around with a dead heart, thinking you’re too cool.

Now that you know what caused me to die. Perhaps, I shall tell you, how to make me alive.

Yes it is actually possible! This black deep hole could become an enlightening lantern.

Just keep listening carefully. It’s not at all hard I tell you.

One simple ingredient I long for. One vitamin that has the cure.

Oh son of Adam, “Verily, in the Remembrance of Allah do hearts find rest!” (Ar-Rad 13:28)

I beg you, I do… Just remember Allah (swt)!

Dhikr is the key, the antibiotic to my disease.

Take a doze everyday. Start slow and it will guide you to eternal peace!

Keep your hands busy in worldly necessities. And your heart busy in the Dhikr of Allah (swt).

Believe me, I’ll become a brand new heart.

The darkness will disappear, the holes will fill up, the bruises will heal, I will size-up!

Just remember your Lord, praise Him, love Him. Obey Him, fear Him. Make Him yours!

Because, even after, all the darkness you brought in me, He always loved you. He kept an eye on you in patience, that you shall one day remember Him.

Just ask for forgiveness one single time, and He will forgive you without any complains.

He will make the darkness disappear from me, and light me up in a way you can’t believe.

And trust me, that when I’m healed- you will heal. No power could destroy you, no darkness could reach you, nce you have a healed me.

And if you shall leave me dead again- just crawl back to Him, remember Him.And He shall guide you.

“Fly, O Bird!”

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Marvelling at early morning sky
The velvety clouds,
streaked with gold,
painted so flawlessly
by the Best Painter, Al-Musawwar,
hang majestically in the sky.
A bird
soaring delightfully,
light and free
from any worldly baggage,
holds my attention.

The One, who holds it during its flight,
and does not let it fall or waver-
even in the worst of storms.
Why would He let me fall or forsake me
when He, Ar-Rahman, doesn’t neglect a tiny bird?

He, who brings a bright new day
from the cradle of night.
He, who is Al-Wakeel,
He will surely suffice me.
The Giver of life-
The All-Seeing.

(Inspired from the majestic early morning sky and Surah Mulk, verse 19)

A whisper in void

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My love and sacrifice for Him, who heals the wounds in my heart- slowly, but perfectly.
My self submitted to His will, who holds my unknown fate.
My faith and belief in the One from whom I beg mercy.
My contentment affiliates with Him who is everywhere I go.
My eyes desperate to catch a glimpse of the One I feel everywhere, but see nowhere.
My head bows to His majesty and greatness, none dares to deny.
My day begins and ends praising Him, who’s worthy of every praise.
My secrets and facts are known to Him, who peeks inside my heart.
My sins and goofs are unknown to the world; He knows and keeps them hidden.
My success and failure, it is He who decides.
My thanks merely paid to Him, who absolves sinners like nobody else.
My God, my Lord, my Allah (swt), enlist me amongst those you love.

Reflection of This Mirror

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As a mother, I want to teach you the important lessons of life

Tomorrow when you stand as a husband or wife,

I might not be around as I am growing old and gray

Caring for you, worrying for you every living day,

Today, when you’re young and spirited so high

You want pleasure and freedom to fly,

Things matter most to you and they better be the best

Your heart is constantly in this world put to test,

My child understand the mirage of the world

Do not lose your grip in this dazzling whirl,

It’s the stuff that allures

But it won’t be long before you want more,

The nature of worldly things is such

It captivates your desires, but keeps your soul unrested much,

Occasionally the make-up may fail

The weight may go up and down the scale,

Dark or fair, don’t worry, don’t fake

Allah (swt) made you and He makes no mistakes,

You are beautiful because of your soul

Not the six pack chest or the beauty mole,

If you believe in yourself and the beauty of what lies within

You will be the happiest person from Bahrain to Berlin,

Befriend Allah (swt) so He lights up your heart

May your Iman and Aqeedah never depart,

Throw the world behind you and let it chase you

Just lead a meaningful life with courage and be true,

Let the stuff be your slave

And with dignity do behave,

You are from the Ummah of the greatest leader of all times

Never should you be the reason for anyone to ever malign,

Our beloved messenger (sa) who cried for you and I

Do not forget until you die,

Allah (swt) has destined your Rizq all along

It is you who has to decide the path right or wrong,

Not a penny will you earn less, not a penny more

Than what you deserve so go on and explore,

I don’t want a grade you earn by cheating others in school

I don’t want you to demean yourself to look cool,

I want to see you live and die loving your Creator

I want you to feel pride in serving His creation,

I want to meet you at the gates of Paradise

I want to embrace you there with no guise,

I pray to Allah (swt) to choose you to be the one

A worthy daughter or a wonderful son,

Oh my child, this life is so precious to waste

Such little time is left, until death we taste,

Rise and stretch high

Sprint and zoom by,

Do not look back, but only to learn from your errors

One day you will become a reflection of this mirror,

I pray to Allah (swt) He forgives my slights

And fulfills all the gaps with His might,

Mould you into what He wants you to be

And as a striving and faulty mother honour me. Ameen

This poem is dedicated to every mother who sheds tears for the salvation of her family.

In The Dark, I See The Spark!

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In the dark, silent nights,

The pillow absorbs the warm tears that roll down my eyes.

The aches are still apparent.

The agony which tears apart every inch of my soul.

The memory of letting you down several times.

The hurt of giving priority to those other than you.

The burning feeling of cheating you.

The fear of becoming a hardened one.

The anguish of being lost and alone.

The shiver of spell bound heedlessness.

The denial of standing in front of you one day.

The nervousness of being accountable.

The pit in stomach when hear of your justice and anger.

The forgetfulness of daily obligatory prayers.

I cry and become restless for wasting one more day.

In dark, silent nights,

The pillow absorbs the warm tears that roll down my eyes.

I sob out of love for you Ya Rabbi.

I ask, I ask for Jannah like a stubborn child.

In the dark, silent nights,

I long for your pleasure.

I pray for steadfastness.

In the dark, silent nights,

The hope is still high-

As your blessing is more observant.

Rehab

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Changes for the better
Motivation for work, with clear
Consolation for trying and a sure
Compensation for a job done
With great aspiration for next

Gone have been laxities
Pulled off all self-restraining desires
Adorned with the garment of Taqwa
Hoping it would last beyond 720 hours

Every claim, to a reason
Even those that lead to treason
Every purpose to satisfaction
Nothing is called done, except with action

The motivation to do more
Clinical cleansing in no clinic
Shopping for rewards
All route to the market of Ibadah

Humble simplicity
Not lack of strength but obedience
This task, a must carry on
Its essence is to last long

Don’t be constrained
Just for the moment
Changes seen in a few days
A lifelong story not a case study

Aspiration for a rank in paradise
Compensation for this changed heart
Consolation with tranquillity from the
Motivation of fasting

Actions you have taken to seek
Satisfaction of the Most Merciful
Treason against God your wish to subdue
Reason so clear, as Jannah is the only clue

Allah (swt) gave us this month
To submit, submit and change
Grow your faith and manners
All thanks to Him
For this yearly rehabilitation for the best of mankind

Abdullah Bn Bashir [13/07/14 16th Ramadan 1435]