When Life gives me Blues,
I seek the Bloom of Blood,
Which runs down my veins,
Like a crushing Waterfall,
Overwhelming the Realm of Existence,
With a pure purpose;
Like a fragile petal,
I tremble in the Rain,
But when the Spirit of Mighty Love,
Touches my eyelids,
I feel reinvigorated like an
Unbreakable Wall,
Ready for the missiles on my way;
I am the Muslim,
I am the Servant of Allah,
I am the True Islam
In me, you will see Palestine Growing;
The True Heirs of David,
Will take over the thrones of both this world and the
Hereafter,
They are neither callous,
Nor power-thirst,
But they are ever submissive to the Will of the Unique
God Whose power,
And Will can change the surface of the Earth
And Firmament in a single breath ;
I am from Al-Azim,
I am from Almighty Allah,
I am Palestine,
And its Hope,
I am the fresh breeze of a new Era,
The era of the Victory of Islam in the World;
I am the Servant of Allah,
I belong to neither East nor West,
Neither North nor South,
When I come,
I strike with Allah's Will,
And the Hardened Hearts
Become Soft anew,
A softness of devotion and humility,
Which consumes hypocrisy, lies and the vain things of
existence,
When true Existence becomes apparent,
Life becomes worthwhile;
The Blood of Divine Life will take over the World,
And my sadnesses will disappear,
Hang on O Muslims,
Hang on O Palestine,
For your Saviour Has come!
---Tayyeba Nasrine Aliah
22 May 2024