Poem: 'The Eternal Embrace'

 

Thirst for the Never-ending Divine Presence

I wish I had time to explore this finite world,

When the beauty of Allah's creation strikes me,

I feel the awe in breathtaking gasps,

The name of the Almighty on my lips;

 

I feel like a traveller ready to return to my Rab,

The world though beautiful but nevertheless a

Temporal pass,

Unto a reality more real than my own soul,

Advices for the Muslims

   

Strive hard—O valiant ones!—

so that the Faith may gain strength,

And freshness and elegance may flourish

in the garden of Islam.

 

Friends!

Should you have compassion for the plight of Islam,

You will be—in the eyes of God—akin to

the Companions of the Prophet.

 

Hypocrisy and discord will be removed from the ignorant;

Perfect harmony, brotherhood, and friendship will be cultivated.

So rise up to strive, for surely from God’s court,

Assistance will appear for the helpers of Islam.

 

Should any sympathy for the honour of the Faith

burn in you this day—

I swear by Allah—

ye shall likewise attain dignity and honour.

 

Should ye extend forth the hand of generosity

for the victory of Islam,

Likewise shall ye behold

the sudden manifestation of the Hand of Power.

‘Tarbiyyat’ Lessons- 8

 

Duah for Increasing Memory

Subhanaka la ilma lana

Illa ma allamtana innaka

antal-Alimul Hakim.

 

‘Glory be to You, we have no knowledge except who You have taught us. Verily, it is You, the All-Knower, the All-Wise’.

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Ya Ilaahi

 

When I am alone,

Allah is my comforter

When I am nothing,

Allah is my everything.

When I am sad and lonely,

Allah is my song and my joy

When I am weak and helpless,

Allah is my strength

Ameen, Summah Ameen, Ya Rabbul Aalameen.

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Poem: 'The True Heirs of David'

  

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;

Poem: The Selfless 'Me'

 

If Dreams are made of Hope,

My heart hankers after the Fulfillment of it all,

Like the Sweetness of the Bee's Honey,

I yearn for the stickiness to the Lord's Glory,

My eye prays for the uncovering of the timeless insight,

The Outer seeking the Inner,

Of Me, I perceive not I or Myself,

But only the meaning to be selfless,

And merging with the One Who is the True Me,

The Most Powerful, Unlimited, and Evergreen Me,

Whose wishes blend with the Inferior me,

To complete the picture of true Union.

Poem: ‘My Only Need’

  

You are my intimate friend

my aspiration

my joy

 

My heart

refuses

to love

other than you

The Quest for the Face of God

 

‘I created jinn and mankind only to know and worship Me.’ (The Holy Qur’an, 51:57)

 

According to a famous Hadith Qudsi, God says: ‘I was a Hidden Treasure and I yearned, I loved to be known intimately. So I created the heavens and the earth so that they may know Me intimately.’

 

A true believer is a lover of God. By establishing oneself on Divine commandments and the perfect example of the noble Prophet (sa) and the Elect of God of one’s era, a true believer can aspire for a special relationship of friendship and spiritual intimacy with God Almighty through a sound, purified heart: 'The heavens and the earth cannot contain Me, but the heart of My faithful servant can contain Me'. Sincere striving with pure faith and a grateful heart opens up the gates of Divine mercy: 'So remember Me, and I shall remember you' (2:153). Indeed God loves an earnest, perfected soul when it seeks Divine nearness with a tongue always moist with the remembrance of God. In a Hadith Qudsi, Allah (swt) states: ‘He who seeks Me, finds Me; He who seeks other than Me, will never find me; Pious souls yearn to behold Me, I yearn more to behold them’.

Poem: 'The Call of Humanity'

The world would have been,

A golden gate to paradisiacal serenity,

Were it not for the feigns and false promises,

Of secular and religious authorities who,

In the name of politics, patriotism and union,

Leave behind their conscience,

To delve into the sea of fraud and corruption;

 

Oh how beautiful would it have been,

If with a true heart,

Each political representative,

Of the multitudinous countries,

Stand up in honour of the world,

And all its inhabitants,

And chant the call of togetherness,

As one global people,

As one united nation,

In the best interest of,

Humankind as a whole,

Poem: 'The Origin of Peace'

  

Every part of the Universe is ever locked in the concept of Peace,

From the moment of creation,

The word to have found light in the Heavens was Peace

A piece of the heart is engrossed in the meditation of Peace,

 The every second which passes in concentration of the Unique God,

Alights from the meaning of Peace,

Poem: 'The Humbled Questioner'

 

Of what avail is my life, if You [Allah] in there I don’t find?

The mysteries of Your Love have driven me to Your door,

I hold many universes in my Whole,

Some say, it is mere pretence,

Some say these are but the Imprint of Your Name the High

Which sizzles my very existence with Your Glorious Presence!

Poem: 'When the Ocean Calls'

 

When the Ocean calls me in its deep waters,

In it I find the Arms of my Lord inviting me 

To the unknown places of the Known Kingdom,

He is the King and I am His Subject,

Yet He raised me up high to the Pleiades of His pleasure,

And made me a Prince of peace,

Though I am not His Son,

But He is etched in me like a fiery essence of Love and Light,

Guiding my every step to fulfilment,

He is my Port of Call, my Haven and Heaven,

Poem: ‘A Hymn to God’

 

 Lo! How manifest is the Light of God,

Who is the Ultimate source of all Light

The whole universe is turning into a reflective mirror

For the eyes to perceive Him.

 

                               Last night while watching the Moon

I became so agitated

In the beauty of the Moon

Were the traces of the beauty of my Beloved.

 

Under the influence of that consummate beauty

My heart is in a state of turmoil

Mention not to me

the comeliness of the Turk or the Tartar.

 

O my Beloved,

How wonderfully is Your

Creative power manifested everywhere

Whichever way I look I find

Every road leading to Your presence.

Poem: 'Bon Voyage, O Hajjis'

 

The Beautiful Days are approaching,

When you will be in the Holy Land, O Muslims,

In the garb of pilgrims,

You will get to taste the elixir of life,

Which purifies one from all sins

And brings one to the pinnacle of submission,

To the Lord’s Will;

This fortune has been opened for you,

O you travellers to Arabia,

Let the sight of the Holy Ka’aba bedazzle you

Into submission to the Almighty;

Poem: 'The Pen of Eternity'

 

 

The pen of my Heart has written, 

has written the thousand wonders 

and the thousand Secrets 

residing in my heart

The red pen of eternity 

has tasted the black ink of its Lord,

The master and the pen forming an indestructible pair,

In the depths of the Heart revealing their interior,

So brilliant and so dazzling

In the sun of his heart, 

the master has found his Master,

Thanks to the pen of eternity of his Heart,

The Master of the pious is at the door, 

at the door of your Heart

Visible is the light that shines in your eyes,

At the door of your Lord 

you dwell day and night,

The favourite of the humble you are,

In this world you are not alone,

Because your Master will always be there,

Your life in His hands,

Your way in His footsteps

Poem: 'The Successor'

 

The Rise of the Sun & the Moon of Islam

 

The World may be cut Asunder,

But not my Love for You,

Your Essence fills me,

And grants me the elixir of Unity,

In Your pure Divinity;

 

You say to let go of the filth of this world,

And come in Your embrace,

Devoid of the temporalities of temporalities;

 

You crafted a Being,

And breathed in Your Soul,

The Divine Soul will see through,

The Trials of this world;

 

In the Glow of a Setting World,

The Sun will rise again,

To give a Last Ray of Hope to the Universe,

The cry, out of this world

Will fill Your Universe,

With submission to Your Will;

Poem: 'The Fire of Moses'

 

Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim

 

If a Witch you think I am,

And witchcraft is my Art,

Then let me show you the Wonders,

Of the great Wizard,

Whose staff ate away,

The serpents of unfaith;

 

If him a Wizard you label,

Then a Witch am I for God's sake,

The fire of Moses is burning within me,

For it seeks to purify me,

To the Core of my Being;

An Inspired Poem: 'Ramadan'

 

O Allah! 

Your poor servants have come 

to inquire about Your favours. 

May they inherit Paradise 

by virtue of the blessings of fasting.

That they may have the honour 

of gazing at You in Paradise, 

thus soothing their aching hearts.

May You forgive us all our sins 

through the blessings of Taraawih. 

May You thus keep the Ummah of Muhammad (pbuh) 

under Your protection.

Have mercy on us, 

O the One filled with mercy. 

Soften our hearts 

with the blessings of fasting.

It is certainly the most glorious month 

among all other months, 

the month in which 

Allah revealed the Holy Book (Qur'an).

O Allah! 

By the benefits of the reading of the Qur'an, 

Protect the believers 

against daily misfortunes.

Grant the will to all Muslims 

to observe fasting in the holy month.