LET US LIVE

Shed not blood on earth, waste not lives yet to be lived

Rid us of your inhumane acts fuelled by selfishness and triggered by greed

We desire to live in harmony, remove our shackles and let us live in peace

Put your weapons to rust and put an end to the vehemence

For tired, we are of hearing the piercing screams of the mothers

And of burying our sons. We spend our days counting the number of the living dead

And fall to the floor jaded by a war that bled

Wrecked by the bloodshed and tortured by the burn

Our wounds profusely bleed - wounds, which only time can heal

Voices in our heads only serenity can erase

Our hearts have bled enough

Our souls, tired of suffering an eternally tormenting loss

And an unforgettable past, our world blanketed by clouds of smoke

And flooded by tears of the distressed

Rest our heads on our pillows sans the fear of being shredded by night

Remove the shadows looming atop to kill the demons that torment our nights

Shut our eyelids to awaken to a morn of promise and hope

Let us live- in repose!

Gratitude

"When We bestow favours on man, he turns away, and gets himself remote on his side (instead of coming to Us); and when evil seizes him, (he comes) full of prolonged prayer!"
[The Noble Qur'an 39:8]

Dare I ask
why the child
when brought a toy
loses himself in its joy
and forgets to thank
the one who brought it?
His heart at times tender and vigilant
remembering its Lord attempting its share of due diligence
and at times aloof of what surrounds it
be among those whose lives teach them gratitude

they need not affliction
to stir them into remembrance
they are grateful always
from dawn until dusk
saying

O Allah no more affliction needs this man
to learn his lessons in due course of time
Glorified are You, the One and Only
Grant me guidance, steadfastness and gratitude

Were I to learn by my mistakes throughout
my life would be a loss
but i have learnt to take risks calculated
and give up my life cavalier
i have begun to care, to think outside of myself
and comprehend,
there's more to living than
"I"

Walk the road to Paradise
The road of dependence on Him
Freedom of the self
And gratitude for what you have
Now is all you have left

Grow up.

Free of these

Have I settled to the ground
lowered my standard
to accept the world around me
attempting to be reasonable
pull me down to what
you think is possible
but really I don’t see
how you cannot reach the skies
if you have due determination

I really do
I really want to excel and soar
At a pace beyond all else
I feel this need to achieve
To grow and to contribute
Its eating the heart of me
Its like a need, a hunger
That remains unfulfilled
I have tried

I have tried to go far
To cut past all my restraints
The tears and the cries of incapacity
Really nothing such does exist
Its all in your head
Feel free to achieve
And go beyond these
Life’s not worth living until
You have been free
Free of these

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Little Saint

Is it just for you to expect from your nascent self the demeanor of saints
yesterday's child in the grounds
today's intense worshipper by night
could you have understood the texts of the ancients in truth
who wrote them having matured in thought and reason
while you are just out of the cradle, an infant
aspiring to run!

so tax not yourself beyond capacity
rather seek to learn from those who know
and before all ask for guidance the One above all those who know

Has it occured to you dear friend that to be AbuBakr when 15 may lead you to forget your ownself
the self was created by Al-Musawwir and you will know it well in due time
take advice from elders
and rush not into things
play still with the boys because it is from the Sunnah to entertain yourself for a while
restrict not your nafs to the extent that with burden it capsizes
but search for the middle path by du'a and asking
those who know

yes your self may have been corrupted in times while you knew not
you imitated what you saw and learnt whatever came your way
hold not yourself accountable for all things such
for it was by decree
derive your lessons therefrom
and hence walk free

it is not from piety to deny yourself a morsel of bread in time of intense need
nor is it from piety to overload your tank with three when its portion is one.

As said Ibn ul Qayyim Al-Jawzi may Allah have mercy on him
Your nafs is like a camel on a journey to its Lord
tax it not beyond its capacity for it may become plump and slow
burden it not with excessive lack, because it may not reach it destination whole
rather follow the path in between, the path of the beloved of you and me
(salleAllah alaiyhe wasalam)

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