When Alone, would you be like Ali?

 

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Alone in worship, day and
night he would remain
For alone, your souls,
one day will also be taken.

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He showed the world, the master of his
and every creation is only Allah.
While his isolation with God was
feared, he remained firm in his Salah.

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Ibn Mujlim, sought a deep desire
to marry a woman, as a condition
Accepted would be his proposed,
if completed Ali’s assassination.

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While Ali remained lost in
prayer, conversing with his Lord
Like a coward, attacked ibn Muljim
poisoning Ali with his sword.

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In this sacred month
of forgiveness, ibn Muljim
For the sake of his desires,
betrayed this religion.

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I wonder, are you and I
any different than him..
Before you put desires
above God, think again.

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When alone, would you be like Ali,
lost in his Lord’s remembrance..
Or like his killer, lost in fulfillment
of desires- chosen to be forsaken.

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Fear Of the saviour

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You seized the rights of
Allah, given of your leader
From his family you snatched
away every sip of water.

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Without a sword, he showed you all to
abstain bloodshed and enter God’s path
But instead you killed him and gained
the Most Merciful’s worst wrath

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I am not surprised why do
you forbid his mourning,
Just as you denied him
water, you deny us grieving.

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How do we stop, knowingly,
that our lives are always at risk
For only through Hussain, in this
land human rights still exists

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You see, we try to change, and
to change we need to live
For our leader’s return every
sacrifice, we are willing to give.

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Just like Muhammad, Mahdi too
will be a mercy to mankind
He will show, how God- from
your dark soul’s, you’ve denied.

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I now know, it’s not hate, against
my pure school of thought
It’s fear, for as believers you’d
be exposed, as an enemy of God

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Prophet Hud’s faith in God

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The tribe of Ad, lived in a
beautiful, flourishing land
Granted by God, blessed
with rich grains and sand.
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When Hud, came to show, who
was the creator of this beauty,
They rejected his words, and
attacked the Prophet for his duty.
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Flourished never again their
once beautiful, healthy land
Prevented was rain, a wrath
was sent by God’s command.
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Hud himself, worked in
agricultural and in the fields
And even from his own crops,
rain for many years was shield.
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In desperation, his nation begged
him to pray to his Lord again
To allow rain fall over their lands,
and success to once more, obtain.
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Accepted was the prayer to God by Prophet Hud,
Who was their giver, the nation finally understood.
For the mischiefs, upon them wraths still stood
Upon calamities, the believers, still stayed Good.

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I wonder how foolish
were Hud’s lost nation,
Like Muhammad’s,
decline from submission.

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When the giver of blessings, wants
us to learn, why is he so, very kind
To obey him, for our benefit, not
his, protection for the soul, we find.

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From this selfish world, which stains
my good, I can happily turn away
For the giver of everything, if I submit,
will protect me every single day.

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When due to his nation, Hud
faced the very same adversity
He never left God, his obedience,
showed this faith’s, clarity.

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My just leader

 

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Only for your mother, the
doors of Kabah, opened
To give you birth, Fatima
Binte Asad, was chosen.
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In your first vision, your eyes
saw the light of Ahmad
The protector of his nation,
Mustafa’s arms cradled.
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When no one listened, and
accused Ahmad of his mission
You stood against the odds and
decaled your submission.
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You then defended, Ahmad in
every battle and oppression
While others ran, for God you
remained firm in your position.
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You became inseparable
from the messenger of God
You love grew deeper, till you
obeyed without any reward.

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You became a definition, of how
must the lord be worshiped
You taught us how to love God,
with your actions of leadership
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You were the only cure, for
Muhammad’s lost nation
They begged for your leadership
in tearful, desperation.

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But you didn’t agree, instantly,
you knocked from door to door
Asking, is there anyone against
you for becoming their mentor?
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Pleased was the entire land of Madina,
of you becoming their saviour
For only you were the, the Quran
and Mustafa’s teaching’s armour.

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I am not surprised, after years of
your rights being unjustly snatched
They begged for you, for in God’s path
only you remained attached.
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You are my brave, just, leader,
with calamities you taught me
As long as I remain close to God,
everything’s a test and not misery.

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Abbas protects the proof of God

In Karbala, both of his
hands were unjustly taken
For in return, 2 wings were
gifted to him in heaven.
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I now understand why was Hazrat
Abbas given something so high
He protected the proof of God,
with every pain and every cry.

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With no vision, within his heart
he saw God in his every action
Yet with clear sight, the poof of
God, from us remains hidden.

Who was Imam Muhammad Baqir – Walidat

 

A unique star among the 14,
purified by our ‘giving’ Lord
Known as Baqir, the 5th
Imam, ‘gifted’ to us by God
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His mother was the
daughter of Hasan
While his father was
the son of Hussain.
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Both masters of the youth
of paradise, connected,
to Muhammad Baqir, as
their actions he reflected.
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Predicted it was by Muhammad,
years later, among his lineage,
a child holding his name, would
proclaim superiority in knowledge.

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Commanded was Jabir Al Ansari,
to give Baqir, Mustafa’s salutations
Not just in features, but as a leader
Baqir, had lead Muhammad’s nation.

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Trapped inside the sealed rock of
untruth, remained the ‘truth’ hidden
It called for help and Baqir, slip the
untruth’s trap, letting truth open.
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I now understood why the Imam was
known as ‘the splitter of knowledge’
to follow, this ‘gift’ sent by my lord,
I dismissed all to follow his passage

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Named ‘Hasan’ as a revelation

To name his first child, waited Ali,
for the Prophet’s permission
Ascended then Gibrail with the
name ‘Hasan’ being as a revelation.

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Duplicate in many features and
morals, was Hasan to Mustafa
from the very start, he gained
noble trails from RasulAllah.

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He received from his father,
Ali, with wisdom and bravery,
& from his mother, perfection in
character, was gained undoubtedly

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For truly, he imitated the best of
creation in habits and qualities
And so was Hasan, raised in the
household of pure personalities.

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At age 4, whatever, his two eyes would read,
Hasan’s mind would memorize, them instantly
Sticking next to his Grandfather, always, he
also memorized God’s revelations, blissfully.

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Such was the love from the
Prophet to his grandson,
where he asked Allah for
his sake, to also love Hassan.

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Now show me someone, without
hesitation who would ask their lord
to not ask forgiveness, but ‘love’, for
these personalities, we have found.

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Isn’t that enough, for the entire world to know
about the purity of Zahra & Ali’s household
When without a doubt, no one asks for love,
unless those obedient to their lord, can uphold.

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