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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Shine for Imam Mahdi (as)

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Like the Sun I want to rise,
bright in front of your sight.
Sacrificing for the good, I try
to never dim away my light.
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For you, I speak against the
wrong and defend what’s right.
And you secure my soul,
form any darkness to ignites.
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I fear, this light, before you arrive, with my
every fibre, I continuously try to obtain.
But due to my sins, might lose its shine,
tarnishing me into pieces, once again.
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Yet I know, you’ve raised me to glare
against every cloud and thunder
I plead, approve me as your own
and come back as my just leader.
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Prophet Hud’s oppression

Prophet Hud like Mehdi was also
asked to remain in occultation
for in his absence, the people
had lost their faith in his mission.
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They asked for their saviour, just
like we’ve been asking since years
Yet when Hud appeared, his was
nearly strangled, with scars & tears.
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The people of Hud were asked leave
the worship of idols, the difference
between us and them, we still worship
our desires and think we are pious.
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I understand now, why has Allah
still kept our saviour hidden
For he knows, his representor
would not receive, submission.

Honoring the Mother of Ali

I wonder about this lady, who
until her death was praised
Known as ‘my second mother’
Mustafa, repeatedly claimed.
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From the loss of his father,
mother and grandfather
Ali’s mother, took care of
Ahmad, unlike any other.
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She nurtured Muhammad, and
fed him before her own children
While being poor, she understood
the worth of Ahmad’s mission.
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I am not longer surprised, why was the birth
of Ali inside the Kabah so easily granted
For a lady, who honoured the Prophet of
God, in return of her service, she was gifted.
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She proved her obedience to Allah,
and he chose her as the mother of Ali
For by her actions, God has shown me,
what is the reward of loving this family.
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Actions Speaks louder – A poem on Prophet Muhammad (swaa)

 

Rejected was his noble
teachings by many
called by derogatory
names he was by majority

Yet when you look into
his life he never gave up
for he believed in himself
first and his lord above

He created a reputation
of honesty and loyalty
which lead Khadija, to
trust him wholeheartedly

Never was he seen or known of
cheating, lying, hurting or betraying
for he proved with his actions the
definition of how to live as a being

With kindness, compassion
and utmost generosity
He taught mankind
the message of All mighty

Embodied with perfection he was
gifted to us from the very beginning
40 years without his noble status
he created a world worth living.

He removed, racism, selfishness, arguments
and rituals of every baby girl’s burying.
Never did he force others to pray, cover
and condemn those from the non-believing

For knowing your lord, you
need to know yourself, first
and how will you find God,
when your soul, non can trust.

So why is it that, we, with our lips
always mention God’s the great
while with action, we hurt, abuse,
condemn and Islam we degrade

Why do you not, question yourself,
fix your actions and then speak of God
Isn’t that what Muhammad did, first with
actions, then declared who is his lord.

Longer Prostration for Hussain

Beloved to him was Hussain,
for whom Mustafa never lifted
his head from his prostration

At his one request as a little child,
Muhammad got down on his knees
just so he could be Hussain’s horse ride

But now they use horses to kick his chest
he trembles back and forth without any rest
And to attend Salah, they murder him in haste

I ask you now, O enemies of Hussain
With such haste that you killed him,
to which lord are you rushing for prostration

Wasn’t Muhammad the
one to teach you this religion
Yet you betray him and his
lord by killing his grandson

When the best of creation
would slow down his prayer
just so Hussain could play on
top of his back a little longer

How could you then
butcher his beloved family
and separate this holy
religion from humanity

The accursed Satan did not prostrate to
Adam, and was sent out of heaven
Yet, O Yazid your people with prostration
have lost every last reason to be forgiven