Prophet Yusuf (Jonah) True self

For being loyal and
a kind-hearted son
Without envy, or
jealousy from anyone

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Yusuf was given the
knowledge of dreams
For God rewards the
doer of good deeds.

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To test, how obedient was
Allah’s this gifted slave
Yusuf was trapped, and his
soul, he alone could save.

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When the wife of the Aziz,
asked him to join this sin
He proclaimed, from his true
self, he could never give in.

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‘No good comes to those who
do wrong’ He would explain
Ignored the words of God, she
approached him without no shame.

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Yusuf, then asked his Lord, to show
him a way out of this wrath.
To the doer of good, who passed
his task. God then opened a path.

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Though he escaped, he was
still unjustly imprisoned
A gift from this world, he
received for being resistant.

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But you see, Yusuf
was never sad.
He accepted prison
with open hands.

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For he knew, he was free
in the sight of his Lord
And any calamity shrinks,
with the protection of God

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 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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