Your Mercy I Almost Forgot

Allah, again I forgot
with your Mercy
the blind will see
the deaf will hear
the dumb will think
the mute will talk
the skeptic becomes convinced
the stammer becomes eloquent

and Allah, I'd almost forgotten to ask
that You Pour the utmost blessing and absolute peace onto our master Muhammad
with which complications are undone
and problems are removed
and all needs are fulfilled
and wishes are realized
and good ending to life
and the cloud showers rain with his (Prophet’s saw) countenance
and (pour also mercy) onto his family and companions
in every glance and breath
as many times as what You Already Know.

Wallahu a'lam

Not for the glory of it

Trying to keep awake…the least I could do is translate something.
After almost 30 years A Romzi and Ramli Sarip
sang this, I *think*I begin to get the message.


Chase not after sweet words
For it can put you to ruins
Chase not after lovely face
For it is a poison to you

Listen o friends
Listen along
I write not for the glory
But for the love
I have for fellow mankind
And to let your love be known

We on equal footing, we on common quest
What set us apart, merely world and its glitter

Listen not to the poems of deceit
For all they do is destroy your soul
Do listen to the poems of tradition
Handed down for generations today

Taint not your heart
Even with a blot of darkness
For it is like termites
Sooner or later they bring your downfall

Wallahu a'lam

CLEAN your selves 1st

I know your ideals
striving to make it CLEAN

you and your cliques are CLEAN,
really? I have my doubt
who sitting behind the stage?
while you folks dance about?
it is sad I shall say,
you chose the wrong route

Go CLEAN your insides
from ego and satanic whispers
God willing,
your faith will prosper

Stay mellow

don't let your heart be stained
don't let your outsides turn YELLOW

Wallahu a'lam

Hope Is All I Do *sigh*

There are always excuses
you think you're well-prepared
but come that crucial moment
you find your strength, so impaired

There's always something

that you wait the whole year
yet when you about to catch it
you find your persistence, disappear

Time to rejoice

In the beginning there was a sprinkle of rahmah
About half way it is downpour of maghfirah
The end of it, the Fire put out, insha-Allah

you poor soul!

O You who loves to hear the sobs of regret
O You who holds the Cure to disease an illness
all eyes have gone to sleep, but these poor eyes stay awake
crying at Your Door in the middle of night, in darkness
those sins, I committed them, I admit
yet I know You with conviction, full of Greatness
give mercy, that is Your Prerogative, don’t look at my failings
indeed Your Generosity and Forgiveness, are boundless.

Remember Him Every Time You Inhale

The night casts shadow
and the day brings light
the lakes ripple and the seas roll
those are signs of Allah’s Might

I hope the wind don’t stop blowing
because for every tree, twig, leaf, and fruit swaying
I raise my hands, supplicating...

I hope the the rain keep showering
because for every drop that is falling
I close my eyes, praying...

I hope my sight remains crisp
because in every glance it gives
and photon of light it receives
I dedicate a special wish...

I hope my lungs perform their best
for everytime I inhale my breath
( - how many times Allah alone has knowledge)
I supplicate that Allah send salawat,
salam, and blessing to our master Muhammad.

We All Do Have To Work Don't We?

Dear boss
Pls accept my apology
For not fulfilling my KPI
While going to work everyday with red eyes

Dear boss
I agree you have shown sympathy
For you hired me at quite generous salary
While my performance is at best, paltry

Now boss
When you calculate your ROI
You scratch your head and ask why
This poor fella is so fragile

Dear boss
This world is neither mine nor yours
I despise all these hurdles I have to cross
I work due to need, not greed
Since I’m nowhere near the maqam tajreed

Know it boss,
I desire to achieve the ultimate
Jannatul Firdaus and enter the heavens gates
If you could bear with me please contemplate:

The day after I die
I long to savour an “A+” ROI
That’s why I wake at night and measure up my KPI
To the ways as commanded by Allah al-Hayy

But for now,
all I have to show are red eyes,
confused looks,
a pale face wanting rest,
some half-hearted achievement,
and slow progress .

Wallahu a'lam

Who Need an April Fool's Day?

I dont need an april fool's day
because already i'm fooled everyday
by those two “guys”, so to say
shaytan - whispering me to go astray
and nafs – from within try to betray

“o man, solah, zikr and salawaat you often repeat
the station you've attained is no easy feat
cut yourself some slack
go play a little, come free time pay it back”

That's the whisper of al-khannaas
from al-jinns and an-naas
breathing was-a-was into my chest
and put my iman at unrest

Crazy About The Prophet (saw) v2

A careless translation of one of my favorite nashid. The radio used to play it often (many many years ago):

Lo, a new page had been written
in history
in Makkah, the land of bless and holy
as the day manifested utmost dignity
here commenced a beautiful story

The dawn of Monday, at first light
12th of Rabiul Awal, a day so bright
on 20th of April, the year of the elephant
there was born an offspring of heaven

Born to the late Abdullah
and the blessed Aminah
with pure delight
the young mother accept’d
the majestic progeny who shall set mankind right

Muhammad was the given name
name of repute, praise and fame
Allah’s best gift, accept it with pleasure
for he shall grow to nobility beyond measure

Nobility and charisma were his birth rights
along with his appearance you see lights
the world once oppressive, now filled with cheer
all creations stood up to receive their noble heir.

“O Allah, bless our master Muhammad in the night when it darkens, bless our master Muhammad in the day when it brightens, bless our master Muhammad in the next abode and the first, bless our master Muhammad as a pure youth, bless our master Muhammad as a pleasing man of maturity, bless our master Muhammad since he was a child in the cradle and bless our master Muhammad until nothing remains of blessing”
– Dala’il Khayrat by Imam al-Jazuli http://bewley.virtualave.net/dalail6.html

To Love Prophet Is To Love 'Ulama

I thank Imam Abu Hassan Ash-Sha'ari
for the insight he had
to lay down the framework
of beliefs of an Ahlu Sunnah wal Jama'ah
on the creed of Rasulullah (saw)

I thank Imam Muhammad bin Idris Ash-Shafi'i
for the brilliance he displayed
in formulating the procedures
on how to show obedience to Allah
as close as possible to the way of Rasulullah (saw)

I thank Imam Junayd al-Baghdadi
for his sincere recommendations
on how to obtain nearness to Allah
the same indoctrination Rasulullah (saw) made to his companions.

Said Rasulullah (saw):

The scholars are the heirs of the Prophets

My dedication also goes to:
All other founders of mazhabs: Imams Abu Hanifah, Malik bin Anas, Ahmad bin Hanbal, al-Layth, Abdullah bin Mubarak
Muhyiddin Ibn Arabi, al-Ghazali, al-Qusyairi, as-Shazili, Ahmad bin Idris al-Fasi, al-Jazuli, al-Busairi, An-Nawawi, Ar-Rafi’i, ar-Ramli, both Ibn Hajars, ar-Razi, as-Suyuti, al-Sakandari, al-Haddad and so many more. Allah knows who.
To the malay 'ulama who fought hard and their students who still fighting to keep malays true muslims like Shayks Abdul Samad al-Falimbani, Daud al-Fatani, Tuan Hussin Kedah, Wan Mohamammad Zain al-Fatani.

I won't forget the auliya of Allah whose knowledge is like the ocean, but remain faceless because that's simply the way they are. They write no books, teach no students. Due to their barakah, Allah holds back calamities from befalling us.
And to my shaykhs and teachers, and parents. May Allah reward them all the best of rewards.

Crazy About The Prophet (saw)

As I look at the half moon
I bathe in its luminous ray
12th Rabi’ul Awwal shall be here soon
and I look forward to his birthday
Sayyidina Muhammad (saw), the best among creations
that Allah ever made from light, flame, or clay

He is the chief of all creatures and mankind,
he is the chief of this world and the next.

Why else in every 2 rak’ahs we pray
respects to him we pay?
Why else in every tashahhud
his noble name we salute?
Why else to his family and to his great grandfather Ibrahim (as)
likewise we pay tribute?

O Allah send salawat to Sayyidina Muhammad and his family and companions as many times as there are Your creations. The creations who make tasbih to You, who glorify You, who prostrate to You, and who acknowledge Your Greatness – since the day You created this world until the day of Resurrection, and for every day you increase the salawat a thousand fold.

To Be a Sufi, You Need a Poem :)

This poem has been lying around for a while, and today the bulb lights up suddenly. So here’s the translation (+ some editing here and there to make words rhyme).

Tariqah Sufiyyah

Tariqah is but a road
For a servant to seek God
Where to seek, you reckon?
A good “mursyid” is the beacon

Tariqah sufiyyah is full of thorns,
But soon you’ll whiff a barrel full of cologne
Reaching for the goal, oh so difficult
One slip, you cut your own throat

Tariqah and Tasawwuf food for the soul
Legacy from the Prophet, whom we all follow
“Bid’ah”, outdated you say?
InsyaAllah they're here to stay!

The way of the Salaf on basis of Syari’ah
Start your journey on the path of Haqiqah
Traversing the land treading the Tariqah
Sailing the ark in ocean of Ma’rifah

A true tariqah guides to sincerity
So seek knowledge, perform deeds attentively
Remember all these before your last breath
You’ll find it handy in the days after death!

The original poem composed by somebody else(I don’t know who). It was distributed on the day honoring Syaikh Wan Mohd Shaghir Wan Abdullah (rh) on 17th May 2008.

Wallahu a'lam

Poem - Why Learn Islam the Traditional Way

Excellent piece by a brother who reverted to Islam, then trapped in this strange so-called-dogma, then alhamdulillah found the right way to enjoy Islam. Im’sure he’s enjoying Islam just like I am. So make sure you learn Islam from the right syaikhs and the right way.

http://www.reflectonthis.com/blog/2007/12/two-poems.html

MUSLIM SALAD
By: Aaron Haroon Sellars © 2007

Before Islam I was lost
And after Islam I was lost
Between this and that group
Was I tossed

A bookstore Shaykh
Not even worth a dollar
With do-it-yourself Islam
Who needs a scholar?

Tossed so much
Might as well been a salad
I was quoting Hadeeth
But my wudu was invalid

If I can’t purify my outer
Then what about my inner?
Piles of books
But still a big sinner

What I know, doesn’t show
And now I know better
That’s what happens without the spirit
And only the letter

So attach myself I must
To scholars with unbroken chains
For this is the means
By which pure knowledge remains

Wallahu a'lam