Tears to Lend

Oh people! Lend me your ears,
And I will lend you my tears,
Hear these words and heed,
Open your books and read,
Are they filled with a bright light?
Or you took it with a blind sight?
It is when you cannot go back,
And ask for the deeds you lack,
Or give the money you treasure,
Or stop the days of pleasure,
The day has come for the depart,
When close friends are far apart,
When you shiver and shake in fear,
When the cries of hell seem so near,
But you knew that before your death,
As you keep having a constant breath,
So walk on a straight line,
And let your dull heart shine,
And fill your mind with knowledge,
Islam is the faith you need to acknowledge.
Tuesday, 11thof September 2012

Night Prayer

We light our lamps by capturing the moonlight,
Sending messengers to villagers for a meeting,
Earth Whisperers hungry for surreal calligraphy,
When the diseased keep their minds demented,
Or those who are lazy enough to shut their eyes,
And when the Call for Prayer is raised somewhere,
Seeking the pride of the desert and its pure sand,
Filling the wells between our sails continuously,
Whispering pure thoughts within our minds and heart,
Defined by our way of life and the perfect scroll,
Islam: engraved in golden calligraphy spreading peace,
Islam: the faith of Abraham and all creatures’ submission,
Concluding our night with a smile and a hug,
Breathing in and out as we obtain tranquillity.
Wednesday, 5thof September 2012