Lost Soul (spoken word)

بسم الله الرحمن الرحیم

 
In the deepest dark of the night
I follow my way through
into every avenue,
every corner, every vein, all the way down to the roots, I
bring her freedom, peace, tranquility,
try to convince her, to the best of my abilities -

I am strong & I pull her down with force,
try to steer her into the right direction, but she keeps holding tight to her chains as if there was some reason for remorse
if she just let go -
I wish she would just let go
so that I could show her the road,
the path towards light,
the end of her fight,
the peace of her mind,
the answer to her questions,
the liberation of her rights -
But she doesn't let go - 
I wish she would just let go,
I wish I could ease her pain, her sorrow,
but she doesn't let go -

Instead she
sticks to enslavement like a drug addict,
keeps swallowing life's poison because she can't predict
success, hapiness, justice, so she
embraces fear, endless tears, being busted
in her dreary, dark cell called her lost soul -

Being scared of the future equals being scared of the unknown,
so she sticks with the pain fully known,
known helplessness, anxieties, always being scared
of tomorrow -
instead of following me -
prosperity, spring of the heart, liberty, eternity -

All I want is to show her mercy
Not my own flawed one but that of the Supreme, 
whose mercy is greater than any worldly entity -
Come with me, I wanna set you free,
show you the truth, lead you to purpose, tell you reasons to finally be & love yourself,
unlock all those chains around your neck, 
heaven is waiting, let's fly & never look back -

But you just don't let go...
If only you knew that home is just one step away -
But you just don't dare to stand straight in bliss, 
so I pull you down,
down on your knees,

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so you can better see 
where you're supposed to be and
until then... I'll sit here 
and wait,
till you realize who I am - 
your strength, your faith and
you finally follow me out of darkness into light,
to the truth, to freedom in submission, to the only path right... Home.

Love legacy

بسم الله الرحمن الرحیم

 

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I asked the Sun how he could love the earth
despite all the energy she takes,
he told me "Even though she moves around our universe, she never forgets what our love is worth,
and no matter where she is, she always turns her face
back towards me - when she falls asleep and she awakes" -

So I asked the earth how much she loved the sun,
she said "He's the center of my world,
whether I lost or won, I turned or whirled, 
I remained his number one"


And even after all these years, the sun never told the earth  
"For you I have so much done",
After all these years, the earth never looked at anyone but the sun -

Such is a love we blindly witness every day,
and which shall never die -
a love that turns a dark night into day,
and lights the entire sky.

بسم الله الرحمن الرحیم

Many swallowed tears later 

my wings finally recovered, 

so I spread them out 

to fly;

and fell hard -

for I only forgot 

yet never lost 

the chains around them. 

 بسم الله الرحمن الرحیم

'I'm cold,' said the heart 
and touched the fire. 
And when it felt pain, 
it rejoiced
and whispered 
'I'm alive'

Formula of Love

بسم الله الرحمن الرحیم

They say that love before marriage
Is but the result of transgression
And verily, it is towards sin the carriage,
If you do not mind its expression

Thus love, but do not love out of lust
For only the conscienceless animal haunts for the mere flesh -
Love like a human, from a distance, be like dust,
Covering your blossom's purity under your God-conscious security

Let your love be like a child,
Innocent and shy -
For love is meant to be calm and peaceful, not furious and wild

Thus love, but love innocently -
Just like modesty and shyness guard from sins,
Remain behind the curtain of shame and watch your beloved differently,
With a lowered gaze, for only the righteous are promised to win

For love is not made but to elevate, to raise high,
And elevation lies in submission only,
Love is ought to be pure and holy,
Thus submit but to the ever Loving, ever Living, the Pure, the Holy,
So that this love might always live and never fade, never die

They say that death's cousin is sleep,
And in daytime we resurrect -
So when the bond of marriage is tied,
Every night, let us together fall asleep, just as having died -
And in daytime let us together wake up - as if from the grave we erect -
So we might one day die together,
And resurrect together before the One in whose love we will love each other forever.

Love confession

بسم الله الرحمن الرحیم

I used to exist with no purpose in life,

I walked around, clueless about where I'd arrive,
Every morning I wondered where I would go,
At night I would still not know
Why I was here and what was my goal,
Day in, day out - a captive inside this black whole..

 From darkness You brought me to light,
 I was lost in blindness, but You cleared my sight,
My Creator, my Sustainer, my Lord, my Guide,
Whose greatness lies
beyond human mind,
I will follow You for the rest of my life -

Oh, sweet scent of enslavement, how You set me free,
Oh, sweet taste of humbleness, through which You elevated me,
Oh, sweet view of obedience, through which You honored me -

How blessed is the head which lies in prostration,
How blessed is the heart which is freed from this world's chains through Your pure salvation

I never feared death but always feared not having lived,
Not knowing what to do with this beautiful gift
That I now devote to You, for You are the truth -
All perfect praise and thanks is only to You,
To You, the Everlasting, who has always been,
To You, who knows the plain and the unseen,
You, who is One, the king of the entire universe,
To You we belong and to You we surely will return -
I long for Your closeness, to rise up above,
Like a lonely lover, separated from his love...

Oh You, whom no eyes have ever seen and no mind can comprehend,
Who knows the exact number of my tears and remembers what I forget,
Oh You, who answers to my every call and who catches me, no matter how hard I fall

Oh, ever loving, ever living,
Oh, exceedingly forgiving,
Oh, Most merciful of mercifuls,
Oh, source of all peace and Creator of every soul,
I don't have a lot, but only one heart to give,
So to You I submit as long as I live
In hope to enter Your garden one day and see Your beautiful face,
By Your majesty and grace, I'm thankful for all You gave and
I try my best to please You, so please accept from Your sinful slave.

Family Portrait

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

Dear Sir or Madam, dear world outside,

I would like to introduce myself to an audience worldwide.
I am young and dynamic and I have discipline, too,
Probably because there is a lot I have been through?
I was taught to follow a strict plan, day in, day out, without any exception,
I condemn lies, hatred, backbiting, as well as deception.
I try my best to serve society, to feed the poor,
To care for the orphans and to always have an open door
For the one who is in need or who has something to go through - 
To spread peace and to greet whom I know and whom I don't,
To treat everyone mercifully, as if we were all connected by the same strong bond,
To love for my brother what I love for myself,
To feed my soul and my intellect daily - not via TV, but with those books on my shelf -
Yet people don't like us here, even though they don't know our personality,
Which is a very sad reality, still I'd like to tell you some about my family:

Praise be to God, what a large family we are,
We love each other, no matter how close we are or how far,
We are all equal, 'cause for us there is only one 'star'
whom we follow but don't worship, who always preferred diplomacy over war,
who taught us to always think positively, regardless of how things may seem,
who educated us and trained us to become a worldwide team,
to cry when your brother cries, to be happy when your sisters beam
out of joy and to always have a shoulder to lean
on, just as I know there will always be one for me -
If I had no food or would fast, I know, I could knock at some random door
of one of my brother's or sister's home and there would always be more
Food for me than for themselves and I'd have a bed while they'd sleep on the floor -

My family - these days we cried a lot for the injustice we suffered,
So many tears we shed, so many desperate prayers we offered,
Like a body we are: if one part feels pain, all of it falls into fever, becomes sleepless,
but when we see each other healing, we feel the sweetness
of solidarity, brotherhood - we harmonize like a band,
because we stick together, how hard doesn't matter, like an inside out twisted hand
and on Ramadhan and during Hajj we reach the peak of unity,
recharge our hearts and souls - one nation under His praise - no matter how hard the cruelty
we're facing -
But right now? Right now things are actually pretty amazing,
Since one of our innocent brothers is finally set free,
and there is nothing more I love to see
than the view of justice and the happiness of my family -
So welcome back, dear brother Moazzam Begg,
May Allah reward and bless you, along with all our innocent captured brothers and sisters, and bring them back.

Oh, how rude of me, of my misbehaviour I am ashamed,
please excuse me for starting off without telling mine and my family's name,
You might have heard a lot about us, but most of it is only bad rumour -
Pleased to meet you, my name is Muslim, and this is my worldwide Muslim family, my ummah.

الحمد الله

عيد مبارك ('Eid moubarak), may Allah tabarakuh wa ta'ala accept their Hajj & make us the next. اللهم آمين

Sky is the limit - Butterfly's tale of separation

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم


"Once upon a time, there was a little world no human eye has ever seen,
a hidden place deep down the woods, covered under the shades of leafs. 
A place where everything was dark and small, and its inhabitants were even smaller,
a place which never saw a ray of sunlight and was filled with tiny crawlers.
'Total darkness?,' you now might wonder, 'How could they put up with that?
A life without the warmth of light, did they not ever become sad?' 
Well, let me ask you my dear friend, how can something you don't know, ever be considered bad?

Now these little friends lived their lives the way it was, day in, day out,
never thought about it, never questioned, never asked, what life could be about,
and amongst all these creatures there was this one, who used to play with friends,
friends, who spent their day not doing good - doing things which in fact made no sense.
Yet still she rested amongst them, although she sometimes thought
that life could not be this dark, that there was something, which needed to be sought.

So she would isolate sometimes, but an answer she would not find,
until she one day met another thinker, who had the same questions on his mind.
'Is this all there is?,' she'd ask, 'There's got to be way more' he'd reply,
from then on the little crawlers searched, until they no longer could deny:
For one day, as they would walk along the dreary roads of their dark home,
they'd pass a tiny little corner, which was covered by a massive stone.
Being thinkers now, they wondered, 'What might be there behind it?',
so they would shyly sneak towards and try to climb and find it.
Helping each other, both young ones moved up the enormous height,
and for the first time ever in their existence witnessed the smooth touch of earth and light.
How beautiful it was, this 'thing' they did not know,
a sense of happiness and peace and calm would cover them, from head down to the toe.
There were no words to describe the mighty power they perceived,
'How senseless and how dull life was, how it sometimes did deceive...'
Now both of them made it their habit to visit this place daily, trying to discover its full size,
the more they saw, the higher they wished to rise.
So as they rose and explored the world, they soon would recognize
that there was something higher, some deeper sense to their existence, some profound purpose in their lives,
and that nothing would remain unsolved if they would go out and strive.
'How senseless and how dull life was, how it sometimes did deceive...'

For the first time ever they would see that they themselves could actually develop,
that they could progress and become better, that there was still a lot of hope.
They realized this when they one day understood that not leafs, but clouds would cover the sky,
and that in this fair and lovely sky would fly a butterfly.
A gorgeous creature that could get up very, very high.
'How senseless and how dull life was, how it sometimes did deceive...'
But this creature that they saw had wings, it surely could do seize
the light they marvelled all the time, to do so as well was a dream in which they now could finally believe.

'I want to be one, too,' she once admitted yearning, teary-eyed, 
'I know that you can be,' he encouragingly replied -
'But, you do know, we would need to seperate our ways,
for in order to find the truth and light, we both need to go away.
Leave the place, the friends, the life we had and start up comepletely new,
for we will only find our peace if we could reach out for the moon.
And never will I reach it, until I have not covered inside a cocoon.'
'I know,' he whispered, 'go for it, for, I promise, if it's meant to be,
we'll meet again on the same path, since the same goal is what we strive to achieve.
Verily, we will indeed remain in this connection
As long as we keep heading into the same direction.
Be sure, if we do choose the right path, we certainly will meet, hopefully mature,
for on that day both of us will have thrived into our most blessed nature.'

So the young crawlers went their ways to try to become the best,
the best they could ever be, facing hard struggles in their quest.
The friends they used to have before would not avoid complaining,
since the two would leave them now for good, for their company was where they could no longer be remaining.
As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months - as time just was passing by,
the little crawler lady finally turned into a complete butterfly.

As she targetted the light she saw, the very one she'd always desire,
she spread her wings to go for it and as she raised up higher,
she heard a familiar voice right next to her, on the very same route,
asking 'Did I not promise that our righteousness would lead us to the truth?
Did I not promise, that we'd meet again, if goodness was, what we we're heading to?'
The sight was just amazing: this full-grown on her side,
who started out with her as a tiny little crawler on the low ground in deep darkness,
now chasing the light with her, for in purity they would strive to abide.

'How senseless and how dull life was, how it sometimes did deceive...'
A long, hard way it was, with struggles and tears, worries and fears,
many risks, trembling uncertainity, they admit,
but see, if you go for the higher purpose, it will defenitely all be worth it.
Now they know that if what you go for has any trace of good in it,
Then only sky is the limit - 
and there is no limit."

Sometimes people go seperate ways, willingly, or unwillingly. Most of the time it hurts.
But no friend is a good, genuine friend, if s/he does not help you on your path of goodness, let alone the path of the Creator. 
If you see someone walking out of your life, be sure that as long as you both move on the right way, you will meet again. 
If not, one of you lost it.

Word on the street

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

It's pitch black

I gotta get back

Because my kids really need to eat -

Damn, I can't move,

another day they got nothing to eat -

Please, I gotta get up on my feet,

find some food and a warm place with a heat,

can't let them sleep on the cold street -

The street that already took my baby away

when she could barely speak,

sneaking on the ground, out of thirst, in the creek,

desperately looking for some leftovers, freezing -

Yet she was just one soul of a lot

Nobody noticed my baby was shaking and sneezing -

'Cause they got deaf by the constant sound of gunshot -

Blinded by their desires, money rules the world -

I mean, what kinda world is this?

We keep screaming, yet we remain unheard -

Is it my voice that is too low?

Or am I being unconscious or just part of a big show?

Are they waiting for the number of dying babies and homeless orphans to grow?

Why does nobody hear my sorrow?

I'm lying flat in this darkness,

helpless, yet selfless,

but the world remains careless,

not a glimpse of fairness -

How can they eat more and share less -

Shameless - while there are lost souls out there, crying

'We gotta survive, come on, now keep trying',

and watch my baby dying...

 

It's ice cold

I can't take a hold

of my tremendously trembling body -

Mommy, Mommy,

I'm on my own, I got lost, why are you so far from me?

I couldn't stand it any longer

this daggering cold, this hard ground, the urge to finally eat - it got stronger

Mama I'm sorry, but I really needed to drink some of that water

I remember you told me 'It's dirty, don't drink it, I can't lose another daughter'

But it was either that or becoming a victim of slaughter,

I mean, it's already been said so often, but this world is so heartless

People obeying their drives like slaves, dead souls, eyes like empty holes, thoughtless -

While we're being buried under these overwhelming waves,

waves of diseases, bullets, under all this pain -

They said there are people in this world who actually succeed to sustain

themselves and their families without trouble,

who live in big warm houses, giving half, but gaining double?

Owning cars, computers, TV's, hoarding loads of cash -

They said, they even throw some food into the trash?

Mommy, Mommy, how can that be, they're lying, right?

I mean, how can they be so lavish, so selfish, while we're stuck in this fight?

I mean, they could easily put an end to this and bring us some light? Right?!

How can they take it any further? But Mommy, this is murder!

Dear outside world, please tell me these are nothing but tales,

Dear outside world, please ensure me, you're not busy with sales

as we're struggling to survive - God willing -

All this killing,

this blood spilling,

dying to finance someone else's future inheritance -Dear Mr. President - am I really worth less than your residence?

Is my life just equal to the light of a candle,
turned off in a simple blow;
am I just another easy throat to strangle?

Didn't I also bear dreams and hopes, didn't I deserve a scope,

to grow up and realize them in like other kids do?Didn't I at least deserve a puberty to go through?They say children are the world's future - sorry, I guess future is dead now and there won't be any,

'cause children, innocent children, keep dying daily, so many,

starving on the icy ground, dead bodies thrown into a hole -
And no - liking our Pictures on Facebook won't free my People!

I can see them passing by while I'm fainting, lying in this creek, full of dirt and mud,
breathing out life, slowly, losing it all in this creek of my own blood -

My limbs become heavy and I can't hear any more noises,
no worrying voices,

no more disturbing choices -

Mommy, be strong, as you have always been and don't you ever lose faith

And Mommy, don't worry, I love you, and now I'm in a better place.

...It's pitch black

I gotta get back

Because my kids really need to eat -

Damn, I can't move neither arm nor feet

Trying to wake up from this nightmare, eyes strugglin' to open,

nothing happens, totally numb, no more hope left -Life is passing before my eyes, pictures of laughter and cry,

memories over memories - all there is left are my good and my bad deeds -

Where am I going now?

Energy's decreasing, life is coming to an ending, but how?

I've witnessed death, yet I never thought about my own -

Did you ever ask yourself whether we're leaving this world completely alone?

There's no way back to even change a tiny detail, only 'pass' or 'fail' -

No more chances to help, share or care -

Destiny's books are closed

for eternity, gotta stand in now for what I've done -But I'm not scared

For it was me who cried for help and never got none -

It's rather you who should change the role

Since you as well are going to be thrown into this hole, all alone -

Egoistic, superficial, selfish - is that how you wanna leave this world?

Listen to the word on the street: Wake up and save your soul.

To my reflection

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

Looking at you I can see myself
Right in front of me, staring at my other half
And I wonder whether I am being fooled or is this picture showing the truth and what about our thoughts?
Are they all the same, just like our outer appearance, or are they any different like our names
and what about our plans and our hopes and dreams and
all these questions, yet not a single answer to bother -
We don't speak, yet we know every single move of each other,
I know everything about you yet I do not know a thing,
I can see you, perceive you, through this thick glass in front of me,
but are you really real and am I really what I see?
And how you changed since the last time I looked at you
closely and all that I made you go through,
All that I wished for you finally became true
and I'm reminiscing about our past
How we longed for change, went astray, fell down, made mistakes
but found the way at last,
How seeing you changed me into what I am and how this changed you into what you are since you are my reflection,
My own self in the mirror with whom I share this nonverbal connection - 

I'm so sorry for what I made you go through and what I made myself look at,
how I used to share you with the whole wide world
At times it just makes me so upset
but times changed, I changed - we changed - and now I love to see how my self-respect hovered, 

I'm so proud to finally see you completely covered,
and just as we gave separation to gain elevation, 

how we finally submitted to God's revelation,

I hope I will, one day maybe,

do just as I am now staring at you,

I pray I can, one day hopefully,

do the same in Jannah -

Stare at you, enjoy the view
and just thankfully reminisce
about what we went through -
But until then I submit to my Lord and I praise Him day and night,
I thank Him for enabling me to observe this sight and for leading us out of the darkness onto His beautiful path of light,
For giving sense to my existence and for saving me from my sins,
as I walked dangerously close to the rim
and since you're my reflection I believe so do you,
'cause we're one of very few this precious present was given to,
so let us keep the mirror between us and let the silence remain,
Until the day when our hearts will finally retain
His words so deeply that we live according to His decree,
Until that day the shadow of His word will be the place where we'll always agree,
His face the only thing we long for to see -

Until that day let us work on ourself

With patience, obedience - let us make the best of our self
'Cause we need to exist with the same conception

 in order to exist together as each other's reflection,

So that we can ride together, 

 And fly together
and ان شاء الله we'll die together.