Ahl Sunna Wal Ja'maa

When the argument stops

And you begin to realize

That you’ve been sold a bill of goods

And it’s just no good

The sack of lies they taught you

The Islam they brought you

The broken chains

And missing narrators of the new age

“The saved group” that can’t be saved

The ones propelled in to the flames

The ones saved from the torment of the graves

Are the ones who don’t break away

The earlier inheritors of everything that came

And it’s not about the name

And it certainly isn’t a claim

Allah’s hand is over the majority

And once you look it’s plain to see

The methodology is clear

There is no knowledge without teachers

And no teachers without chains

Shafi’I, Hanbali, Hanafi, and Maliki –but what’s in a name?

Nature

It just makes you want to sit down and be quiet
There’s a freeing feeling that comes with it
It heals you without knowing your illness
It nurtures you without use of words
It becomes a part of you as though it was never separated
Maybe it is you
Unadulterated
Full
Completely free of expectations
Just living
Without argument
Bearing with grace every hardship
In complete beauty
And submission
To God

Quranic recitation

We all love You
How You created this love in our heart
We do not want to know
Were to busy being grateful

I talk about you with longing
I never look at you with disdain
I'd lift the burden
If only you had pain
I'd serve you in the worldly life
Though your facing the next
And I would watch my every word
Though you care not what I say
And when I'm dressed up
You could care less
And no matter how close I am to you
Your heart is with Allah

Yet despite all your distance
I want you for myself
For its not passion or words that move me
And it couldn't be wealth
It's your clarity in knowing
That this life is a tool
If you use it to reach Allah
Then you will never lose

And I will never lose
If I could chose
A spouse solely for His sake
For love for the sake of Allah
Is limitless
And unconditional
And people mistake this world for the real thing
So they plan for marriage
But don't plan to meet Him

Marriage as a means to please our Lord
So I won't rush
Because I have seen
Only love for Allah is real
Everything else is just a dream

Don't dwell on your failures in the past
Or long for your hopes in the future
Just do what's most just for this moment

Make sure the good deeds add up
And that will be enough

Whether rain or shine
In the presence of the Divine
That will be enough

The mind wanders
But the heart does not
Forever connected
Without stop
Beyond time
And continuously
There's never been a moment when it wasn't You and me

I use to believe that I was incomplete
Deficient in some way
Because I was different
Or at least that's what I heard them say
At least that's what I felt
And with God
And with a lot of help
And with a lot of books
And with a few teachers
And with a few years
And with some travels here and there
I've come to learn that who I was
Was deficient
And incomplete
But not because I wasn't cool
Or would rather not hang out
And not because I was quiet
Or keep most of it inside
It was because I had yet to see
That my true fulfillment was to be
With Allah
Seek Allah
Worship Allah
Talk to Allah
Be friends with Allah
Gain the pleasure of Allah

Every time I turned away before and tried to see if there was more
Without turning to You
I was left with the shadow of failure
Because it's not real love
When people say they love you
And when the people who need you go away
And when their are no friends
And the screen is removed
Your left with nothing
Because there was nothing
In them
No real substance ever existed in them

It's near impossible to focus on the goal
But at least now I know
At least now I know

Imam Ghazālī woke up one early morning and as usual offered his prayers and then inquired what day it was, his younger brother, Ahmad Ghazālī replied, ”Monday.” He asked him to bring his white shroud, kissed it, stretched himself full length and saying “Lord, I obey willingly,” breathed his last.

And underneath his head rest they found the following verses; composed by him, probably, during the night:

“Say to my friends, when they look upon me, dead
Weeping for me and mourning me in sorrow
Do not believe that this corpse you see is myself
In the name of God, I tell you, it is not I,
I am a spirit, and this is naught but flesh
It was my abode and my garment for a time.
I am a treasure, by a talisman kept hid,
Fashioned of dust, which served me as a shrine,
I am a pearl, which has left it’s shell deserted,
I am a bird, and this body was my cage
Whence I have now floron forth and it is left as a token
Praise to God, who hath now set me free
And prepared for me my place in the highest of the heaven,
Until today I was dead, though alive in your midst.
Now I live in truth, with the grave – clothes discarded.
Today I hold converse with the saints above,
With no veil between, I see God face to face.
I look upon “Loh-i-Mahfuz” and there in I read
Whatever was and is and all that is to be.
Let my house fall in ruins, lay my cage in the ground,
Cast away the talisman, it is a token, no more
Lay aside my cloak, it was but my outer garment.
Place them all in the grave, let them be forgotten,
I have passed on my way and you are left behind
Your place of abode was no deweling place for me.
Think not that death is death, nay, it is life,
A life that surpasses all we could dream of here,
While in this world, here we are granted sleep,
Death is but sleep, sleep that shall be prolonged
Be not frightened when death draweth night,
It is but the departure for this blessed home
Think of the mercy and love of your Lord,
Give thanks for His Grace and come without fear.
What I am now, even so shall you be
For I know that you are even as I am
The souls of all men come forth from God
The bodies of all are compounded alike
Good and evil, alike it was ours
I give you now a message of good cheer
May God’s peace and joy for evermore be yours.”

Lacking lover's poem

If I could have the heart to write a poem about modern day love
I would write one word
"heartbreak"
Love devoted to transient things
Love washed away by the sea
And I am the sea
And I say it can't be
Because I see only one for me
Only One for me

Leaving me behind
Could never be
It will be revealed
How fine He can see
And how fine He can hear
And now everythings clear

Yet the veil still remains
And I complain of being unfit to bear the name
Which of all names given
I cannot fulfill
Yet until I die
Or on my knees when I cry
Or the sincerity which I strive
In every wrong uttering, action or lie
In every broken heart I no longer ask why

I'm fully humbled by the fact that I am who I am
And you are who you are

So here I am lord
And I complain
Of my disdain for hard work
Or late nights in pray
And I complain that often I lack the energy to care

But I claim to love You
You alone know it's true
One word for lover's love of my day
"heartbreak"
But for You
Complete and utter lost
Complete and utter lost
With no fear of mistake

Love, Rabia

I have loved Thee with two loves - 

a selfish love and a love that is worthy of Thee.
As for the love which is selfish, 
Therein I occupy myself with Thee,
to the exclusion of all others.
But in the love which is worthy of Thee, 
Thou dost raise the veil that I may see Thee.
Yet is the praise not mine in this or that,
But the praise is to Thee in both that and this. 

My Lord's knowledge

My Lords knowledge has sufficed me
from asking or choosing
For my dua and my agonizing supplication
is a witness to my poverty.
For this secret I make supplication
in times of ease and times of difficulty
I am a slave whose pride
is in his poverty and obligation
O my Lord and my King
You know my state
And what has settled in my heart
of agonies and preoccupations
Save me with a gentleness
from You, O Lord of Lords
Oh save me, Most Generous
before I run out of patience

My Lords knowledge has sufficed me
from asking or choosing
O One who is swift in sending aid
I ask for aid that will arrive to me swiftly
It will defeat all difficulty
and it will bring all that I hope for
O Near One Who answers
and All-Knowing and All-Hearing
I have attained realization through my incapacity,
my submission and my brokenness

My Lords knowledge has sufficed me
from asking or choosing
I am still standing by the door, so please my Lord
have mercy on my standing
And in the valley of generosity, I am in itikaf (solitary retreat)
So, Allah, make my retreat here permanent
And Im abiding by good opinion (of You)
For it is my friend and ally
And it is the one that sits by me and keeps me company
All day and night

My Lords knowledge has sufficed me
from asking or choosing
There is a need in my soul, O Allah
so please fulfill it, O Best of Fulfillers
And comfort my secret and my heart
from its burning and its shrapnel
In pleasure and in happiness
and as long as You are pleased with me
For joy and expansion is my state
and my motto and my cover
My Lords knowledge has sufficed me
from asking or choosing

In my dreams

I can't really describe my love for him

Because if I did

I wouldn't even believe

Some how in his eyes I tend to dream

Somehow at all times I tend to care

Sometimes when he's not around

I feel like I'm not there

Sometimes I pray for him more then I pray for myself

Sometimes I put him before my parents and my wealth

Sometimes when we talk I know that I should stop

Because my heart drops

And its impossible that I could say anything to impress him

He's already lived a thousand lives

Already in the future

So far from a reality 

That I could ever see

Somehow he never paints himself very high 

But there's never been a moment when he didn't compete with the sky

Its a lie

I know it can never be

But nevertheless 

I hope to see him in my dreams

Glory

Was it just a dream?

For me it remains unseen

Were you just a ghost

Wrapped in our hopes

Just to see you smile

Would be a reason to rejoice

I've cried a thousand tears

To listen to your story

I've let go of a thousand fears

Because you overcame with glory

Oh smile at me

RasoolAllah (peace and blessings upon him)

Oh smile at me

HabibAllah (peace and blessing upon him)

Oh quench our thirst

At your pool

Our love for God through loving you

A bloodless conqueror

A king and yet he's still a slave

I long to stand near you

Or even to sit by your grave

God we end our heads, just like he taught us to

Laillahaillala

Muhammad ar-rasoolullah

Find a better job, Hafiz

Now

That

All your worry

Has proven such an

Unlucrative

Business

Why

Not

Find a better

Job

Rabi Al Awwal, 2, 1433

To speak and know

That no one will answer

To be

Without question or concern

To search without needing a destiny

To be friendless and to be set free

The path to the kingdom

Allahuakbar!

Allahuakbar!

Have you heard the news?

Have you heard the news?

After lost of faith

Hope is renewed

After all sorrow

Joy is repaired

After your troubles

Their is no fear

Verily after difficulty comes ease

And after there is hardship

You will be pleased

AllahuAkbar!

AllahuAkbar!

AllahuAkbar!

Have you heard the good news?

After teary eyes

The pain is removed

After desperation

Hope is restored

After tribulation

The kingdom is yours!

It felt love

How
Did the rose
Ever open its
heart

And give to this world
All its
Beauty?

It felt the encouragement of light
Against its
Being,

Otherwise,
We all remain

Too

Frightened.


-Hafiz

Dear Habib

Dear Habib,
I love you for the sake of Allah
I love you because you remind me of things familiar
I love you because you took my hand and never quite let go
Signed, hoping to be with you eternally

Running

Sometimes when the darkness comes
I'm enshrouded with tears
Overcome with fears
The anxiety over powers me
I lay in bed but I cannot sleep
Sometimes when the darkness reaches its peak
I finally fall asleep
Only for the sun to rise and awaken me
Wake up young soul you've missed your prays
Why did you not run to your Lord with fear
He blessed your beings with sajda and rukuh
Purification with wuthu
Wake up old soul, your time is nearly dead
Your last days are running towards you
Remind your soul of its permanent dwelling
Arise oh soul, so you have a chance at heaven

The honored

Sumayya

O the beauty that you claim
To die as a matyr in Allah's name
I can't even begin to say what they did
Ya Allah its unmentionable what they did

What does it mean to be a Muslim?

To live and breath for the sake of Allah
To give your limbs over in devotion
Its not meaningless what you've done
The first of the matyrs
Dying to say "God is one!"

'There is no God but Allah and Muhammad (saw) is his messenger'
For most of us that's what it means to be Muslim
But what if being Muslim meant being in the constant danger zone
What if enemy lines where drawn in our home

Don't ever say oh the Muslims of today,
how we struggle to keep our name
Airport security?
Are we kidding ourselves
What if being Muslim meant losing your health?
What if being Muslim meant be tortured in the sun
And the only mercy came from saying "god is one"

What if being Muslim meant your friends were now your enemies?
What if it meant moving to a foreign country?
O Sumayya what if it meant what it did for you?
You are enough of an example for me
May God rest your soul in peace

On that fateful day for all to see
Sumayya will rise before her Lord in glory (Insha Allah)
And those who thought they brought shame on to her
Will never have seen a blacker day
When only Allah will be judge
And exalted ranks are by deeds not names
When only the truth remains


Sumayya you won't even remember your pain
When the light shines on you
On that righteous day
Death is a gift for the believers
And this life an imprisonment
To be with God is the only goal
The reward of heaven
The ever lasting gift for the righteous soul