Oft turning to the sky

surely thy face We see thee turn oft toward the sky
and We see that turning oft as an inquiry- why?

surely We feel your anguished soul cry
and surely We see how the disbelievers lie

the very launch of fire they burn
stems from evil wood they hoard
your job love, keep staunch and firm
always on the path of your Gracious Lord

the very hurling of abuse they throw 

begins from the hate that they hold

your job love, to soar high as a crow
from slender youth until ripe and old

we see thy face turning oft through the air
you ask if there's anything you can do right here...
so let me say to you today, 

give thanks to your Lord, stay humble, pray.

Lost

Pressed for life during the struggle
This cold air creating a frost
Wandering deep in the valley of trouble
In sujood I found what I lost

When everything I was- was fake
Questions to scholars I tossed
With my life what am I to make?
But in sujood I found what I lost

A strong believer is clothed in meekness
At that time I'd do whatever it cost
So in my moment of total weakness
In sujood I found what I had lost

I was a charlatan, a liar and thief
Many lines I eventually crossed
Through His Grace in my heart came belief
And in sujood I found what I lost

In humble submission to Him
My morals are flying aloft
I'm grateful for the position I'm in
Through sujood now I'm no longer lost

Wait and praise

For your perspective please allow me to say
And take one small minute of your day

Just imagine a time when you waited
Were you bored out your mind or elated?

For your perspective please allow me to think
Of how much time that is spent in a blink

There's 86 four hundred in a day
Even one,- can you afford to delay?

For your perspective please allow me to catch
And this poetic egg allow me to hatch

How can you fish if your hook isn't baited
Just think of how you felt as you waited

Now imagine every time that you thought
"This line here is never getting short!"

Do you remember that time when you knew
The meaning of 'forever' WAS the queue!

Imagine all those times you had to wait
And because of that you sometimes were late

Imagine as you waited you praised
And the name of your Lord, was raised

A moment,- of praise is better, still
Than the world and everything of it's fill

So every time that you wait, you should praise
And the name of your Lord, you should raise

When you look back from the position you are in
You will thank, not by tongue, but from within

That a poem once taught to wait and praise
Has gifted me with Heaven in this age

"If we do not employ the tongue for supplication, it would be our great misfortune." ~ Promised Messiah (as)

"He granted us a tongue that can express the thoughts and designs of the mind for the purposes of prayer." ~ Promised Messiah (as)

To a brother on his engagement

Congratulations my beloved brother, my heart is a flutter,
Words aren't even enough for the feeling I utter.
Through marriage may Rasulullah's example release,
And bring one another that spiritual peace.
Half of your faith has started it's flight,
A ring of eternity, a symbolic light.
You are now a king, pure and clean,
Take care of your wife for she is your queen.

Song of the birds (an ode to you)

Two is company, three is a crowd.
But for three believers it's called a cloud.

Soaring above and beyond the earth. 
Living life for what it's worth.

The song of the birds is pleasing to hear.
The song of words does bring us near.

What wonderful company I am blessed to see.
From across the world singing love to me.

A poem this is, melodic through.
A song of praise, an ode to you.

The Beloved's Will

Love for All Hatred for None, Let the Beloved's Will be done.

Love for All Hatred for None. Do Good and Evil Shun.

Love for All Hatred for None. Islam will shine just like the sun.

Love for All Hatred for None. Is a proof that God is One.

Love for All Hatred for None. Victory over enemies won.

Love for All Hatred for None. Spread the Truth, it has begun.

Love for All Hatred for None. Winning Hearts one by one.

Love for All Hatred for None. Rhymes I live, not just for fun.

Love for All Hatred for None. A meal prepared inside a bun.

Love for All Hatred for None. I have no purpose for a gun.

Love for All Hatred for None, God has no need for a son.

Love for All Hatred for None. The Beloved's Will completly done.

The moment I became a warrior

3 o’clock was the time
I secluded into rhyme
3:05-  I’m alive
& I’m ready to survive

I hold my pad now I’m ready
And my pen I hold it steady
Blank page is a starve
As on the heart do I carve

Letters grouped just like a herd
Cannot mean what is inferred
Put aside what you are eating
And try some spoken word

I speak to you through words
“A language of the birds”
I say this as I note
The marvel of the throat!

And the waves as they sway
You hear what I say
From distance and from near
Ah! The marvel of the ear!

As you try to make the scene
And figure what I mean
All these things combined
Make me marvel at the mind

There must be something there
A justified affair
A truth that can be found
Simple yet profound

Words are not ignored
On the threshold of your Lord
So give all that you can
With all you can afford

I impart you some advice
What you speak think it thrice
Whatever poem that you make
It should always taste of cake

I seek not to undermine
Your intellectual spine
Only add to the savor
Of my “spoken word” flavor

As my weapon struck the chord;
As the lion as it roared
My paper now my shield
And my pen- now my sword