To My Lord

O Allah!
Put my love in their hearts
To be remembered in their prayers
Not on their lips
To be remembered in their talks
Tie my heart with Your remembrance
To make my beats resonate with peace
You are the bestower of everything
Bestow upon me contentment and tranquillity
Take the hate away from me
This hate and pride is making me to hate myself
It keeps smoldering my soul
Seeps my senses and make me low
I know, You listen
Save me, O Allah!
From becoming enemy of my ownself
I want to enter Your house with pureness
I want to prostrate with tears to attain deep happiness
Your creation is the sign of Your might
Verily! my sight is too incompetent to reach across the heavens
You are our watcher, You are our patron
My breaths belong to You, My beats belong to You
To You I belong, To You I will return




Innocence

Innocence is the garden of heart, supremely beautiful
An identity of the Prophet
An existential integrity for us to be humans
A veneer of the purity of the soul
A appraise of beauty of the emotions

Innocent heart even reach out with their silence to Allah
None of the faces in the world is as beautiful as innocence
Innocence is the beauty of glimpses, and purity
In whose eyes it appears, the sky along with rain sets in the them
When it resides in the heart, every words emerging from it touches

Innocence is the philosophy of justice
It is the evidence of righteousness and piety
the foundation of life,
the wetness of the eyes,
the ornament of the smile of a child

Innocence is an untold truth,
character of the angels
Innocence is the love of Allah,
His remembrance
Innocence is the way to solicit to Allah

Some lines by Saba,

Where has it gone
The innocence we used to live
The purity that used to reflect on visage
Where has it gone
Greed in the demeanor of selfishness
Devour our innocence
Or we have surrendered before
Ugly materialism
Where to find
How to get
The innocence we used to live
There would be a great havoc
If couldn’t find it
There wouldn’t be clue of our existence
If we couldn’t find our lost innocence
Where has it gone….

Unspoken

If words remain unspoken
They become a burden on the heart
Sometimes acceptable, sometimes unbearable

We keep repeating them in our thoughts
But to no avail, they won’t reach there
The more we cry out loud in the silence
They only keep sinking in the quagmire of solitude

Words are not that facile when they hit the beats
Sometimes they are like pegged nails
They cause affliction when wished to be pulled out
And the silent pain keeps burning the blood
And it keeps simmering when they get screamed by our councious

Some words deafen the ears
Phobic to ear drums
But somehow reach the hearts
And sow their seed for the years to come

Words can touch, but can also scratch
Words can heal, but can also break
Words are like that, born in the heart and resides under teeth
If they are like thorns which can make the way tragic
Then seek the guidance from the Lord

He listens in the darks of the hearts
No word can remain unspoken and hidden from Lord
He removes the burden of souls when you stand before Him
He talk with you in His book, the words which came down from heavens
The ears of the world can be deaf, but Your Lord never forsakes anyone
Put your trust in Him, and let your words speak to Allah, the most high

Seeking True Words

As I grew older
I lost the words out of my heart
Even though my voice became stable
But my words lost the touch of freedom
The freedom I was having
When my heart was big
When I was a child

I yearn to go back
to embrace those innocent words
But I can’t
They are left in me like the pictures on the walls
To measure the innocence left in me
Why I grew older?
To speak what my heart doesn’t wish
Now, I care more for the world
Even if my heart remains unheard
I shape my words for them
But they still remain unshaped for me
Why so desperation?
I ask myself, why?
The world has craved out my essence
Leaving it to die for her lies
Where is my heart?
Whose Lord is the Lord of heavens and earth
As it was rightly said
You do not die when your body dies
But you die
When your heart is dead
O Allah! Save me from this curse
Give life to my heart
Fill it with tranquility from your treasures
Make it pure like I had when I was a child
I don’t want to die for the desire of this cruel world
Which crush the softness and glow of my heart
Make people to meet my heart, not my false identify
That I have to leave back in this world
Let them listen to what my heart speaks
Nor the decorated words coming under the teeth

I pray,
Make my way easy to seek the true words from You, my Lord!

Emotions

Human essence can’t exist without emotions
The tears in eyes, smile on lips are the most appealing entity
But behind the veil they are pruned out of emotions

Emotions are like waves in an ocean of soul
Sometimes calm, singing the melody to the captain of the ship
But when they turn the tune to storm, they can engulf even the roars of thunder

When empathy adorns the hearts, the emotions  recites the odes of angels
Full of praises from the heavens acquiring stature above bodily existence

We love, feel the happiness, peace and contentment
Emotions bounds us with the hearts of people, decorate a dwelling for us in them
Makes us to embrace the beauty which our eyes see and hearts feel

Emotions lit the fire of passion to overcome impossible
Emotions drive revolutions with the slogans which tears the deafness of suppression

Emotions craves the humanness to the perfect shape in the humans
Emotions are the motion in which life runs along the clock

When they get sprinkled by the divine touch of Lord, the most gracious and the most merciful
They free us from the slavery of the world to wander in the divine and pure guidance of Allah
They become our utmost strength, to withstand the trails and tribulations of the world
They become our home where we keep our love and care for others

Emotions are the colours of faces, some are hidden and some are apparent
Emotions associated to things raise their essence
And those associated with Allah, the All Seer, raise your essence

Don’t break heart as they are decorated by the buds of emotions
If you will crush them, they will plead before Allah
And know that, heart is where Lord resides
Beware, don’t hurt the emotions of anyone

HEARTS DO REMEMBER

Hearts do remember
The things you do to them
Scars are left deep within
When you maul them
You will keep walking down the lane of life
Stepping forward with no coming back again
Carrying the burden of memories
Carrying regretful stories
With time smiling is no easy
And fakeness doesn’t last for long
You will remember
Those hearts in you

Charity of one true smile
May vanish the yearlong grief
Holding a hand
May make someone to rise again
One true prayer
May do unthinkable to someone
And down the lane of life
They will be waiting for you to come
As if you laid the brick
Now there is a home to live
Everlasting peace and tranquility
Hearts do remember
The things you do to them

See You what?

See you what? My face!
But I lie deep in myself
Where you need to see through my eyes
Unfolding the secrets behind every emotion

No one hands one’s key of heart
Untill not seeing his place in you
Embrace the soul with your soul
Afterall the body is the dirt of the earth


Your eyes see the world before them
Unseen in the seen is the real thing
Don’t take the smile a sign of happiness
Some smiles also emerges from sad hearts

Again I ask! See you what?
See the self, see who you are
Open the doors of world inside
To see the what really exist outside

After the Rain

After the rain, the sun shines bright. The sky becomes blue and opens the doors of heaven. The whiteness of clouds appear like a crown on the mountain tops. Some strains of whiteness appear like the ship sailing in the sea of blueness.

The bright light glitters the grass and lamina of leaves reflect the freedom of freshness and vigor. The eyes hide the story of rain and enjoy the rhymes of sun. The heart wants to roam in the open fields to see the horizon.

Farmers go out after the happiness of rain to see the life in soil. A smile is placed of the sloped roofs when the novel light shines the remain of rain. They have already played their music, now is the time for them to glare bright. The story continues after the rain.

https://www.voubs.com/photo/sun-after-rain/

People

I have found people in two different ways. One who find you by the essence of your soul and makes a relation based on love emanating from the heart which subsides the opinion they may have for you and doesn’t let the differences to supercede the relation of love from the heart. Often, these relations become unbreakable, unshakable and above the trait of self sufficiency. They find happiness in your happiness.

Second are those, for whom essence of soul is inferior to the opinions they make of you. If conditions are favourable, there opinions and words too will be favourable for you and vice versa. When there is no effort on the recognition of true essence, a clear trait of self sufficiency could be evident and happiness will only acquire a opportunistic shape. A conditional happiness.

Make Me Die As A Believer

O Allah, the most merciful!
Give space to my small heart
To hold back my emotions embedded with pride
Indeed I am weak, indeed I fall in err
You have made this world spacious
Your have made heavens without any rift

Heal my soul, heal my heart
Heal my relationships, heal my patience
Make me worthy for that great event
When You will resurrect all together
I know, I am not grateful enough
For all the favours you bestowed upon me

Make me not seen of people
Enshroud me in the veil of mercy
Make my tears fall every time I prostrate
You are indeed All-hearer, All-knower

O Allah, You gave me life
And you will cause me to die
My body will mix with the soil
But my Rooh(soul) will return where it belongs
I indeed have less deeds to count
I indeed have less of every good
How could I stand before You that day?
About which there is no doubt
You only I worship, You only I seek help from
Make not this world to overcome me
You brought me to this world as a submitter to You
I pray to You, ” Make me die as a believer”