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




Remembering Allah

O shackles of the world!

Break down and let me free

My soul is not from the place

Where my body belongs

Let me drown

In the remembrance of the One

To Whom belongs all

From the particle of dust to the stars

You see above

What we boast about?

Forgetting, from where we came?

Forgetting, where we have to go?

My pride falls too low

When I imagine my dead end

Picturing myself lying in the grave

To be left alone with nothing of the world

That I owned for some days

Only thing I feel real are the tears

That I shed in remembering my Lord

I came alone

I will leave alone

But my Lord never left me alone

And only unto HIM is my 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

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

Read the Rain

Rain falls from far above, but never hurts. Strikes the soil so gently like some one is knocking on the door. By the leave of Allah, it gives life to a dead seed, welcomes it to see the heaven from where it falls. It adorns the green and washes away the dirt and dust. Every heart sinks in the music of drops like the sun sinking in the ocean. The moments become memorable in the eyes which sees these pearls striking and playing every surface. Somewhere, striking silently and somewhere laughs like a child. Rain has the stories, dreams and sleep. Wish I could fly like a falcon to see it’s home, to listen it’s wishes, to feel the excitement and joy before they come for us. Rain is a blessing from Allah.

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The rain gives peace to my soul
The rain reminds me of my stories

Sunset

A sunset burning in the golden water
Flames not rising up but seeping deep
Without any smoke, clear and crystal
Warmth is only felt to heart, amusing it’s beats
Eyes seeing the glimpse of rare paradise of the day
How satisfying is this sigh taken within?
Expanding the aura of soul
Reveling in the poetry of resplendent rays
The trees are singing the farewell song for the setting sun
The sky is spreading the melody in artistic colours
How pleasant is it to the hearts?
A sign of the creation of Allah among the infinite signs
I wonder how much grateful I should be to have these eyes
Witnessing such a marvelous beauty
How much grateful I should for the light he has given me?
The sun will depart and the day will pass
But, My Lord will always remain in my heart
So, All the praises belong to Allah
Who is the Most Gracious and the Most Merciful.

Kindness, Gratefulness & Truthfulness

Kindness heals you within like the rain heals the dead soil
Words of soul are heard even spoken in low tune
Why you adore the body much if it has to get old and wrikled?
Kindness adores you within with pearls of prayers from others


Let this enemy die in us which blinds us from gratefulness
True! One not grateful to people can never be grateful to HIM
Open the doors with the virtue of being grateful
You will see hearts waiting to welcome you in their unseen chambers


Truth is above all, holding the balance of creation
A light which guides us to HIM
Truth is what the tongue should speak
Beacuse truth gives the real address of the hearth

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”

Who Am I?

O, my soul! Who am I?
I walk with flesh, but who am I?
I see the mirror and there I am
but still I want to know, who am I?

when I do wrong, why I regret?
why I feel, that you are hurt inside
I want to know where you go?
when I sleep
I want to know where will you go?
when I will die

You make me feel the life in me
You make fall in love with the unseen
you make me dream beyond what I could see
But why don’t you make me see
who you are
Why don’t you tell me, who am I?

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