Once there was a hafiz from Syhlet
Whose hidden devil made him a special bet
“My wager today
When you go to UK
All Quran in your heart, you’ll forget!”
The Hafiz From Syhlet
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Category Archives: narrative poetry
The Mufti And His Night of Descent
It was the night of Isra and Mi’raaj
The night our Prophet travelled afar
To the glory of Masjid Al Aqsa
And then ascended beyond Al Muntaha
The Hellish Train To Tunbridge Wells With The Mozlamic Infidels
Once, upon a hellish train
That my memory will never expel
I travelled down to Tunbridge Wells
With the Mozlamic infidels!
Mushtaq The Ice Cream Man
Let me share with you a tale
About the man Mushtaq
Who used to run an ice cream van
Along the wide South Bank
They never found his body
When it crackled into flames
Sinking to the belly of the melancholy Thames
Mind The Gap
When A Poet of Tipperary Tried to Outdo Al Busiri!
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Once there was a poet
Who hailed from Tipperary
One day he said: “I know what I’ll do
I’ll be the new Busiri!
I am going to be the one and only
I am going to be a star
Muslims from all around will cheer
This is the new burda!
When Terry And June Found Sukoon
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Terry and June, the notorious two
scorned and reviled by their neighbours
husband and wife, walking trouble and strife
abhorred for their deplorable behaviour!
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As they stumbled and screeched down the sanctimonious street,
embroiled in a boiling domestic:
“You’re a lousy liar! You’re a rotten two-timer!”
“Stop whining you wench! You make me sick!”
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