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Arise my friend!
And contemplate the Real World
For I need your help as time is running out
If I have no companion here to help me,
My eyes will close
Then sleep will cast me out.
Arise Dear Friend!
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Category Archives: Poems
Where did you go last night?
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He arose with gleaming eyes and the traces of last night
still smouldering from the ardour of the tryst.
From her side of the bed, she sat up, carefully observing
Pangs of suspicion swelling, sensing some foreboding:
Poem For The Prophet
A Song Inspired By The American Brothers’ Salawaat
This can be sung with the same melody as the one found in this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gMANmOsydo&feature=share
Allah Humma
Salli Ala Sayyidina Muhammad!
Wa ala aalihi wa sahbihi
Wa baarik wa sallam!
When I’d hear his name Muhammad
Unmoved, I’d say peace be upon him
Then I was shaken by their true voices
Singing with pure love, peace on Muhammad
Voices In Prayer
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There was this musalli standing in jamaat
And the Imam began leading the prayer,
Proclaiming: “Allahu Akbar!”
The Mussali raised his hands and began his prayer:
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Prayers On The Prophet: Part Two
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Allah bless him and grant him peace.
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A Humble Homage To Ad Dalaailul Khayraat: Part Two
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For Shaykh Ahmed Babikr and the Saturday Night Dalaail*
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In the name of Allah Most Gracious Most Kind
Verily Allah and His Holy Angels on high
Send prayers upon our Prophet, most noble and divine
So invoke peace and blessings which forever multiply
O you who truly believe in His signs.
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What Do You Sing With A Drunken Dervish?
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What do you sing with a drunken dervish?
Sing and cry with a drunken dervish?
What do you cheer with a drunken dervish?
Early in the morning!
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Go Back To Your Own Country!
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I’m a man who was born in England
And I was flabbergasted you see
When this lady jeered with her terrible sneer:
“Go back to your own country!”
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I was sitting minding my own business
At the back of the number twenty-three
And this lady glared like a grizzly bear:
“Go back to your own country!”
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Fear
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A dedication to Shaykh Muhammad Ibn Al Habib, Allah sanctify his secret
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If you gaze at this world with your spirit,
You’ll see the light that shines through Him
If you pierce through the earth with your secret
There’s naught to fear or to grieve.
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The Old Man And His Children
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The greatest trick the devil plays on man is to make him believe he is free.
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Far away in the hills, there lived this big, proud old man, with his wife and many young children. This man was larger than life, extremely generous and caring to his dependants, but at times he could be cruel and tyrannical. Consequently his children would flee when rage filled him and his wife would weep when anger swelled in his eyes. This old man led his family the way he saw fit, and for many a year lived like a king of his own little world.
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Coz I Live In A Tough Neighbourhood!
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“We live in a tough neighbourhood.” Benjamin Netanyahu
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You think I am some tyrant
No, you’ve misunderstood!
Coz where I strut, you gotta be a hardnut!
I live in a tough neighbourhood!
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