Watch out for the Ramadan parker…
Fear you of the Ramadan parker…
Coz he parks and he’s got no senses
Doesn’t matter if he drives an Avensis!
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Ramadan Song
The crescent moon
Portents Of boon
The fiends are gaoled
And blessings prevail
We sense a guest
Of pure finesse
Gracing our doors
Delusions’ cure
(Chorus)
O Ramadan!
Minder from harm
Reveal your charms
Despite our sins
We pray for peace
The wars’ surcease
O Gaza’s lights!
God shield your nights!
(Chorus)
The first ten days
Mercy our stay
The second ten
Pardon, amen
The last ten nights
Safety’s in sight!
O night of fate
Grant us your grace!
(Chorus)
RAMADAN KAREEM, 1446, 2025
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(Melody and chorus taken from The Jerrahi Halvetis of Karragamruk, Istanbul)
Halva, Chai, and Ferrari in Taraaweeh!
Inspired from the ‘Cucumber’ story from Maulana Al Arabi Ad Darqawi, May Allah bless him
Deep in the streets of Harare
There lived an odd Muslim called Charlie
He roamed all around
Slept on the dry ground
He relished the nights that were starry
So once Ramadan came finally
The people, they flocked in their armies
Pervading the mosques
Forsaking kiosks
From Indonesia to Mali
And on a wide street in Harare
A mosque was ready for Taraaweeh
The people came in
Through all thick and thin
Including a bloke called Ansari
Ansari was praying Taraweeh
But on his mind was a Ferrari
His cousin had squeaked
He’d get him one cheap
On Eid it would be a finale!
So Ansari had prayed his taraweeh
All twenty rakat without any parley
He felt such a pride
And pious inside
Despite all his thoughts on Ferraris
But just as he left the taraaweeh
He happened to look at odd Charlie
Who sat there not shy
With halva and chai
As if he was having a party
Ansari looked down at odd Charlie
Stern like the winds of Rub’ al Khali
He thought: “this I think
Instead of his drink
He should have observed the taraaweeh.”
Tutting and grave walked Ansari
Immediately looked up, odd Charlie
His insight aroused
He heard thoughts aloud
Emboldened he called on Ansari:
“Dear sir, you have read your taraaweeh
And now you think you’re Qardawi
But this I decry
My Halva and chai
Surpasses your prayer for Ferrari!”
2022
RAMADAN QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS
“Not even any water!?”
They ask with such surprise
“No food or drink for a whole month!?”
They gawk with flaring eyes
“Do babies have to fast as well?”
“What about if your pregnant?”
“What if you’ve got your GCSEs?”
“What if you’re adolescent?”
“Do your parents lock the fridge
And ban you from Tescos?”
“Do you swallow your saliva?”
“Are you banned from discos?”
“Can I eat a pork sarnie
Before you while you’re fasting?”
“Will an angel strike you down
With judgement everlasting?”
No food or drink indeed dear friend,
But only during daytime
Babies of course do not do fasts
Pregnant women can decline
Teenagers do observe the fast
Not younger than juveniles
Females don’t fast during menses
We eat when lamps materialise
Fasting in your GCSEs
Inspires concentration
The fridge is packed with iftar food
No disco, but meditation
You may eat your pork sarnie
Before me quite contentedly
But dang and drat! I just swallowed
Some milkshake accidentally!
2022
Ramadan 1442/2021
Right when I felt vulnerable
A knock rapped on my door,
Misgivings were darkening my soul
And hopes strewn on the floor,
Dawning there before my house
A dear guest stood outside
Now saluting graciously, blessings had arrived.
Novid Shaid, Ramadan Kareem! 1442/2021
WHAT IS ON THE MENU FOR SAHOOR?
WHAT IS ON THE MENU FOR SAHOOR?
Fried eggs sizzling, paratha from tandoor?
Buttered paratha in the shape of the full moon?
Paratha filled with succulent Aloo?
Now that would be so absolutely cool!
In Ramadan I just appreciate the food!
WHAT IS ON THE MENU FOR IFTAAR?
Biryani made with chicken and piyaar?
Mango milkshake, my wife is such a star!
Homemade samosa and pakora!
So spicy they would tantalise a Gora!
In Ramadan the food is best by far!
WHAT WILL BE MY WORSHIP FOR TARAWEE?
Speeding through rakats in such a hurry?
Coz I’m feeling bloated from the curry?
Head and heart pulsating in a flurry?
I need to sleep, Allah, I am so sorry!
In Ramadan, take your time, no need to worry!
“WHAT WILL THEY GAIN TONIGHT?” The angels surveyed.
“Nice suhoor? So, they feel strong at day?”
“Light Iftar, so they feel light to pray?”
“Recite Quran, to clear the disarray?”
“Staying up to perform Qiyam Al Layl?”
“In Ramadan, the nafs can fade away…”
“There’s no fear or grief from these pure days…”
Fasting in Aylesbury
It’s Ramadan and I’m fasting
On the streets of Aylesbury
My hunger sighs out like a violin
My thirst desires the sea
I aim to focus my heart on God
And give my hunger a lesson
I aim to follow the scripture’s truth
And feel how drink is a blessing
Continue readingRamadan: No one can eat like me!
Maula Khan Maula Khan
No one can eat like me!
I come from the lands of Azkaban
I eat roast for my tea!
Maula Khan Maula Khan!
No one can eat like me
I eat like a king
So, I can sing
No one can eat like me!
Continue readingRamadan Poem
Ramadan is a month of fasting
From dawn to dusk every day
The rewards of which are everlasting
We observe our fast and we pray
Ramadan is the month of the Holy Quran
The month of God’s revelation
We read the Quran full of patience and calm
And we feel our souls’ elevation
In the morning, we rise for an early meal
We call it suhoor or sehri
Porridge and fruit so no hunger we feel
And yoghurt, some toast and berries.
Then all through the day we continue our fast
No eating, not even any drinking
So slowly and gently the time seems to pass
Eventually our bodies sync in
During our fasting in our Ramadan
The point is to be a better person
Our actions should conjure patience and charm
We should promote our better version
The actions, the fasting, the praying this month
Should make us become inspired people
The hunger we feel should provoke gratitude
Our thirst should make us better people
In the evening upon the repose of the sun
We open our fast with dates and water
Our hearts are so glad and enriched with the food
Our throats are enhanced with flowing water
Then after iftar the evening supper
We observe some special prayers
Taraweeh, a cycle of eight or twenty
Exquisite verses we hear
In the final ten days, we increase in our prayers
We believe these days are really blessed
The night of power counts for one thousand months
The mercy of God is our lesson
Then upon the appearance of the crescent moon
We rejoice on the night of joyful Eid
The families exult and prepare lovely food
There’s sweets, offerings and lovely mehndi
I hope I have told you about Ramadan
In some clear and engaging poetry
And now I am off to adjust my alarm
Soon I’ll be waking really early!
Seven Nufus Were On The Loose: Ramadan Poem
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Seven nufus were on the loose
One day from Ramadan
They met in Sousse for some couscous
Before the maghrib azaan.