ordinary Muslim would've been out of senses
About his greatness, how can there be any disagreement or debate?
Muhammad said, "If I am the city of knowledge, Ali is its gate"!
Just a small thought
Since the advent of Adam and Eve,
Mystics have asked us to believe
that the highest achievement is self-annihilation
Yet since we are captivated by self-actualization
this idea doesn't appeal to us at all
It is only when we break down and fall
we realize that how feeble we truly are
for us to work and shine like a star
each and every iota of our very complex body
should be in a state of perfect tranquility
To such an unbelievable extent
we depend on God's intent
If He doesn't take care of us
and grant us bounties surplus
We are nothing but just another organism
this humility isn't taught by any ism
only religious experience can guarantee
such a profound sense of spirituality
in which you don't get carried away
by your normal routine every day
so much gratitude we should offer
that only seldom we have to suffer
No wonder, the prophets laughed little and wept more
because life's reality is an ocean without a shore
Such a deceiving illusion is this material world's outer getup
That's why Muhammad said, "people are asleep; when they die, they wake-up"!
A Bundle of Contradictions
O' God
I have such a strange relationship with you
I can't comprehend what you put me through
Sometimes you grant me suprises of the most pleasant nature
I feel like laying my head in prostration forever
But sometimes you put me through so much hell
that I feel so hurt, I can't even yell
Sometimes you seem to be the Grand Designer of the cosmos
No Science or Philosophy can bring in my faith any loss
Sometimes your creation has so many imperfections
I simply fail to be in a state of appreciation
Sometimes you give me so much honor and glory
As if between you and I, there is a love story
Sometimes you make me go through so much humiliation
As if you want to teach me a bitter lesson
Sometimes I am flattered by the talents you let me taste
Sometimes I am frustrated by seeing them go to waste
Sometimes my complaint against you is a neverending river
Sometimes, at the thought of your majesty, I shiver
In my life, you have so many roles to play
That I am baffled as to what to pray
Perhaps, you'll always remain a wondrous mystery
Only death will unveil you infront of me!
Thank you Dear Readers
You may not be aware of it at all
but you raise me when I fall
When I had totally given up writing
My literary spark, you kept igniting
When I think my mind has become fully empty
you sow the seed of intellect's tree
When I see your name in my inbox
I get rid of my mental blocks
Whether a critique or an appreciation
You help me in self-transformation
You may encourage me or you may belittle me
In either case I testify to your sincerity
I may not know each one of you on a personal level
Yet our bond is pure without the whims of devil
Since many years, my career has been in a state of crisis
But your presence in my life is a source of bliss
Never think you just belong to an emailing list
Ask my heart, how often you are missed
Lets hope our relationship forever remains alive
And of your input, I am never deprived
You can criticize my works as much as you like it
But I'll always consider it in the right spirit
As long as you take out time from your busy schedule
In my lyrical kingdom, you'll always rule
Pray that God keeps moving you with my words
and grants me the best of both worlds!
A Message to Islam
I have written around 100 poems about you
Yet I fail to understand what is true
Truth does not seem as simple as is portrayed
Reality is far more complex than is displayed
I do know that you are the best religion
