Monday, May 15, 2006

What Prayer Is . . .

These words I jot down because I shudder with fear
At the thought that young Muslims can sleep without prayer
That to close ones eyes can be as easy as pie
Thinking that prayer is a ritual, outdated, should die.

You my friend, you must be as dumb as a log,
For you have forsaken your freedom, to be lead like a dog!
Have you the faintest idea what will happen to you
When you rot in your grave with the worms gnawing through.

When your body is dusting Your flesh rotted away
"GAME OVER" is flashing,And no more credits to play!Then the sun will explode and the mountains will sway
And the whole of creation will rise on that day!

The angels will fly, like moths to a flame
And you'll tear from the earth, to explain your life's game!
Blackened to a char will be the skin on your face
Your friends will desert you , there won't be a trace.

Iblis will be laughing, with a stitch on his side
Because you were too STUPID, to get off his ride
The wealth of this world, took you for its bride
Its too late friend, its HELL for you inside.

A fire so hot, that the boulders will burn
Like a match exploding, it'll soon be your turn.
If only you had that chance to repent
You'd soon reconsider all the time that you'd spent.

There will stand people, against whom you did tease
Because their sajdah did scare you, filled you with unease
While you tried to disown them, like a infectious disease,
Now you toss in the flames, while they cool in the breeze.

In the line of eternity, your life is a dot hundred years
Is all that you've got, 5 minutes of prayer!
Not worth the time ? You've committed the greatest crime!
Prayer is not for your God O! Fear our Lord!

When you put that big head on the humblest of dust
Its your heart that you clean, all tarnished with rust!
You connect your soul wiz creations'
Great Light, Even the darkest of hearts can be left shining bright.

You remove all the sin, and Shaitan's whispering words
Slash evil's hold, with the greatest of swords.
Prayer is the path from earth to the sky
From a caterpillar you'll become a bright butterfly.

Prayer makes you remember that you aren't all that hot
And that your life really starts, when your flesh starts to rot
Prayer is that link to the mother from the womb
Prayer is the guardian that protects you in the tomb.

Prayer untangles your life, like a comb thru your hair
Against the fire of hell, it's the only cloak you can wear
So understand friend! To skip prayers is not cool
Its so stupid, so mad, you must be a fool.

It's like crossing a desert without water to drink
Just open your eyes friend, just sit back and think!
This world is a lie, this world is game
Like a poisonous snake, which you never can tame.

And just as you turn your back on what's right
There is sure something to bite
Fangs will leap from the darkness,
Leading you to sadness.

As you lie in your coffin, facing the sky,
Your life will flash past, a twinkle in your eye.
You'll scream as the truth is slowly unveiled
Its too late, mate. This one you've failed.

3 comments:

mujahidah an nafs said...

Assalamu alaikum wa rahmatullah,

Jazakallah khair, mashallah great poem.

Duas

Wassalamu alaikum a rahmatullah

Card_Maker said...

Salam

I am new to all of this...I just wanted to say I thought this was a beautiful piece. Very relevant for todays society. Some great imagery and I found it informative too.

I review a lot of work and if you would like me to offer some constructive criticism then just ask.

Look forward to reading more.

Wassalam

Kushum said...

Salam brother

May Allah guide to heaven as your poem has guided others to remembering Allah. My fav poem this one.