Showing posts from July, 2009

“Muhammad is Dead!”

بِسۡمِ ٱللهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ
I dreamt once that I was dressed as I normally dress when I perform swalah at home.  I was outside a house I did not know.  It was a place empty of furnishings but full of people I knew.  There were mats on the floor.  I was asked to call the adzan.  I was not inclined to do so.  And so, they asked again, and I called the adzan very reluctantly.  I felt that it would have better if we went to the certain mosque nearby.  The people milled around and there was no imam.
After the adzan was called, the people decided to go to the mosque after all.  We all left this house and walked to the mosque, travelling along a green fence.  I was amongst the last to leave and walked at the back of the line.  We were in single file.  Along the way there, an old man came walking in the opposite direction.  He was hunched, but otherwise nondescript.  He shouted at us, “Muhammad is dead!”
I was outraged.  I replied by inspiration, “Muhammad is the Beloved of Allah.  All…

Walk by the River

بِسۡمِ ٱللهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ
Walked alone by the river, when the night was deepest In silence so profound, the senses keenest. A path to nowhere but a forest of silence. To contemplate again the recent events.
To know the sun for I have seen the darkness, To know life for I have been starkness. To know love for I have seen hate. And to die when the sunshine comes too late.
The Devil walked beside me on my left; he whispered, "Join me for your God has the Covenant rejected. The life of this world disappoints", depressed banter. "Follow me where what was lost does not matter."
And for one of the few times, he did not lie. It would not take much, to drown and die. But to live on with a heart torn out. To drown in pain, no soul that stout.
And the Angel of Death stood just behind. Though silent and looming, I welcomed his kind. Draught of eternity on my lips, thus I lay me down to sleep, To sail to my personal hell, where tears of blood seep.
Walked alone by the river, when the ni…