Happiness

 

I had the world at my feet and the happiness seemed complete

But this life is but a blink of an eye and everything seems like deceit

If strife and struggle do better equip us for the ultimate joy

Then I will surely give everything including that most expensive toy

 

But we are beguiled by this world not realising that life is very short

Building huge mansions and having much money true happiness cannot be bought

It is the knowledge that our sustenance and provision is from our Lord

He gives whom He wills but truly the next life is the ultimate reward

 

We place our trust firmly in His hands as He is the Supreme

Fancy cars and holidays is pretty much we all believe make a dream

Our best endeavours are not always good enough so we may fail

If only we knew our dependence on His goodwill will out of difficulty us bail

 

What we see and hear develops our different dreams and aspiration

We feel pain for our lack and for others we have so much admiration

We long to be their equals and taste of what we so much long for

But we see in our current situation merely a closed door

 

The pain sets in as all around seem happy and relaxed

My body is already numb and even the little I have is taxed

I so much wanted happiness but sadness and regret has overtaken me

The reality to this all I try to hide so that none can see

 

 

Suicide or Honour

In the name of Allaah, Most Gracious, most Merciful

Suicide - Can you imagine the trauma a family goes though when someone takes his/her own life. To those who suffer depression or for whatever reason contemplates suicide - remember one thing only - that

you are from God Almighty and to Him you will return.

Live by that and always know that He knows better than you - He, God Almighty, created you and to Him you will return. If he wanted you to kill yourself then suicide would have been an honourable thing. It is only honourable to place your trust firmly in Him, your Lord and Creator, and to take on your challenges. No man/woman is given more that they can bear, but there are no shortcuts, your limits will be tested.

This life is always temporary and the real life is yet to come. No test is easy except for those who curry favour with the examiner in this case - and your Lord God loves that you do that and He will pless you for doing your best to please Him.

Life in this world is like the blink of an eye - stay the course, and be close to Him who will reward you for that little bit of patience - there is a Garden of Bliss!

My Mother

Blessed am I that you have been chosen as my mother

With every action with love you do smother

How is it that even though with the difficulty that you bore me

Not once did you ask of me not the slightest of fee

No doubt strict you were and never short of a rule

But learn I had to as certainly you were to me a school

Today you have reached yet another milestone

And still an opportunity for my disobedience to atone

Now, My Lord knows, how I wish to you I was an ideal son

So I offer to make amends and pray you reach a ton

And judging by your good health I pray it’s really so

Having you is like having a river of blessing that flow

I say these words being fortunate still to have a mother

And not a chance that I could ever swop you for another

As much as you have done for me I have a request

Since by my Lord the prayer of a mother is always blessed

Please, o please forgive me for whatever I did that made you sad

And I urge you pray to our Lord that He erases all my bad

In turn, daily with every opportunity, I continue to pray

That ultimately that you be granted paradise as a place to stay

Before then that He grants you good health and long life

Filled with much happiness and not an iota of strife

Mom, just for being Mom, how can I ever thank you

Mom I love you, I do I do I really really do

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The poet said: “The mother is a school: if you prepare her properly, you will prepare an entire people of good character, The mother is the first teacher, foremost among them, and the best of teachers.”

Diwan Hafiz Ibrahim, 282. Published by Dar al-Kutub al-Misriyyah.

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