Submitted by : qalamuddin on Strugle

Yet, again with another poem I feel so touch
Before that I don’t think much
The daily ibadah I observe
Does it serve the purpose?

It has become a habit
My saalat doesn’t reflect the gambit *
What I intend to exhibit
That to curb the Allmighty’s prohibits

I fail to feel
The Presence that heals
Is my heart sealed?
Oh Allah! Hear my appeal.

The ibadah I fulfilled
Is simply a cheap thrilled?
When the heart is not present
To accept His Essence

To be close to Allah, feeling His presence
Is felt none other but by a true servant
A great feeling beyond description
Can I be one without exception?

A Presence, a Serenity!
A poem with dignity
How I envy what she felt and dearly hold
Her experience is priceless that cannot be bought or sold

Her loneliness filled
Her confident grilled
But the vow to remain righteous
Shows ProudMuslima’s conscious

I wish, I feel the same
True like this dame
Oh Allah let me feel your presence
The very True Essence.

In Abu Bakar and Rasulullah
The third is Allah! **
How lucky they are?
Can I be on par?

Thus a true servant
Must remain subservient
In all that we encounter such
Only Allah matters much

** Al-Quran 29:45 “Recite what is sent of the Book by inspiration to thee, and establish Regular Prayer: for Prayer restrains from shameful and unjust deeds; and remembrance of Allah is the greatest (thing in life) without doubt. And Allah knows the (deeds) that ye do”


** Al-Quran 9:40 “If ye help not (your Leader), (it is no matter): for Allah did indeed help him: when the unbelievers drove him out: he had no more than one companion: they two were in the cave, and he said to his companion, "Have no fear, for Allah is with us": then Allah sent down His peace upon him, and strengthened him with forces which ye saw not, and humbled to the depths the word of the unbelievers. But the word of Allah is exalted to the heights: for Allah is Exalted in might, Wise