Poetry

Divine Mirror
 

Mirror of the divine with no description

Words are confused with countless inscriptions

Whirling they only have one direction

Astound at their own utterance

Ya Hu who is the chosen one

Mustafa was not in line to be selected

The only one created for you to be elected

Turning in the ocean of the Patient one

Creation shook to bring out the light

Death before death to be alive

Shake my heart with the final shake

Unveil the light oh king of avail!

BENEFIT

Nur descends on my heart

Words produced parked the Midway

What to give what to keep?

Tongue speaks the one percent that is allowed

What benefited me what benefited you?

Don’t look to my silence and doubt

I am there with no emptiness around

Full of presence where boiling love is sought

Do not raise the eyes or the question inside

I am buried inside this light

Overtaken by the Nur of Nur

No longer I answer but the Lord of Sabur

My worries are my servant hood

My thoughts for the trust specified

I am here but my existence out of time

Blessed are those whose loyalty is endless and sublime

ZERRA 

Sea of Atoms which give shape to the land

Not able to count my existence at stand

An Ant found me to carry for a distant

Sweet is the reunion but sour the Journey

Happiness returns when the closeness is recognized

Sadness surrounds when the darkness splits the joint

How far have traveled with no return in sight

Breath by Breath my light is amplified

Dropped me in the shelter of a string

It ties together a sandal of the mercy to mankind

Did not deserve this honor but only the mercy of Divine

What more is the end none can find

Movement of the abode has flung me to side

Muhammad Muhammad Muhammad Muhammad

Cried is sadness this Zerra in sea of Tears

Don’t leave me for cannot find purpose in life

Weeping of my soul has soared to the sky

Blessed Eyes turned to see this reality

Fragrant hands pulled out this particle

Gifted Mercy has saved me again, even in the shelter of a blessed string

Satisfaction

Difficulty of the time, has become the prayer in time

The scattered atoms that harm everything in sight

A precious jewel giving nothing but beauty

Happy angels are dispersed when he leaves a city

The frame has left but the heart remains

The shoes walked away but the affection has lingered

How you turned to sharpen your knife again

How you cloak the amber to bellow smoke yet again

Come and see what is wrapped in silk

Unwrap the fragrance that waits for your honesty

Wear the robe of the one who lend it at no expenditure

Praise the one who carried the destitution

Be apart from the partner in crime

Drink from his bare hand to take away the grime

My prayer was to only kiss his hand

My ears only heard his name, I am satisfied!

WASTED

Ya Abdi, where did you begin to be known

How did you learn to adorn the self throne?

High is the expectation from the king sojourn

Dismayed is the soul behind the gate scorned

Words are created from the depths of the unknown

Blurred is the vision that drops them from the throat

Wasted is the breath to energize the soul

Reflections of the waves have affected your neighbor in the door

Words you picked from papers are lost as those who wrote

Let your heart pick the signals from the source

The guided light sent as the help of the truth

Humbleness requested to be taught by his humility

Don’t make decisions beyond your scope

Invitation to palace was supplied gratis

Behold your manners with your eyes to floor

Empty your vessel their light is ready to load

Look Upon Us

The chaos does not decrease but is elevated

The movement of hearts is by minds tainted

They run to please the physicality of the known

The unknown is buried by the pleasure of moment

It is a crowded road and easy to break hearts

Only to gratify the self that only gnaws

You smile in the face because it seems right

Right from wrong is deciphered by one who stands for Truth

The tongue that speaks only the Truth

Come in that Presence with your head down

Humble that humbleness which tries to look sound

Supplement the words with intelligence from your heart

Nothing to show or give but a broken heart

Nothingness is comprehended but to be nothing is apart

My arms stretched to side surrendered to every drop

Look Upon Us or our existence will stop!

We Are in Need of Your Love

We are hoping to Reach

Reach to see the glance of the Beloved

We are searching to Find

Find your blessed hands to Kiss

We are waiting to See

See the blessed face of Master of Creation

We are hungry to Eat

Eat the knowledge that feeds our Souls

We are thirsty to Drink

Drink your Kawthar for the satisfying Sweetness

We are prisoners wanting to be Free

Free from the self with every praise on You

We are tyrants wanting to be of Service

Service that is a cause to make you be Pleased

We are Sleeping

Sleeping to be exalted by your Dream

We are Sitting

Sitting for our souls to be invited by You

We are Breathing

Breathing to whiff the perfume of your Breath

We are Walking

Walking to reach the green dome of Satisfaction

We are Crying

Crying to reach your holy Feet

We are in Need

Need that is in Need of even a Reflection of you Ya Sayyidi ya Rasullallah


The Rising Sun

The Sun has Risen to the perfection of Nine

Blessed is the west to have witness the Shine

His each step opened what they worked to close

Knowledge was in need of him to bring it to safety shores

Tricks and Traps were unraveled to expose

Attacks are too many to put mission on hold

The words you speak are directed to the perfected mirror

You only portray the malevolent self the mirror reflects

Mansoor stands in front of you as the leader of rising Suns

The pole of authority who does not compare to none

Heavenly ornamented to impart the true help

No matter your intention His hands are raised to supplicate to the One

REPENT

 
Oh myself you have gone too far
Shrouded by the norms you have climbed too high
Vast is the view to distinguish who from who
You see everyone below you but the pinnacle oppressor

Mighty is the clutch of the animal that nurtures
Bonded by the sins it requires your service
Broken by trust it feeds your wishes
Sleeping thoughts cannot free you from your own inhibition

How you are naive to your own promise
Clinched so tightly to the appalling desires
Let go and welcome the tears of burning heart
Knock on the door of the Help of Truthful ones

Repent and migrate to the dome of Rising sun
Face your shadow and don't run away
Give water to the Hope of the intricate manner
Repent through the gifted mercy of this way.

STRUGGLE

We see with our eyes that have been closed

We hear with our ears letting all in and more

My ignorance to trust the one who sighs too close

Debates are for the ones who have crafted a storm

I have lost already for giving a thought to form

Commencing a relationship with a trustee of the spot

Walking side by side unaware of the army he has brought

Back and forth thoughts are weaving a curvy road

Paper holds the weight of the bruised morality

Easily falling as long as trustee has vitality

Struggle is given a consideration to raise the roof

Contemplation becomes the core on all shores

You have to face the shadow but you are not alone

The Lions behind you with the tongue of truth

Repentance is the step to the cave of Hu.

YOUR BLESSED HANDS

Wonders of the World which hold the human sight
Everything gold that makes us busy day and night
Swimming against the currents minds are cloudy with stride
Finally have hit the wall and appeared the help of Truth
Clarity was needed but clarity discovered to help you soothe
Your hands have saved my soul.

Gone are difficulties around you, present are struggles within
Pride is staring at humility and they cannot coexist
Fire of anger cannot take the water of love
Mountain of Ego is crushed leisurely with the hammer of words
Covered jealously is exposed with the light of your heart
Oh my beloved, your hands have saved my soul

Run you may run but all the ways are cut
Guided you are to the cave of beloved's sun
Two cannot exist and the struggle to decide has begun
Satisfaction is rare until they find your hands to share
Tears have paved the way of my lips to catch your hands
Oh my beloved, your blessed hands have saved my soul!

A BROKEN HEART

 

The Leaves of summer are full in color
Taking their light from the sun of a lover
A Broken heart that knew so little
He looked and looked even inside a petal
So many years and the veil is still there
So many struggles and the words are bare
He covered and covered until they spoke
How you live and how you coward from the storm
How you stand in piety and breathe with ease
How you sit in stillness and your heart is appeased
A Broken heart looking in sorrow at the leaves
They stand and nourish in the sun light from a distance
Already there in the level of green in instance
Willfully submitted to stand every order
Skillfully placed to shade the borders
Take heed even from this little creation
A Broken heart sup in the hope and mercy of your creator

MEDED YA SAYYIDI

 

My sun rises from the east and the west

Endless is the light through each test

Dhul Jinnah what do I have of my own without you

Establish thy kingdom; my cave is under your shoe

Disappearing is I in your hadoor

Save us, what do we give but the hands that rise toward you?

A faqir from birth, searching for your love with a beggar bowl

Yaqin is a dress that we are still naked from

You hold the keys, be and it will be

Intending to see your face when closing the eyes

Desperate are these tears to be wiped by your blessed hands

Intercede on behalf of the weak