MM Arts | Poetry Day | 06-16-12

Welcome, it’s our monthly Poetry day again! If you want to share your verses with everyone here, kindly email us at poetry[@]muslimmatters[.]org stating your name, along with your poem.  As soon as your poem is selected for publishing, we’ll let you know so that you can keep an eye out for it, inshā’Allāh. JazakumAllahu khayr for sending in your poems!

Without further ado, here are three inspiring poems we’ve selected for today…


by Safia Aoude

Darkness: a threat to the summer
collecting dark clouds in the sky
curtains of rain are expected
as terrible weather comes by.

A weather of sadness and longing
This wind is no stranger to pain,
Meeting my sorrow with patience;
I am not afraid of that rain.

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Connecting my heart with my ego,
asking my soul to be strong
the weather may haunt my surroundings
but inside I’m singing a song.

The ocean may tremble with vigor
and waves may be crashing ashore,
the storm may bring down a few branches
but I can endure so much more.

My faith is my ship and my harbor
His strength is my spiritual rope
when Nature is going against me
in Allah I put all my hope.


By Mariam Jai

Oh how I wish to see Him!
An assembly of intense pure light
I hope to be allowed the scent
Of musk and the Prophet in my sight

Rivers of honey and wine
Wishes granted, offered as reward
A timeless dimension, no confines
preventing you from a fresh start

Embracing all signals
Preparing for a journey
Frightened, not promised a specific arrival
So I raise my hands and lower my head, Humbly
praise the Lord and ask for His mercy.


Public Enemy #1
by Sundus Tameez

He is Public Enemy #1.
Like Al Capone and his gun,
He thinks he’s already won.
This battle

Mind controlling devices he doesn’t need
Because he’s got you wrapped around his finger,
Whichever way he goes,
You always seem to linger.

A whisper in your ear,
Is all you need to hear,
For him to have you where he wants you
To be.

But, Alhumdulillah, there’s a solution
A door that will never close
A Friend that will never hang up
And will always have time
To hear what you have to say.

Take one step towards Him,
And He’ll take ten more towards you.
Come walking to him
He’ll come running towards you.
All you have to do is take that first step.

You’ve been warned numerous times.
Yet, you persistently you ignore.
He has the door of mercy wide open.
And yet, you persistently ignore.
And then you complain that it’s all too hard.
And yet, you persistently still ignore.

Ignorance will lead you nowhere
Except down a road of destruction
And it’ll all hit you
When you think it’s too late.

And while you persistently ignore,
He is there waiting.
Waiting to listen
And comfort.

Your sins might be many,
But His mercy is always greater.

And yet every single day,
You persistently ignore the perfect opportunity
To connect with
The only One who truly understands you.

Saytan’s words might be enticing,
But I’ll admit one thing,
That they will definitely never
Lead you to
And utter


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One response to “MM Arts | Poetry Day | 06-16-12”

  1. Omar Ibrahim says:

    shy of nothing, though

    I hide my beauty now because I so easily forget grace has its way of warming up to your perception and you ignore when you’re abashed curiuswhy I’m not see howtheearth is bare for you

    there she is again its her I see with her breadth made for me to swim through a current of love i am or a currency by which angels barter i see you in everything I’ve loved alive

    I see you in the skies shining at night waxing full life gleaming at the motion of your air and the sway of the tips and peaks of your devotion an ocean of love I swim while you sing to me

    o how the winds so blow now in my face every time I first see you through you me I course through you coming a traveler winning a venture turned to eternal bliss with a breeze a breath a kiss of light

    see how I delay the law’s effect on me I begin to never end and intend heaven for you my lord I knew how others but you are worshiped but i by you most high saw you in her come true

    have mercy on me your beauty tempts one into thinking he doesn’t need to remember that he knows what he knows is himself when he’s come true passed the surfaces and covers

    and come the clouds to lead the rains to fill the oceans to dress the depths of widest bounties and make lush the every part and heart of beauty found resounding o again in you

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