Miscellaneous Memoirs- Ar-Rahman's Rahma

Miscellaneous Memoirs- Ar-Rahman's Rahma....

Step ahead without dread...
Expunge from yer blood pumping sponge, lies it's been fed...
Transform for true inner reform, away from shallow societal norm...
We pass away, in waves swept astray, happily dying in our alotted dorm...
Had summer's sun shone, would there not be one but seeking shade under a sandy stone?
So why then do you not atone?
Know ye not, each answer's for his own and we shall return to our graves all alone...
If I were to write of His forgiving might, then in fright not even shaytaan would turn in flight...
Yet ye despair of dawn's sight, woefully wrought for an eternal night...
Ask and ye shall receive, why do you let him deceive?
Shaytaan to man is an open enemy! This idea when will you conceive...
The doors of forgiveness shall never close till the sun's western rise in a poetic prose...
So then smell the fragrance of this red rose till time's icy shards leave deeds in eternal froze...
To measure His magnanimity would strip us of our sanity...
Then leave all that leads to vanity...
To him alone we atone, request all pleas for pardon...
Tis in our very nature yet still, though time's till corruptes by nurture...
Ye been bestowed a guiding wisdom innate so listen in good faith, each heart, its faithful wardon...
To Him, matters not pretty faces or a fancy fabric's texture...
But rather, as opposed to this grandeur, seeks only your merciful creator:
In sincerity, seeking the truth, untethered...
At my behest, acknowledge this life to be a test...
Even if lived to it's very best, in the end lies separation, a departure akin to young'uns flyin' away leaving behind an empty nest...
As to others, so to yourself grant this realization, in compassionate gesture...
For man though born free, lives life in worldly distraction, ever fettered...