Majlis e Muslimeen

  Miscellaneous Memoirs- Seeds to Sirat...  This chapter now last, finally freed from the spells cast... Ye close the book and into death's glimmer look, your soul now shook... Malik Al-Mauth's ceaseless rebuking, "Why silent as a mime? Lost ye any time to return that wrongfully took!" Had this reality upon him dawned when the warners warned then he would not have been damned, ever to be warmed... Or what thinks ye of the wretch who would every gossip fetch and foster... The imposter has this fool aloof that his plans foolproof! This life's nuthin' more than a gag, a goof! The truth could not be any further, he's just another, deceived by hell's herder... His gloating gall now met with a vicious maul... Like him, every headless will therein fall... No way to abridge this passing, only the pious surpassing! They thought themselves playing, now these sins heavily weighing! Its weight will make every all too weary! Never will ye, those rotten fr...

Miscellaneous Memoirs- Signs to Seek Solitude  Larpingly harkening the heatful abode, I loathe having lost my anecdote... When ways become sly and the humble considered shy... When for the idol of money men vie and the truthful belie... When the colors of vanity eyes dye and every voice echos, "He stole my...." Then know nations hearts die... When the hammer of justice rusts, people misjudge and the wrongful trust... When amorality becomes a must and people forget they too shall return to dust... When every heart lies overturned in lust and time's gust of wind fleets ye away Jan to August... Then know this anti-thesis must ye look upon with utter disgust... When mouths move to mock and ships cargo worthy of embargo dock... When disputes resolve by the glock and every walk causes ogling men in lecher to gawk... When manhood is to be a wing clipped hawk and the patient now start looking at the clock.... Then know Islam has ceased to exist as a political entity, ...

Miracles- (Not a poem)  Tis my reflection on the Islamic philosophy of miracles & my issues with the Western thought process ... So westerners even including "spiritual ppl" have this issue with accepting miracles and look at natural processes as absolute and unchangeable. I wanna challenge this thinkin that tries to explain metaphysics using science, science can only go as far as to explain how natural processes work and dont give us an objective reference point as to how to feel about certain actions and no, we cant derive that from our own subjective experiences as a community because truth isn't a democracy and saying cuz vast majority consider something acceptable doesnt entail that it's supposed to be objectively right, it's a bandwagon fallacy and only works if the current societal structure and norm follows objective (divine for me) ethical principles which you know are subject to change ALL the time so that's stupid to rely on it. What I've fo...

  Extract 1- (An extract from a conversation between Sifreel and Afreet...) Afreet : Tall and strong, blue eyed and fair... Stares he into the abyss, does he seeks to find glare? Sifreel : Tighten the straps lest ye fall from your mare... I know not, perhaps seeking worldly lust, then like others before him, his nose shall soon find itself in the dust, does he dare? Afreet : Mislead into the beast's lair, W alking into the deluder's treacherous plots? Knows he not! Hellfire lacks not in empty slots.. Sifreel : Ha! Then he'd better write his will, appoint an heir! Afreet : Waterless like a wilting rose potted in its vase... His soul too, starved and breathless in a glass-case... Its dimensions ever shrinking, the soul now bruised and blackened, its voice only shrieking... Sifreel : Indeed! Why does he not spend some time in seclusion, truth-seeking? Afreet : I know all too well his kind... They all walk blind... A veil set over their hearts and mind... ...

Poem 10- In Y outh... The rains drizzled, with it my infatuations fizzled... Death has befallen our manhood, kenneled like some dog muzzled... Hearts shook with uncertainty, doubting and puzzled... Running amidst the thick of rebels... Forsaking reverence, how destiny foretells... This is naught from your Lord but a test, so preserve! Lest the torment strike you too, it's strain too severe.... You were chosen as God's viceregents, this din's inheritors... Raising high the banner of rectification, the winds then stretching it out till complete beautification... Yet all you could inherit was the Israelites' cowardice and treachery... Befits you then! O' befits you, this humiliating heart-shackling slavery.... Ah! Fallen prey have ye O' muslim, to the revengeful plottings of the soul ravager... Torn apart & feasted upon by his loin's  bloodthirsty scavengers... Forsaken have ye the courage of your forefathers? Befits a muslim, for his life and...