Friday, September 29, 2006


"Rivalry in worldly increase distracteth you, Until ye come to the graves.Nay, but ye will come to know!Nay, but ye will come to know!Nay, would that ye knew (now) with a sure knowledge!For ye will behold hell-fire.Aye, ye will behold it with sure vision.Then, on that day, ye will be asked concerning pleasure." (Surah At Takathur)

You have this great plan, of how you want your life to be;
Planning for the dunya, when only He can but foresee.
Studying, working, purchasing, a brand new house or car;
In this wild delusion that this world may take you far.

Distracted from your duties, never mindful of your death,
Not knowing when or where, you might take your last few breaths.
Every day taken for granted, every hour wasted in awe,
Materialistic dunya, ungrateful servants wanting more.

You all manage to fast okay, practice the hunger and the thirst;
Turning your backs then to backbite, envy, hate or worse.
Once a year, in Ramadhan, you all try to do more;
As soon as Eid ul fitr comes, Islam goes out the door.

In a place where there’s no wealth except your deeds, both good and bad;
What use is all this money, when you wasted what you had?
You never spent in Allah’s cause, for fear of poverty;
You embraced the dunya, forgot about Eternity.

When you see, all those you wronged, take the few good deeds you had;
When you see that all your wealth you’ll leave behind, will you be glad?
On the final day of reckoning, when you stand before Allah,
Will you be sent to Hell, or granted access to Jannah?

What’s going on O Muslims? Why do you think that you;
Might escape the punishment, no matter what you do.
The End is but inevitable, the grave your place of rest,
Even the rich amongst you, will have to pass the test.

Control of your Nafs, Purifying your intention,
Don’t let the Shayatin, give bad deeds even a mention.
Live each day as it’s your last, don’t withhold enmity,
Forgive and forget, in hope of pure serenity.

Take heed today o Muslims, and be thankful to Allah;
Turn and Repent, Help others, give Zakah.
Be mindful of your speech, be grateful of your health
Read Quran and Salaah, for truly they will be your wealth.

(Soul Scripture ,Ramadhan 1427)


ammena said...

masha'allah... what more can I say? U amaze me sis.

starfish said...

salam aliykom. subhanAllah. really touching poem. i feel like im that looser who seeks the dunya and forgets the arkhira...dono wat more to say jst had euf today.

al-kalim-al-tayyib said...

Subhnallaah nice POST!

" Richness is not having many belongings, but richness is the richness of the soul ( contentment)

Soul Scripture said...

JazakhumAllah khair for all your comments, any constructive feedback is appreciated tho'.

Yes, truly, there is no richness, geater than the richness of the soul. And as it's ramadhan, we should be working on increasing that more than ever...
May Allah guide us all and keep us steadfast throughout the year Ameen.

Sister Farah said...

Salam sister! What an amazing poem. Masha'Allah. I likey very much. Shows the real essence of Ramadhan and that we should be thinking of people less fortunate than ourselves! Keep up the great work! May Allah reward u plenty. InshAllah.

mujahida said...

subhanallaah!your work is beautiful ya ukhti....

Anonymous said...

Mahsha'Allah sis, Allah (swt) has blessed you with such a beautiful talent! SubhanAllah all ur poems are so deep and thought-provoking.

umm haniya said...

Mashallah im stunned.
So beautiful and thought provoking.

Naimah Umm Khadijah said...

Assalamu 'alaykum, Masha'Allaah sis, amazing poem.
I noticed your from Cardiff,I've just moved from there in June up to Birmingham, wonder if we knew each other or met at one point?? hmm

Umm Salihaa said...

JazaakhumAllahu khairun sis, i appreciate the comments.

I'm not originally from Cardiff, so we may not have met.