Universal Anthems. Aadil Farook

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Название Universal Anthems
Автор произведения Aadil Farook
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      we depend on God's intent

      If He doesn't take care of us

      and grant us bounties surplus

      We are nothing but just another organism

      this humility isn't taught by any ism

      only religious experience can guarantee

      such a profound sense of spirituality

      in which you don't get carried away

      by your normal routine every day

      so much gratitude we should offer

      that only seldom we have to suffer

      No wonder, the prophets laughed little and wept more

      because life's reality is an ocean without a shore

      Such a deceiving illusion is this material world's outer getup

      That's why Muhammad said, "people are asleep; when they die, they wake-up"!

      A Bundle of Contradictions

      O' God

      I have such a strange relationship with you

      I can't comprehend what you put me through

      Sometimes you grant me suprises of the most pleasant nature

      I feel like laying my head in prostration forever

      But sometimes you put me through so much hell

      that I feel so hurt, I can't even yell

      Sometimes you seem to be the Grand Designer of the cosmos

      No Science or Philosophy can bring in my faith any loss

      Sometimes your creation has so many imperfections

      I simply fail to be in a state of appreciation

      Sometimes you give me so much honor and glory

      As if between you and I, there is a love story

      Sometimes you make me go through so much humiliation

      As if you want to teach me a bitter lesson

      Sometimes I am flattered by the talents you let me taste

      Sometimes I am frustrated by seeing them go to waste

      Sometimes my complaint against you is a neverending river

      Sometimes, at the thought of your majesty, I shiver

      In my life, you have so many roles to play

      That I am baffled as to what to pray

      Perhaps, you'll always remain a wondrous mystery

      Only death will unveil you infront of me!

      Thank you Dear Readers

      You may not be aware of it at all

      but you raise me when I fall

      When I had totally given up writing

      My literary spark, you kept igniting

      When I think my mind has become fully empty

      you sow the seed of intellect's tree

      When I see your name in my inbox

      I get rid of my mental blocks

      Whether a critique or an appreciation

      You help me in self-transformation

      You may encourage me or you may belittle me

      In either case I testify to your sincerity

      I may not know each one of you on a personal level

      Yet our bond is pure without the whims of devil

      Since many years, my career has been in a state of crisis

      But your presence in my life is a source of bliss

      Never think you just belong to an emailing list

      Ask my heart, how often you are missed

      Lets hope our relationship forever remains alive

      And of your input, I am never deprived

      You can criticize my works as much as you like it

      But I'll always consider it in the right spirit

      As long as you take out time from your busy schedule

      In my lyrical kingdom, you'll always rule

      Pray that God keeps moving you with my words

      and grants me the best of both worlds!

      A Message to Islam

      I have written around 100 poems about you

      Yet I fail to understand what is true

      Truth does not seem as simple as is portrayed

      Reality is far more complex than is displayed

      I do know that you are the best religion

      But I can't prove on the basis of reason

      Your veracity can only be gauged through experience

      Why does the world demand rational evidence?

      Science is too shallow to fathom your multi-dimensional nature

      Philosophy can't satisfy the knowledge-seekers of high stature

      Perhaps, only Mysticism quenches the human thirst

      No wonder, it reaches the destination first

      It frees man from the choking and deceptive web of logic

      Too much indulgence of which only turns the soul sick

      It demands too much humility

      rather than mental ability

      The one who doesn't go after proof

      eventually hits the sky's roof

      Faith and belief aren't everyone's ball-game

      To the intellect, they may appear lame

      Beware of West's infatuation with the mind

      An untainted heart, they can't find

      Till today, the phenomena of consciousness perplexes them

      Because they consider brain as the root rather than stem

      It is pure love that is the real master

      or the spiritual journey is a disaster!

      The Revolution

      With utter dismay, the Ummah sees its face in the mirror

      Defeat, humiliation and despair forms the entire picture

      In the last two centuries, many movements have taken place

      that claimed to change the dynamics of time and space

      Yet none of them was successful in bringing an Islamic revolution

      Because, with the prophetic methodology, they were in contradiction

      From a great scholar, I have learned the revolutionary process

      I sincerely hope that my message reaches all the masses

      It starts with a ground-breaking ideology

      shattering all 'isms' with its philosophy

      Intellectual cleansing takes place through preaching

      For which modern means are a source of blessing

      Knowledge of Islam is transferred as much as possible

      without