"iman" poems
I thank You Allah
I praised to you Allah
I am bowing down to you Allah
For this light to my fore
And the Iman in my heart
And the trust on my tongue
And the health to my life
And the chance to witness
This beautiful time of beneficent
And mercy to the mankind...
And the month of nine
It's a Ramadan, The Great
Ramadan Yajma'ana
Ramadan Kareem
🌙
Apr 11, 2021
Apr 11, 2021 at 1:38 AM UTC
Nor thou, Habib, nor I are glad,
when rosy limbs and sweat entwine;
But rapture drowns the sense and self,
the wine the drawer of the wine,
And Him that planted first the grape-
o podex, in thy vault there dwells
A charm to make the member mad,
And shake the marrow of the spine.
O member, in thy stubborn strength
a power avails on podex-sense
To boil the blood in breast and brain;
shudder the nreves incarnadine!
From me thou drawest pearly drink -
and in its pourings both are drunk.
The Iman drives forth the drunken man
from out the marble prayer-shrine.
Blue Mushtari strove with red Mirrikh
which should be master of the night-
But where is Mushtari, where Mirrikh
when in the sky the sun doth shine?
Now El Qahar to Hazif gives
the worship unto poets due : -
But songs are nought and Music all;
what poet music may define?
Allah's the atheist! he owns
no Allah. Sneer, thou dullard churl!
The Sufi worships not, but drinks,
being himself the all-divine.
Come, my Habib, the roses blush,
the waters gleam, the bulbul sings -
To pierce thy podex El Quahar's
urgent and and imminent design!
5.2k
With love and happiness we embrace Ramadan
With clear heart , hope and desire to increase our Iman (faith)
We are noted as the best Ummah(Generation)
That is because we encourage one another in doing good and stop one another from evil by reading the Qur'an(Koran)
Too many sins have been in my basket
Too many mischief committed unasked
How little I am and how big my ego masked
Wavering from my path, often in vice I basked
May the love of Ramada shower us with its blessing
May it comes to help us accomplish our aims
Through cleansing, wiping and forgiven our sins
So Allah with have mercy on our names
Indeed Allah is the most benevolent,most glorious and the most merciful
Once again guiding me to rectify my path and be repentful
May this month(Ramadan) make us all pious and fast faithful
So we can do good act, read Qur'an and pray to purify our soul and make our hearts truthful.
May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 8:59 AM UTC
Hidup ku ini bukanlah permainan!
Yang bisa dimulai dan dihentikan kapan pun
Perasaan ku juga bukanlah medan perang!
Yang terus saja tertindas
Kau buat lemah!
Kau buat aku tak berdaya
Hati ku ini adalah emas
Yang apabila hilang, aku akan jatuh miskin
Miskin iman karena kehilangan arah
Miskin materi karena pikiran ku tak jalan
Aku ini bukanlah babu!
Yang selalu menuruti apa mau mu
Aku ini hanyalah pekerja lepas
Yang tak mau terkekang manghadapi mu
Aku ini hanyalah pasien rawat jalan
Meski sakit parah tapi tetap berjuan untuk hidup
Kau kira aku ini apa?
Kau membuat ku menjadi korban terparah
Aku pecundang di antara manusia
Mengapa kau tidak pergi saja dari hidup ku?
Hey, aku ini bukan papan catur 'tuk dipandangi
Aku juga bukan sarung tinju tuk menuruti mu
Lepaskan aku!
Ku mohon lepaskan aku
Aku tak ingin lagi menangisi hidup ku
Ku ingin berhenti mengasihani hidup ku
Tolong, damaikanlah hidup ku
Dec 30, 2011
Dec 30, 2011 at 11:52 AM UTC
Upaya faal semesta
Beginilah adanya
Insan di dalamnya
Begitulah hadirnya
Katamu semesta tiada pernah salah
Dan aku percaya padamu, pada semesta
Bahkan ketika waktu terus pergi
Dunia lantas berevolusi
Kalakian musim bersilih
Keyakinanku padamu tak lantas lenyap
Lain halnya dengan waktu, dunia, musim, dan cinta
Katakan
Kau dan aku, apa kita pernah mengkhianati buana?
Sehingga menjadi kami adalah kesulitan berarti
Arkian, cinta ubah wujudnya jadi bersyarat
Insan, iman, susila, keharusan
Sedang cinta terlampau luas layak angkasa
Semesta tak salah, aku percaya
Begitu juga cinta
Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 8:26 AM UTC
In this barren land..
You are all alone
Seizing the opportunity
The devil whispers
Lure your stubborn heart
Deceive your weakened soul
Collect your stones and throw..
Each one of the devils..
Tarnish them... banish the devils
Desert them in the dungeon of darkness
Let the evils gather with joy
to dance their wicked souls
On the judgement day
you'd stand tall
Your deeds and your risen iman
Your success in tests and trials
Proudly you live
to witness the fallen evils
Alhamdulillah you've completed
your hajj.......
The test of patience....and faith...
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 11:22 PM UTC
kulantunkan - lembut
kunyanyikan - kesenian
kukumandangkan - religi
kuikrarkan - formal
kulafazkan - detail
kuucapkan selamat malam duhai..... hahay.. :D
mana nih yang pas ya..
*kukumandangkan maklumat yang merindu..
oleh sanubari yang tersenyum kelu..
dari iman penghapus birahi dalam kalbu..
membangkitkan cinta yang menggebu..
hingga ranting direlung hati tak sempat betanya..
akan kemana gundah dalam jiwa terbawa..
mungkinkah hanya sebuah nestapa...?
yang tersingkap oleh nafsu dunia fana..
nurani yang kian membangkang..
bertanya pada tubuh yang terkekang..
merebahkan raga dihamparan angan yang tak lekang...
adakah keikhlasan yang terjengkang..
tutur bijakmu sering tak terhiraukan..
seluas samudra perhatian kau berikan..
dalam kasihmu tersandar persahabatan..*
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 10:30 AM UTC
Antara dua jalan buntu
Penentuan hati dan minda sekeras batu
Ku menerka ini hanya mainan perasaan
Persis jiwa-jiwa yang hiba kekosongan
Larilah wahai nafsu
Carilah serangkap wahyu
Cantaslah pucuk cemburu
Kerna manusia semakin layu
Lenturnya segenggam iman
Toksik meracuni setiap teman
Doalah waktu masih memberi ruang
Mewarnai tiap hitam putih perjalanan
Telan segala perit mencari abdi
Tiada yang kekal apatah lagi kendiri
Senyuman kekal menjadi sedekah amalan
Tuhan Maha Pengampun, manusia dahagakan amalan.
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 7:41 PM UTC
Life has gone too fast
It made me a big tortoise
Now
I am a tourist attraction point
But still I believe
That
All will be OK.
Qwan imam*
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 11:00 AM UTC
Who am I to question,
When hardships befall over me?
Let it be a vast circle of bulky mountains,
Ensnaring me from all sides.
If I fall into a threatening void,
A void that gnaws at my soul,
And is ravenous for my worn-out soul,
That helps me encounter more turbulences.
But who am I to question my tolerance of enduring a void that ravens for troubles for me?
When my Master, the Beloved of the Almighty,
Stated that Muslims are prepared to confront
Whatever situation they may face with their faith.
With my faith,
I can pull myself out of the void,
Shove off bulky mountains,
because
they ain't heavier than my
Iman.
Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 7:05 AM UTC
A dream of pitched skies.
My complexion illumined,
By nocturnal radiance of gloom,
Shined steel rays from the moon.
Creeping coastal winds on my right.
Frothing waves approaching my skin,
Sand constricting my flesh like pins,
Doomed to deep rapture, I could not win.
The shores of scorching Tripoli sands.
With Arabic fire potent of golden alchemy,
Above burning desert, under molten sea,
Lies Ottoman provinces, drowned at scree.
Were I to become a victim of Siren's call?
To sink without ship or a captain's crest,
Was a fleeting frig sailing to sea-change, lest
I collapse bellowing into Mother Earth's breast.
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 8:28 PM UTC
Sambil mengendarai mobil, aku melirik calar yang menghiasi tangan kananku. Merah seakan salah satu kucingku baru saja mengamuk. Tapi hanya aku dan sebilah pisau di kamar yang tahu itu bukan hasil karya seekor kucing melainkan binatang yang jauh lebih biadab, depresi.
Lampu dijalanan berubah merah, sambil melihat sekeliling aku tersenyum mengamati hiruk pikuk yang sedang terjadi.
Aku jadi rindu perasaan utuh yang lambat laun terkikis waktu dan kalimat-kalimat bernoda.
"Kurang kuat iman sih"
Tak ada kaitannya dengan imanku, sayang.
"Mungkin cuma ada di kepalamu saja."
Dan kepalaku adalah satu-satunya tempat dimana aku tak bisa lari.
"Memang penyebab depresimu apa?"
Karena 1095 hariku tercemar darah, puntung rokok, pecahan gelas, dan caci makian tiada henti. Tak semudah itu untuk keluar hidup-hidup dari kandang singa, harus ada luka yang aku tanggung seumur hidup.
"Apakah kau gila?"
Aku bukan gila, aku baik-baik saja. Hanya ada bagian di dalam sana yang mati dan tak bisa diperbaiki lagi.
Lampu hijau dan klakson dari mobil membangunkanku dari suara-suara itu.
Tapi ketika sudah melaju dengan kecepatan yang nyaman ada satu suara yang muncul lagi, menoreh hatiku.
"Aku tak habis pikir bagaimana seseorang bisa nekat melukai dirinya sendiri sedangkan masih banyak yang bisa dilakukan"
Kalau kau tak paham, tak mengapa.
Tapi aku melakukan itu bukan untuk mati, aku lelah tak merasa apapun karena ada bagian di dalamku yang memang sudah mati.
"Kau mirip banteng ketaton"
Ya, aku marah kalau kau seenaknya menyebut aku gila.
Aku terluka kalau kau seenaknya main hakim sendiri.
Calar itu adalah sebuah pengingat bahwa aku masih hidup.
May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 8:15 AM UTC
Un arabe à Marseille autrefois m'a conté
Qu'un pacha turc dans sa patrie
Vint porter certain jour un coffret cacheté
Au plus sage dervis qui fût en Arabie.
Ce coffret, lui dit-il, renferme des rubis,
Des diamants d'un très grand prix :
C'est un présent que je veux faire
À l'homme que tu jugeras
Être le plus fou de la terre.
Cherche bien, tu le trouveras.
Muni de son coffret, notre bon solitaire
S'en va courir le monde. Avait-il donc besoin
D'aller **** ?
L'embarras de choisir était sa grande affaire :
Des fous toujours plus fous venaient de toutes parts
Se présenter à ses regards.
Notre pauvre dépositaire
Pour l'offrir à chacun saisissait le coffret :
Mais un pressentiment secret
Lui conseillait de n'en rien faire,
L'assurait qu'il trouverait mieux.
Errant ainsi de lieux en lieux,
Embarrassé de son message,
Enfin, après un long voyage,
Notre homme et le coffret arrivent un matin
Dans la ville de Constantin.
Il trouve tout le peuple en joie :
Que s'est-il donc passé ? Rien, lui dit un iman ;
C'est notre grand vizir que le sultan envoie,
Au moyen d'un lacet de soie,
Porter au prophète un firman.
Le peuple rit toujours de ces sortes d'affaires ;
Et, comme ce sont des misères,
Notre empereur souvent lui donne ce plaisir.
- Souvent ? - Oui. - C'est fort bien ; votre nouveau vizir
Est-il nommé ? - Sans doute : et le voilà qui passe.
Le dervis, à ces mots, court, traverse la place,
Arrive, et reconnaît le pacha son ami.
Bon ! Te voilà ! Dit celui-ci :
Et le coffret ? - Seigneur, j'ai parcouru l'Asie ;
J'ai vu des fous parfaits, mais sans oser choisir :
Aujourd'hui ma course est finie ;
Daignez l'accepter, grand vizir.
872
Kemana semalam kalau siangmu penuh peluh?
Peraduan mana yang kau singgah kala menunggu Tuhan membalas?
Sang racun dunia
Sang peracau jiwa
Sang penggoyah iman mereka bilang
Kendara motor dini hari
Pergi dengan siapa ia mau
Karena akan terlalu bodoh memikirkan rangkanya
Diamlah kalau kau belum tahu rumahnya
Diamlah kalau tak tahu mana zakar mana akar
Urusanmu selalu tak kalah sepele dari pada urusan Si Jalang
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 12:09 PM UTC
Nak
Ibumu lahir saat gawat ekonomi seluruh semesta
Saat gawat sebumi memikirkan nilai
Saat dunia ditimpa wabah tak ternampak
Tapi dunia masih cantik
Nak
Ibumu saksi dunia sedang gusar
Saksi pemimpinan goyah
Rebutkan yg tak pasti
Matanya buta
Telinga nya tuli
Tak terdengar rintihan kasta bawahan
Tak terpeduli dan lari meninggalkan hakiki
Ibumu tegak ditengah
Saat mereka berkelahi
Bercemuhan
Hai, ibu saksi saat mereka tak waras
Nak,
Ibumu saksi peninggalan ramai org
Mata kepala ibu melihat org rebah tak bermaya
Ibumu saksi bapak menangisi anak
Bayi lahir tak bersusu ibu
Adik pergi tak berpeluk abang
Dan
Ibumu saksi org tak bisa menjamah nasi
Bukan kerna tak upaya
Tapi kerna rakus ahli prejudis
Dan anjing ditaktor
.
.
Nak
Ibumu saksi saat propaganda dilaungkan
"Demokrasi ini adalah kita semua
Suara kamu kami dengar"
.
.
Anakku
Dengarlah
Ibumu saksi saat dunia tak adil tapi dihias indah
Ibumu saksi saat negeri kita kacau tapi dirai aman
Ibumu saksi nak...
Ibumu saksi perit itu tak cuma kehilangan
Tapi rindu yg bakal tak terubatkan
Salam yg takkan tersampaikan
Dan sebelum kau hingga ke saat itu
Harus lah kau tau
Setiap sisi kita tertanam secebis sedikit hati
Maka harus kau cari yg baik baik sentiasa
.
Kerna mmg sifat dunia begitu
Rebut yg tak pasti
Bertelinga dan tuli
Bergeliga tapi rakus
Dan punyai mata tapi buta
Dan harus kau ingat yg merbahaya sekali
Punyai iman tapi tak berTuhan
Oct 23, 2021
Oct 23, 2021 at 12:00 PM UTC
The man in the digital world
May lose sight of the labour works
May lose sight of the Iman
He may not be able
To see the lawful presence of her wife
He may think oh it's just a like
Oh it's just a message
The man in the digital world
May think everything is just suppose to happen
The man in the digital world
May can't understand the why
He may lose sight in truth
He may trust all the lies
The man in the digital world
May lose everything he loves
To gain the sight of Osiris
You should first lose an eye
The man in the digital world
May lose love in his heart
Blessed whomever I have hurt
Forgive me if I have hurt you with my ineffective lies
I thought I was telling the truth
I thought there was a chance to win
I didn't know I was planned to lose
To gain the knowledge of the world we live
You may think I am a genius
Who spent his life in lies
I beg the differ and forgiveness
My pictures should be stamped as fools in your eyes
Jan 29, 2025
Jan 29, 2025 at 4:03 PM UTC
I wish for a day
when we invite friends and drive enemies away
a day when flowing tears of joy will be okay
a day when barakallah lakuma will be their word to say
i pray for the day
i pray for the day to come
a daywe leave our parents and create our own home
a day we pay zakaat from our own income
i pray for the day
i wish for the day we wish for eachother
a day smiles will fill faces of our sisters n brother
a day we introduce a law for our families to another
a day when ur brothers will be my brothers inlaw not forgetting the mother
i pray for the day
i wish for the day we read quran
praying together after hearing athan
a day when anything we do becomes ibada not just sunnah
a day we build together our own iman
a day we pray for togetherness in this life and jannah
I pray for the day
by Ishmael Prince W
Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 11:08 AM UTC
September 23 is for Harmony
Yippee
23 plus 5 equals 28
The birthday of Allah's Prophet (PBUH), a most memorable date
2 plus 3 equals 5
days later, God hollers, Eid Milad Saeed, we're live
Your birthday starting last night
with a full moon shining bright
I waved happy birthday with a schoolgirl's sincerity
and you said back, A rainbow lunar halo, for some a symbol of harmony
To the most honest man, the most trustworthy human
Messenger Muhammad's full of Iman and taqwa, alive with stocks boomin
A fighter against injustice, oppression, colonialism, imperialism, racism, sexism, any ill we name
As Musa said, Somebody has to explain that paper money is the key threat in this game
The Final Chosen One went low to get he and others high
Talking God's words, speaking truth respectfully to help call girls get shy
On 23, God said, Enter the world a bright smile Harmony
On 28, Here comes good people to celebrate, a beautiful bumble bee
A most lovely man, we shout for, Yay, she saying, Cheese
His humble reply, Thank you. No, please
Insisting we give thanks and show gratitude to the one who birthed The Prophet, Amina
and to the ONE who created him and his daughter al-Zahra, Fatima
God's dutiful servant urging us, More eggs in the basket for the akhirah and less in the basket for the dunya
She too would say, your Siti Haneefah
We're here today, September 28th already and tomorrow will soon be gone, no more a life
An exuberant cheer, We love you dearest Prophet and your most beloved and favored wife
For Ahmad, Hamid, Mahmud, the focus, the VIP today
From a grateful student and from a thoughtful Auntie, this poem is for The #1 Muhammad and Harmony K
By: Najwa Kareem
Sep 28, 2023
Sep 28, 2023 at 7:19 PM UTC