Micropoetry

Has a greater calamity been sent
Than the unwillingness to find
A reason to repent

You know all that garbage you spew
There’s a reason it came to be
And if you had paid attention then you
Would undoubtedly come to see:

You alone are the greatest sign
That you have a long way to go
Sit down in the dust poor khalid a while
It’s purer than you’ll ever know

Beware the currents of doubt
And the undertow of kufr
Sometimes it's not enough
That you can swim

The peace that we long for
And the hope that we seek
Lies in those who prefer silence
When the ignorant speak

If everything is from Him
How can you ever think
He turns away from you
After sending you a trial

Soldier on never doubting
His attention is upon you while 
You struggle under loads
All meticulously chosen

To break you up
To take you up
For that chalice filled
To wake you up

All creatures in existence
Of every size and hue
Amid the deeps and shallows
Of brown and green and blue
Each has its solemn tasbeeh
To keep it true and through
And you have yours my khalid
If only you’d let you

What greater act of Divine assistance
Than a wayward slave broken by sin
Finding himself time and time again
Drowned in despair but not sinking
Losing his dusty way and thinking
There is no return no way back
To where the path opens wide
For every seeker that’s died
Looking for hope in thistles
Unfriendly on the outside
Yet deep run their roots
In unwavering search
For another chance
Touch them khalid
And for heaven’s
Sake be sure to
Wince a little
By way of
Thanks

To give from Allah’s gifts
By Allah’s leave
For Allah’s sake
Is all you need to take

Be sure to attend the turn of the tide
When the sea gives way to a staff 
When a pebble wrecks an army’s pride
And an elephant stops in its tracks

Basmala: the sieve
Screening the soul