A heart untouched by poetry Submerged in Word Divine One little sip from Kawthar can Eclipse the sweetest wine
Poetry
9-17-1442
The hearts that filled at Badr
The tongues that stilled at Badr
The blood that spilled at Badr
By hands that killed at Badr
Three hundred some believers
Set out to build at Badr
What Allah willed at Badr
9-16-1442
Don’t let: my seeing make me blind
My hearing make me deaf
My thinking make me lose my mind
My dying bring me death
9-15-1442
How strange the lodgings
You afford Your slaves
Where they are prepared
For what they will be
The one you bear
Upon the waves
To a tyrant’s palace
From which to flee
The other you send
Unto the waves
And into a beast
In the vault of the sea
9-14-1442
I ask you, Lord, for all these things
I know so very well I don’t deserve
For health and wealth and maghfirah
And knowledge that You give without reserve
9-13-1442
Song of the Thirteenth
I’ve broken some hearts
I’ve hurt some feelings
I’ve said some things
That sent folks reeling
I’ve raised my voice
And spoken harsh words
I did what I did
To make myself heard
Then I walked away
From all those ruins
And never once thought
Khalid, what are you doin’
I dread the day
When I learn my ways
Gave those I wronged
The final say
Allah grant them khayr
Allah make their homes
Green gardens where
They can freely roam
Rabbighfirliy warham
9-12-1442
Allah, I make my plea
In these blessed words
Of Your blessed Nabi:
You are the greatest forgiver
And You love to forgive
So forgive me
9-11-1442
My sins like a dusty leaf Your forgiveness like dew at dawn My sins, the dark of night Your forgiveness, morning song
9-10-1442
That we are rewarded
For sleep in these days
By One whom sleep doesn’t take
Should help us be humble
In so many ways
Each moment that we are awake
9-9-1442
How can we miss the beauty in
The signs of Your Beneficence
The twitter of the birds at dawn
The sound of children’s laughter
The sight of dew and falling rain
The sweet petrichor after