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9-21-1442

Khalid Mukhtar · May 3, 2021 ·

The spread of all the heavens or
The smallest leaf on earth
Are one in magnitude before
Your Might

So how can all the little things
I’ve done and soon forgotten
Escape the deep attention of
Your Sight

Remind me of them Ya Allah
That I may then repent
Or let Your Grace deliver me
This night

9-20-1442

Khalid Mukhtar · May 2, 2021 ·

Too long have they been cushioned by
The hearts they’ve trampled on
How will these feet survive
The razor bridge

My hands are free
Reach out for me

Rabbighfirlī
Wa yassirlī
Amrī

9-19-1442

Khalid Mukhtar · May 1, 2021 ·

Allow me Lord to find the Night
In which my hopes and fears dissolve
Into the highest frequency
Of Nūr infused with iron resolve

9-18-1442

Khalid Mukhtar · April 30, 2021 ·

A heart untouched by poetry
Submerged in Word Divine
One little sip from Kawthar can
Eclipse the sweetest wine

9-17-1442

Khalid Mukhtar · April 29, 2021 ·

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

Khalid Mukhtar · April 28, 2021 ·

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

Khalid Mukhtar · April 27, 2021 ·

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

Khalid Mukhtar · April 26, 2021 ·

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

Khalid Mukhtar · April 25, 2021 ·

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

Khalid Mukhtar · April 24, 2021 ·

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
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