dimanche 24 février 2008

FOR YOU


To the memory of my father rahimahullah

For you,
It’s cool to drive home
An almond-eyed cool blonde
Picked up in Paris or in Rome.
For you,
It’s cool to score a goal in Liverpool
Against Real Madrid or Lazio Rome.
For you,
It must be fine to savour wine
And spaghetti while listening to Pavarotti.
For you,
It’s great to have £ 8,000 in hand
Or to land a higher rank in a central bank.
For you,
It’s a delight to the eyes
To watch sunrise in the dunes of Morocco.
For you,
It’s beyond telling the joy of jogging in Monaco.
Let alone the joy of shopping in Hanoi
Or riding a mule in Illinois.
For you,
Time is Now, life in Now,
And there’s nothing to be said
For there’s no other life ahead.
For you,
Life is the kitchen and the bed.
Well, that’s you.
As for me,
Life is Now and Tomorrow.
Life is joy and sorrow.
For me,
I would love to hear Allahu Akbar
From a minaret in Madagascar.
I would love to hear an imam
Talk of Islam in Amsterdam,
Or speak to the children of Leeds
About the worth of good deeds.
I would love to see girls pray
To Allah at Broadway.
I would love to see boys making a lot of noise
Simply because they say
It’s just as lovely
To be a Muslim in Sydney
As in Harlem or Boston !
I would love to see people
From all over the world
Flying as one bird
To meet round the Ka’ba
To say what the Queen of Sheba
Learnt from Solomon :
There’s no God but Allah.
Praise, Praise to Allah !
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dimanche 10 février 2008

NO MORE



No more will you knock at our door.
No more will you walk on our floor.
No more will you drink our tea.
No more will you see what we see.
No more will you hear what we hear.
No more will you fear a fear.
No more will you shed a tear.
No more will you enjoy our foods.
No more will you tread our roads.
No more will you roam our woods.
No more will you inquire after me.
No more will you smile at me.
No more will you call my name,
But all the same
And despite all the pain
You stood to gain
When you clearly said
Just days before you were dead:
أشهد أن لا إلاه إلا الله
و أشهد أن محمدا رسول الله
اللهم لك الحمد على ما أعطيت
اللهم لك الحمد على ما أعطيت
اللهم لك الحمد على ما أعطيت

You said it yourself, dad,
And we were all, all sad
For we feared time might be up, father,
And you wouldn’t go farther.
It’s hard, hard, hard
To bear to see you there
In the graveyard –
While we are here,
Where we can’t hear
Your voice or see your smile.
But it’s only a while
And we shall all be there!
I know your bones may decay
I know the worms may eat your flesh away,
But your soul will remain whole
And one day you will revive
And stay alive
For ever and ever.
And I know also
That we shall all go:
No money will keep us for ever.
No medecines will keep us for ever.
No doctor will live for ever.
Praise to Allah Who never dies!
Praise to Allah Who made Paradise!




اللهم ارحم أبي و أسكنه فسيح جناتك
اللهم اجعلنا خير خلف لخير سلف

"إنا لله و إنا إليه راجعون"

mercredi 6 février 2008

وداعا يا أبي



قد غبت يا أبي و الجو ربيع



فإذا قطرات الندى دموع



و إن غبت يا أبي فإنا



على العهد كما كنا



ما لي يا أبي دمع أدرفه



و لا كلام أعرفه



يشفي غليلي يا أبي



و لكن حسبي أن تظل خليلي



و لو بطيفك يا أبي



و إن جفت من عيني الدموع



فهواك باق في الضلوع



وداعا يا أبي وداعا



و ما ضاع مؤمن ما ضاعا



و لا إلاه إلا الله



و لا حول إلا بالله



و إلى جنات الخلد



إن شاء الله





" و إنا لله و إنا إليه راجعون"

samedi 2 février 2008

Cheer up!

What’s wrong with your tongue?
Can’t you say Subhanallah?
Can’t you say Ma Sha Allah?
Shake off that gloom!
And let your face bloom!
Or did your team go down in esteem
By losing Three-Nil to Brazil?
Or did you lose your job?
Oh, no, don’t be a snob!
Don’t ape those in good shape!
Say Subhanallah! Say Ma Sha Allah!
And pray and pray to Allah
Till hope comes your way,
Ray by ray!
No, don’t think of Tsunami!
Think of the beaches of Miami!
Think of Amazon flowers!
Think of New York towers!
Don’t think of King Lear or even Shakespeare!
But think of Allah and you’ll steer
Right for the Light of Faith –
The Faith that’ll give you powers
And blessings in showers,
And your face will excel all flowers
In beauty and freshness!
Blessed be Allah! And Allah bless you,
For your goodness!