by Nadia Khan
The sun leads a life full of glory all day gone
but at the end of the day, the sun dies alone
The night takes comfort in the presence of moon and the countless star's clones
But at the end of the day, the night cries alone...
People sinning in night's arms and charms perceive themselves not being prone
But when the night takes off, everyone stands alone...
The world and its wealth promises to stand by your throne
But at the end of the day, everything turns into foam
Friends, family, lovers and companions all paint a deceiving picture of everlasting chrome...
But when the trumpet is blown,
Everyone is ALONE
The only thing that follows us to our graves and beyond are our deeds: our sins and our good actions and when everything vanishes, we will find ourselves alone standing in the heat of the sun with our baggage which will determine our Real Fate. That day will be the "Yaum-e-Hasra" because everyone will be regretful of what they brought along as well as desirous of transfering their baggage to the next person but Alas, everyone will be responsible for what their own hands earned. The only people who will be happy and successful on this day are those who make concious effort to fill their bag with every meticulous, little good deed they can get their hands on while shedding and avoiding the filth of sins and the darkness of evil. May Allah (swt) make us capable of accumulating good actions upon good actions upon good actions so they can replace and finally obliterate the gravity of our sins. Ameen.
As Salaamu Alaikum
Masha Allah sis Nadia,missed your contributions.Excellent and well-written reminder for us all.May Allah make us among those who will surrounded by our good deeds on that terrifying day.Ameen
Was Salaam
on April 9, 2005 4:51 PMSalaam Ukhti:
Masha'Allah, A deep and invigorating poem, that serves as a reminder for all and each one of us.
Jazakum Allah Khair for this.
Asalaam Aleikum Warahmatullah Wabarakatu,
This was a very refreshing piece masha Allah, a good reminder to get back to reality of what is really important and what isn't and how easily it is to get sucked into the vices of dunya.
The part where you say
"The only people who will be happy and successful on this day are those who make concious effort to fill their bag with every meticulous, little good deed they can get their hands on while shedding and avoiding the filth of sins and the darkness of evil."
bring back beautiful memories me of the time one spends when you're on umrah/hajj, because the whole time you are there you are just not thinking of doing anything bad and instead try to spend all of your time doing good. Sitting in the middle of the Haram I am sure no-one could care less about the affairs of the world or what this person did or that person did to you and how we should go complain/backbite about them. All you want to do is build your relationship with Allah, get closer to Him, because it will be Allah that you will be standing before on the Day of Judgment.
I think the ayats that go perfectly with your poem and article are from Surah Abasa:
"At length, when there comes the Deafening Noise,-
That Day shall a man flee from his own brother,
And from his mother and his father,
And from his wife and his children.
Each one of them, that Day, will have enough concern (of his own) to make him indifferent to the others. "(33-37)
Wasalaam Aleikum Warahmatullah Wabarakatu