Aoodho billah min ash shaytaan nir rajeem
Bismallah ar rahman ar raheem.
At my birth, I wonder if it was because of satan I was crying,
when I came out the womb and opened my eyes for the first time,
I must've wished I was veiled like Jesus peace be upon him
but its odd thinking that there was even a connection
between the most hated, most rejected and such a high creation
so my tears dropped, as i was welcomed to the world
Allah is the best of planners so let the plan unfurl
only a new born, but none of us were saved
it was a rude welcome, to show a path thats paved
but then i think what if it was happiness that was the reason my eyes shed tears
the opportunity to please Allah gave me happiness and not fear
so i cried the tears of joy, just a little baby boy
1 minute old ibn Syed Zahid, were satans plans destroyed?
Satan tried stabbing me, my heart was swaying with the music
kick push, push and shove, i was taunting him telling him to do it
but this is just an assumption, none of which is true
because if it was i wouldn't be doing the things i do
So were my tears were for repentance, already begging for forgiveness?
knowing I would be put through trials, that I would slip and then I would seek it
just a minute old, Ibn Syed Zahid
could the reason i be crying be because i was born into the family of the prophet?
or was it love or was it hate or was it shame or was it pain?
my vision was blurred my soul never the same
but i didnt laugh in satans face, when he was stabbing so viciously
i cried painful tears, so pure and so preciously
I know he made me cry, and for my whole life i know that satan has been around
the reasoning is because tonight those same tears came falling down..
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I Was Stabbed a poem i wrote
#2
Posted 05 June 2009 - 01:30 PM
Salam,
hmm ....nicely written!....I have 'restructured' it for easy reading...here, have a second reading...
I Was Stabbed
At my birth,
I wonder, if it was because of satan I was crying.
When I came out from the womb,
and opened my eyes for the first time,
I must 'have wished I was veiled
like Jesus, Peace be upon him.
But it is an odd thinking,
that there was even a connection
between the most hated,
the most rejected,
and with such a high creation.
So my tears dropped,
as I was welcomed to the world.
Allah is the best of planners,
so let the plan unfurl.
Only a new born,
but none of us were saved.
It was a rude welcome,
to show a path that is paved.
But then I think what if it was happiness,
that was the reason my eyes shed tears.
The opportunity to please Allah
gave me the happiness and not fear.
So I cried the tears of joy,
just a little baby boy
one minute old, named ibn Syed Zahid.
Were satan plans destroyed?
Satan tried stabbing me.
My heart was swaying with the music.
Kick push,
push and shove.
I was taunting him
telling him to do it,
but this is just an assumption.
None of which is true,
because if it was I would not be doing the things I do.
So were my tears for repentance?
Already begging for forgiveness?
Knowing I would be put through trials,
that I would slip,
and then I would seek it.
Just a minute old,
Ibn Syed Zahid
could the reason
I be crying is because I was born
into the family of the Prophet?
Or was it love?
Or was it hate?
Or was it shame?
Or was it pain?
My vision was blurred.
My soul was never the same
but I did not laugh in satan’s face
when he was stabbing me so viciously.
I cried painful tears.
so pure
and so preciously.
I know, he made me cry.
And for my whole life,
I know, that satan has been around.
The reason is because tonight,
those same tears came falling down..
hmm ....nicely written!....I have 'restructured' it for easy reading...here, have a second reading...
I Was Stabbed
At my birth,
I wonder, if it was because of satan I was crying.
When I came out from the womb,
and opened my eyes for the first time,
I must 'have wished I was veiled
like Jesus, Peace be upon him.
But it is an odd thinking,
that there was even a connection
between the most hated,
the most rejected,
and with such a high creation.
So my tears dropped,
as I was welcomed to the world.
Allah is the best of planners,
so let the plan unfurl.
Only a new born,
but none of us were saved.
It was a rude welcome,
to show a path that is paved.
But then I think what if it was happiness,
that was the reason my eyes shed tears.
The opportunity to please Allah
gave me the happiness and not fear.
So I cried the tears of joy,
just a little baby boy
one minute old, named ibn Syed Zahid.
Were satan plans destroyed?
Satan tried stabbing me.
My heart was swaying with the music.
Kick push,
push and shove.
I was taunting him
telling him to do it,
but this is just an assumption.
None of which is true,
because if it was I would not be doing the things I do.
So were my tears for repentance?
Already begging for forgiveness?
Knowing I would be put through trials,
that I would slip,
and then I would seek it.
Just a minute old,
Ibn Syed Zahid
could the reason
I be crying is because I was born
into the family of the Prophet?
Or was it love?
Or was it hate?
Or was it shame?
Or was it pain?
My vision was blurred.
My soul was never the same
but I did not laugh in satan’s face
when he was stabbing me so viciously.
I cried painful tears.
so pure
and so preciously.
I know, he made me cry.
And for my whole life,
I know, that satan has been around.
The reason is because tonight,
those same tears came falling down..
#3
Posted 22 June 2009 - 07:02 PM
So sad....is the orginator a sayyid? Why do we cry at birth? Is it painful...I never do remember. (though I know babies cry for many reasons, some say, the shock of being in a new surrounding, of new experiences)
I don't really get this poem. Is it alluding to a theory that the satan can affect us, when we are unable to use our ability for chosing between right and wrong? Yet this does not seem to be right, as it does not reflect on God's justice...accountability demands fairness in examination of what is known and the factors for implementing that knowledge.
Kantz, thank you for restructuring...made it easy to read...but I still don't get it!!
I don't really get this poem. Is it alluding to a theory that the satan can affect us, when we are unable to use our ability for chosing between right and wrong? Yet this does not seem to be right, as it does not reflect on God's justice...accountability demands fairness in examination of what is known and the factors for implementing that knowledge.
Kantz, thank you for restructuring...made it easy to read...but I still don't get it!!
#4
Posted 23 June 2009 - 12:37 PM
Salam sis,
A warm welcome to Marifah forum.
You have to read it not once but many times to get it...that is poetry!
I hope the author doesn't mind me breaking it into stanza. maybe it was meant to be like that. I also hope he will post more of his poems here.
I love to read poems.
Wassalam.
A warm welcome to Marifah forum.
You have to read it not once but many times to get it...that is poetry!
I hope the author doesn't mind me breaking it into stanza. maybe it was meant to be like that. I also hope he will post more of his poems here.
I love to read poems.
Wassalam.
#6
Posted 08 August 2009 - 08:16 PM
AssalamuAlaykum Warahmatullah
Such an awe inspiring poem masha'Allah! The ending was amazing and reminded me of the saying, 'leaving the best till last'. I hope that Allah (swt) bestows sakeenah upon the Ibn Syed Zahid whose tears were shed whilst writing it. Ameen
And as for the questions that Sister Seekingnur asked...I think the inspiration for the poem was a hadeeth [but I may be wrong], and the following springs to mind:
“No newborn escapes the prick (touch) of the Shaytan at the time of their birth. (The touch is what) causes them to begin to scream. Only Marium and her son (escaped being molested by the Shaytan).”
Reported through authentic narrations in the Musnad of al-Imam Ahmed and the Sahih of al-Imam Muslim.
Wallahu A'lam.
I love the 'what if' quality of the poem, although we shouldnt indulge ourselves in what if's but the poem has a certain humbling quality. And as for the question of the poet being a sayyid, he may actually have meant being part of the prophets ummah, again, Allahu A'lam. Really do hope the author can come back and explain to us insha'Allah.
WassalamuAlaykum
Such an awe inspiring poem masha'Allah! The ending was amazing and reminded me of the saying, 'leaving the best till last'. I hope that Allah (swt) bestows sakeenah upon the Ibn Syed Zahid whose tears were shed whilst writing it. Ameen
And as for the questions that Sister Seekingnur asked...I think the inspiration for the poem was a hadeeth [but I may be wrong], and the following springs to mind:
“No newborn escapes the prick (touch) of the Shaytan at the time of their birth. (The touch is what) causes them to begin to scream. Only Marium and her son (escaped being molested by the Shaytan).”
Reported through authentic narrations in the Musnad of al-Imam Ahmed and the Sahih of al-Imam Muslim.
Wallahu A'lam.
I love the 'what if' quality of the poem, although we shouldnt indulge ourselves in what if's but the poem has a certain humbling quality. And as for the question of the poet being a sayyid, he may actually have meant being part of the prophets ummah, again, Allahu A'lam. Really do hope the author can come back and explain to us insha'Allah.
WassalamuAlaykum
This post has been edited by :: Hadiyah ::: 08 August 2009 - 08:16 PM
#7
Posted 17 September 2009 - 02:37 PM
Hadiyah, thank you sis for your explanation. JZK.
Are we informed to any reasons for the above?
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“No newborn escapes the prick (touch) of the Shaytan at the time of their birth. (The touch is what) causes them to begin to scream. Only Marium and her son (escaped being molested by the Shaytan).”
Reported through authentic narrations in the Musnad of al-Imam Ahmed and the Sahih of al-Imam Muslim.
Reported through authentic narrations in the Musnad of al-Imam Ahmed and the Sahih of al-Imam Muslim.
Are we informed to any reasons for the above?
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