Thursday, January 21, 2016

Morning Glory

الله أكبر, الله أكبر
أشهد أن لا اله إلا الله
أشهد أن محمدا رسول الله
I woke up that morning
While my ears all hearing
Of beautiful melody being playing
Calling me off the bedding

As the dawn breeze keeps blowing
Filling the air with serenity
My heart is breathing
Feeling alive in worshiping
Like the blooming of morning glory
While the sun shows its tender

Akin the first morning of spring
This calmness clinches my soul
As the thought of Him grow
Cleansing my heart like the snow

As I read through His Book
Finding His gracious behind the pages
Like the first rain drop
After a long sweaty summer
Quenching the thirst of the wanderer
And that’s when I feel Him
The One who let my blood running
The One who let my legs striding
The One let my eyes blinking

As the moon needs the sun
To brighten up the darkest night
As the chirping birds need the tree
To build a home of serenity
And I’m the little servant
Who’s in need for a Master

P.s. - And You, My Lord, is my Master

"And (remember) when your Lord brought forth from the Children of Adam, from their loins, their seed (or from Adam's loin his offspring) and made them testify as to themselves (saying): "Am I not your Lord?" They said: "Yes! We testify,"

Quoted from the Book of Serenity, the Holy Qur'an - 07:172

the clock is ticking - 00:12, Friday

Soorah Al-Fajr - Idriss Abkar

Friday, January 08, 2016


I fall in a pitch dark hole
Not once
but countless moments
Though my heart yearns for Him
Action seems denying
I let myself drowning
Though my soul keeps breathing
I felt emptiness surrounding me
Covering my heart from living
I lost in my own life
Pretending I'm all good

I crafted my own steps
Heading towards awry direction
I keep questioning myself
Why can't I be honest to Him
Why am I keep looking for keys
While the door is awaiting
For me to stride in
Wide opened by Him

I feel like running
Unto Him
But I keep falling
From one hole to another

Though I keep failing Him
Though I keep breaking promises
Though I keep making excuses
He is still there
With arms wide open
Waiting for me

Deep down inside
I sense His presence
And I will keep
To find my way back
Unto Him

Forgive me O Allah,
will You?

I know You will.

"We surely belong to Allah and to Him we shall return"

Saturday Morning.
Taman Melati, Kuala Lumpur.

Inshaallah – Maher Zain.