Poem: Illuminated by You, the Lights of Islam
- As stated by Ibn Musharraf:
The lights of Islam have shone bright through you,
As destiny steered towards happiness anew.
The One who wisely determines all things,
Chooses the goodness that His will brings.
When a servant’s intention is pure,
The effects of their faith must surely endure.
A wondrous secret desired by God to unveil,
As you arrived, revealing mysteries that prevail.
Through you, the wisdom of Heaven was displayed,
Like light illuminating stones before they’re laid.
With your arrival, the depths became united,
Flames once raged in the past, now slighted.
After divine guidance restored their grace,
They became virtuous after religion’s harsh embrace.
Tell those who have dismissed the rightful path,
That a name not matched by action brings wrath.
It seems you’ve been misled, doubting God’s stance,
Assuming that for Islam there’s no chance.
Your faith in the Turks as builders is mandatory,
For they are the guardians of your sanctuary.
Have you not witnessed the disgraceful veiling,
Of an evident truth your eyes are failing?
In the face of the great shirk and disbelief,
They are drawn towards chaos and grief.
They claim that the Book’s commands are unfair,
Imposing injustices that cause despair.
They contradict it with fabricated beliefs,
No doubt, among them resides the chief of mischiefs.
Oh, the ignorance that clouds their mindset,
For in following whims, they’re easily misled.
When the Turks reminded you of your duty,
You danced while ignoring your frightful beauty.
Why didn’t you follow a leader so bold,
Whose aim was to uplift Islam and its fold?
Abdul Aziz, whom we yearned to see,
His reign spread widely over the land with glee.
Descendants of sinners after the last decree,
Were a guiding light throughout history’s decree.
We admired the deceased for their noble story,
Long before the wicked came to claim glory.
But now with his days blessed, we proudly claim,
The strings of guidance and religion’s fame.
I assert, and the truth is always sincere,
Should these words bring you comfort or fear.
Do not think them mere embellished tales,
For soon the past’s legends will grace our trails.
When protectors of faith arrive with resolve,
Like lions fierce, their strength will evolve.
Wielding claws and fangs that pierce the night,
They’ll seize the hunt and ensure what’s right.
To the one they chose, let fate now decide,
When in heated debate the true value is tried.
How many have you misguided in concealed despair,
When the guide for righteousness was clearly there?
The ignorant among you fail to see value,
Or the strength of God when the battlefield’s due.
Those who build their homes in treacherous seas,
Will find destruction is their only lease.
Yet you’re misled by those who bear you harm,
With deceitful faces and hearts full of charm.
Fortresses will fall to ruin just as those,
Who soared to heights, only to meet their woes.
Your view has been drowned in a pit of disdain,
Marked by insignificance with nothing to gain.
So ignite the fire, reveal your truth in the light,
For even among chaos, the righteous shall fight.
The son of the Imam, who stood in your sight,
Was a comet through storms, a beacon of light.
The young lion does not stray from his claim,
Following the paths of the brave and the same.
You left behind empty forms void of might,
Deprived of strength, fading into the night.
If you do not return to Islam’s embrace,
Prepare for a day when you’ll face your disgrace.
This is a message from one bearing advice,
And guidance for those with wisdom to entice.
Then praise be upon the prophet and his kin,
And the songs sung in joy, where the birds begin.
Poem: God Has Made Clear the Path of Islam
- As articulated by Ibn Abd Rabbah:
God has made clear a path for Islam,
And people have entered the faith in great swarms.
The world has adorned itself for its dwellers,
As if clothed in exquisite brocade and banners.
Oh, descendant of the caliphs, if the clouds knew,
Your valor, they would rain down torrents anew.
If war understood the might that you wield,
It would not incite the fervor that it revealed.
The hypocrisy has met its end, and disbelief has bowed,
The horses now obedient, silenced and cowed.
Victory is now bound to the banners you boast,
As you traverse the stages, leading as the host.
You’ve welcomed the errant into the fold of peace,
Guiding them from lands of shirk, granting release.
With a host that makes the earth shimmer bright,
Like waves in the ocean under the moonlight.
Illuminated by the moon, your path is assured,
Like the dark of night becoming secured.
In it, they see flashes of demise that glimmer,
And hear the thunder roll, the sound of their simmer.
You have vacated the battlefield of the wicked,
And brought forth tears from lands that were inflected.
In the middle of the month, the earth now calmed,
After the injustices have been quite disarmed.
The stories heard relay truths from the past,
From the caliphs, who led with wisdom unsurpassed.
Let the earth be filled with justice, as it once was in ire,
And make clear to the world what’s righteous, never tire.
Oh, glorious dawn, oh, radiant sun of the day,
Your lion’s roar shall echo, don’t shy away.
Indeed, the caliphate shall not find peace nor ease,
Until you wear a crown that commands and decrees.
Poem: O Kaaba of Knowledge in Islam
- As expressed by Ahmad Shawqi:
O Kaaba of knowledge in the realm of Islam!
Do not let the tempest of falsehood alarm you.
Though your people have turned against you,
They have gathered to undo your sacred crew.
Such has been the fate of those who besiege,
The Sacred House, returning like whispers of fatigue.
God sent birds to flounder and surround,
Hurling stones as the army was astound.
For faith and the sacred abode, there’s a guiding hand,
Defying red garments and dark native lands.
Poem: Praise Be to God for Islam
- As conveyed by Abu Bakr Al-Siddiq:
Praise be to God for Islam,
For His blessings are the highest of gifts.
He has granted us a dwelling in the sacred land,
And distinguished us through Ahmad, the chosen band.
He brought forth significant scriptures for our guide,
From the All-Knowing, whose wisdom we abide.
In these texts, He clarifies what is lawful and forbidden,
For humanity’s solace, through His words unhidden.
The directive for prayer and fasting is plain,
And obligations to kin, through joy or pain.
For a people lost in arrogance and strife,
Their creed revolves around idols and their life.
They have witnessed the absurdity of dreams,
Believing they walk on the righteous streams.
For there is no foundation without God’s decree,
And those who seek elsewhere will never be free.
Whoever aims at anything without His command,
Will face the flames—a bitter reprimand.
How many have mourned for the master of creation,
With weapons drawn in utter defamation?
Fierce on the day of battle, bold in stance,
Defending his faith, engaging in a dance.
Openly opposed, with no shame in their heart,
To Al-Lat and Al-Uzza, they played their part.
Until they gathered like pearls in a line,
They were struck down by the mighty lion.
By the son of Abu Talib, a fierce soul,
The swift sword who maintained his control.
So gather in anguish when the pressure mounts,
And stand firm against the greatest of doubts.
The fear of division now grows ever near,
Producing strife and igniting the fear.
May the blessings of God be upon the chosen one,
And grant peace and solace till the day is done.
As I conclude this discourse, I declare,
Glory be to my Lord, in faith and in prayer.