Devout and visibly God-fearing Muslims get ready for prayers
As the call for "Come to success" blares from mosque-speakers
All night long my whole being longed for communion with my God
My heart beating in love and my system weeping a flood of blood-filled tears
Is ritualistic prayer all that matters to You, tell me O Almighty Allah
Is any act without total intention really acceptable in Your Sight?
I have given my life and where-withal for the sake of Your limitless love
And for Your last Messenger, peace be upon him, have pledged my all
I seek, just like Prophet Moses did, peace be upon him too
To see the majesty of Your Being each day and night even I rue
So please look inside the real me O Lord God of all worlds
Mere and mechanical rituals mean naught to me or to You too...
I am all Yours, O my most loving and caring Almighty Allah
So, please include me among Thy true, faithful servants and lovers, O my Al-Wadood*
I just cannot go and pretend in front of the world like the others do, I can't O my All-Knowing Lord
But You, as I am aware, also know that very few love You like I do.
You have given me everything in terms of blessings, favours and honours
And the best of Your blessings upon me is a woman whose love I treasure
Nobody, thanks to You, is better than me in the poetic verses, You inspire in me
As revelations quivering in my heart and making it soar higher and higher
In my literary endeavours and in the tasks You choose for me to do
O my Most Glorious Allah, I remain distinct too
So, forever grateful to You I am and know that all praise belongs to but You.
So, I say yet again, O my all-aware and ever protecting Al-Wali of mine
That I belong to You first and foremost and forever shall be Thine.
I accept that I do not observe rituals like robots and programmed machines
But humbly I point out, what You Yourself know, my love for You is greatest and sublime.
O, my Lord God Allah, nobody can work against Your Will and thrive
The Bible, The Glorious Qur'an and all true scriptures: they too do not lie:
When in each and all of them You have stressed on the heart, mind and soul
Being in total consonance with the rituals so that worship becomes truly whole
Of what we utter and what we do when kneeling and bowing our heads
In front of none but You, but tell do me, O dear God,
Isn't worship sans essence, like a being that is "dead"?
So, O my Ar-Raheem, let me not be among the ritualistic mechanical worshipers
Who rush to calls and bells when the calls and sounds clutter
But, this O my Rabbil Aalameen, I beg to Thee
Count me among those who live and die for You only.
(Written and posted by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed/Emmenay on Feb 9, 2011)