8280 Days

In the light of the night

Rise and fight!

The army that is not in sight

but blinds you from true light

binding you to an awful plight!

Cut with the sword of salutation

upon perfection

The owner of benediction

The mercy of all mercies

The sky of a most illuminant light

The crown of creation

The antidote of damnation

The possessor of praise

Who did the veils of falsehood raise!

The trumpet on Truth’s lips

The author of virtue

The sculptor of humility

The fragrance of all messengers

That blossomed in Time’s infinite garden

The splendour of God!

The slave that gave

Every split moment of his existence

To his Master unto

his noble grave

And Beyond it too he’s still a slave

And what a blessed

path to God hath he paved

For those who desire to be saved

With God’s pleasure on every step engraved

A path that sealed all others

This scented seal must be celebrated!

In beautiful garments of ecstasy

And couplets of supremacy to his Excellency

 Lame is that tongue that refrains

 that ear that has not heard it knows no melody

 that eye that hath not seen it has not seen day light

 And that heart that denies it hath tied a knot with Tragedy

The soul that perishes in his praise

Will in the majestic countenance of its beloved be raised

And from the belly of the spitting fire saved

Where agony and pain is multiplied and replayed

They will be lifted (Those that praise him)

To a lofty height that Al Furqaan hath eloquently explained

A marvellous abode

The rightful retreat of every righteous soul

Where every pleasure and leisure is whole

Celebrate and praise!

He that delivered

the complete Message in 8280 days

Enduring brutal torment and unbearable disgrace

Making servitude to God his only place!

The one unshaken by falsehood’s quake

Revealing truth in every space

until injustice vanished without a trace

He who brought light upon the world’s face

Till ignorance hath had its taste

of a tantalizing truth that will never fade

A Mercy that ices the flames of that bewildering blaze

And here sits a helpless face

Hypnotized by the gimmicks that

My unruled self embrace

To your example a complete disgrace

Of your ways in me I found no trace

My love for you in my heart is somehow misplaced

Yet I yearn to see your blessed face

I never conceal my fondness of you

And at times I pause and ponder over you

Be it little or insignificant

Be you near or be you distant

I know that every seed must some day germinate

I pray that this one grows soon rather than late

Here sits a useless form

Towards your reflection it knows no haste

It flings every millionth of every moment to waste

It has given fool’s gold the chase

And yet I yearn to embrace

you and see your radiant face

My desire to follow your every step

To know you at loves greatest depth

To praise you profusely in the rhyme of poetry

In the charismatic chaos of its melody

And in the calmness of its humming harmony

And at the pinnacle of my longing

I come to know that all my yearning

Can not reflect what is in my heart for you

But if this is all I am able to do

Then this pauper presents to you

An insignificant gift to you

For only your Master to whom you are true

Can praise you in a manner most fitting to you

So may God Bless you and Praise you

In Blessings and Praises that are most fitting to you

And so I look

At he who took

Your smile

A smile worthwhile

And so I look

At he who took

Your meditative gaze

Your gentle eyes

And so I look

At he who took

Your tender ways

What beautiful ways

And so I look

At he who took

Your soft walk

What a wonderful walk

And so I look

At he who took

Your speech

What comforting speech

And so I look

At this Arrow of light

From your bow of truth

Whose tapering tip hit your mark

As he rejuvenated your teachings

with a glowing spark

And so I look

At your sword

An edge of knowledge

That petrified ignorance

And so I look

At a soul that shook

A napping global village

By sound ways of The Greatest Book

A heart of generosity

An unmatched reviver

An image of the receiver

An exceptional leader

A complete teacher

That taught tolerance not terror

That spread peace not war

The Guide to Guidance

The Caller to repentance

The Sultan of God’s Remembrance

Imam Hassan Cisse, overflowing with Brilliance

and remarkable radiance

May he be lifted

To a most honourable station

May he remain a vivid image in History’s contemplation

May his way become the flame

Of every disciples determination

May we inherit his manner of meditation

May his footsteps become ours

Till the promised hour

Though hearts are sour

And saturated with sorrow

At separation from Islam’s Flower

Whose fragrance all will know at the nearing hour

Islam’s over shadowing tower

Whose height all will know at the final hour

Soul’s that follow

Have not forgotten the hour

When deeds will be accounted

Where the lovers will be with the beloved!

O God Bless our Master MUHAMMED

The opener of what was closed

And who is the seal of what has gone before

He who makes the Truth Victorious by the Truth

The guide to Thy straight path

And Bless his household as is due

Immense is his position and grandeur.                               

 “My choice of Muhammad to lead the list of the world’s most influential persons may surprise some readers and may be

   questioned by others, but he was the only man in history who was supremely successful on both the secular and religious   levels. It is probable that the relative influence of Muhammad on Islam has been larger than the combined influence of Jesus Christ and St. Paul on Christianity . . . It is this unparalleled combination of secular and religious influence which I feel entitles Muhammad to be considered the most influential single figure in human history.”Michael Hart in ‘The 100, A Ranking of the Most Influential  Persons in History,’ New York, 1978.  (source: http://www.cyberistan.org).