Holistic Poetry

We follow in the shadows of generations before us.

The Struggle of Man

A crime committed much in the world today
Is to be bereft of bliss after moments of play

Hearts grow hardened to habitual routine
Soften each beat to remember the One unseen

Appetites overcome the ranks highest in nations
Remind its true role with balanced deprivation

Minds grow numb entwined in webs of social design
Untangle each thread by living pages from the divine

Tongues in disarray taste defamation as norm
Sift each letter with speech of righteous form

Lives that lose meaning between start and end
Are souls still precious enough to be His friend

Seek The Truth

If you are drawn to power, turn to the One that owns the Last Hour
If you are blinded by fame, even those in disbelief still know His name
If you are attracted to wealth, He enriches the soul that gives of himself
If you are charmed by obscenity, fall to Him to receive an eternal remedy
If you are searching for the truth, seek those that live to find His proof

A Learned Soul

A learned soul teaches the ego that desires its company. When you decide not to invest in its education, the ego decides it has learned enough.

A Ramadan Farewell

Saddened is the soul whose companion must take leave,
Finding comfort with only thirty memories to believe
Serene becomes the heart linked to the unseen,
Yearly visits from a friend sanctifying one’s deen

Mend Hearts

Death is as real as the life you live. Before it breaks hearts forever live now to mend them together.

In Between Ramadan and Eid

With the end of Ramadan comes a bittersweet moment when tasted in the company of a patchwork of communities stitched together to celebrate Eid. Each contemplation piece I have posted is a reminder of the valuable lessons that I have come to know during this blessed month. Each iftar that has led to the day of Eid served not just food or drink to break the fast but provided an opportunity to call a stranger a friend, to meet friends as brothers and sisters, and to recognize the One that made it all possible. Prophet Muhammad ﷺ said,

“Be in this life as if you were a stranger or traveler on a path. If you reach the evening then do not expect to reach the morning, and if you reach the morning then do not expect to reach the evening. Take from your health before your sickness and from your life before your death” (Sahih Bukhari).

Since the day I chose to journey outside the comfort of my home to places around the world to make real the vision of my career, I have been gifted by God with the company of those that remind me of Him. In every Ramadan since my university days, these new additions to my extended family became apart of blessings that I couldn’t help but keep count of in both mind and heart.  They were the phone calls before dawn to make sure I started my fast on time. They were the shoulder to lean on when nights grew heavy on the mind. They were the hugs that embraced the best our worlds had to offer. They were the controllable laughter at the face of what was uncontrollable. They were the lending hand that served more than the kindness in every shared cup of tea. They were and still are the mirror to moments of strength and weakness that span as long as their example serves. Whether they reside in my past, present, or future, know that they will always reside in my duas. May we meet again at a time and place much better than we part ways, insha’Allah. Eid Mubarak :-)

30 Days of Ramadan

Originally posted on Holistic Poetry:

Within 30 days, we starve to purify our state
During 30 days, we break to eat many dates
For 30 days, we pray together on sacred rugs
After 30 days, we embrace strangers with 3 hugs
In these 30 days, we choose what God picks
30 days later, we greet all with “Eid Mubarik!”

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Once upon a time ago
Call me, maybe 5 years old
I just wasn’t that cool
So I figured I’d just go to school

Sitting in my little chair,
Feet dancing in the air
Staring at the teacher there
Sharing views without a care

“Okay class, attention please
Today, we speak of honesty
When you hear it honestly
Applaud that choice unconsciously!”

“Teacher, teacher, I got a question
I’m not really sure what you’re testing
Something’s missing in this lesson
There’s a deeper issue present”

“Why elevate those that speak honestly?
Why clap our hands to a standard that we all should truly be?
If the truth decided to work from 9-5
Then everything between would be moments we live lies”

Jaws dropped, the teacher stopped, he didn’t know how to respond
He decided not to hear me out and pushed to move on
My hands were still raised, and I wasn’t trying to be satirical
But I just pointed to the door and sent him to the principles of

Truth, Compassion,
Forgiveness, Never rationed
Words not heard but
Principles you cash in

Truth, Compassion,
Forgiveness, Never rationed
Words not heard but
Ideals forever lasting

After a decade or two
I fell in love with the world, I called her “my boo”
Any wrong she’d ever do
Man, I just thought it was too damn cute

From sunny days to starry nights
Highs and lows, yeah we still fight
But in the end, she’s always right
Until she gave me some insight

“We are not forever
And we are not together
Without me, you will never
Live a life any better”

My heart broken, air chokin’
Couldn’t believe the words spoken
But I didn’t budge and I hold no grudge
I just chose to share these words of love

“20 something years passed
Who needs swag if I’m in class
Graded by the One that lasts
Earning gold stars on His path”

“Moving past the past days
Treat each day like it’s my last day
And if you think it sounds cray
They said the same when Prophets pray”

My tears dried, the world cried, I chose to live this life of mine
If I never heard the truth how could I speak of the Divine?
I forgave her harsh words, no matter how critical
So I embraced the world into my arms so she could see the principles of

Truth, Compassion,
Forgiveness, Never rationed
Words not heard but
Principles you cash in

Truth, Compassion,
Forgiveness, Never rationed
Words not heard but
Ideals forever lasting

They say that money is time
So I guess I lived more than a pair of dimes
Shifting my paradigm
Young in body, Muslim mind

This faith of mine is not a crime
Sometimes misused at times
When you read it line by line by line
You end up seeing signs, principles to the nines, like

“Don’t just live to die
But die to live beside
Principles by your side
You’ll never need to run and hide”

From those guys that fantasize with many lies
Trying to grab that easy prize
Truly weak inside
Not knowing principles like

Truth, Compassion,
Forgiveness, Never rationed
Words not heard but
Principles you cash in

Truth, Compassion,
Forgiveness, Never rationed
Words not heard but
Ideals forever lasting

Day 19 – True Strength

It’s at its weakest can strength be at its greatest. This has been the overarching theme in the days since my last contemplation piece during this blessed month of Ramadan. Through the countless iftars hosted by my fellow brothers and sisters in this small Muslim community while floating on a tiny island in the Caribbean, I have been again reminded of what true strength really means. With nothing more than a desire to live out the best in the remaining days left, we have come together as one people embodying what this month had intended from its beginning. Race or nationality became an exterior shell easily removed to reveal the richness in faith that bound us together under one ummah (community). As I appreciate and live this blessing within the confinements of my small world, how could I not partake such lessons in worlds beyond my shores? As an ummah, we choose to struggle with physical restriction to attempt to understand the path of those not blessed to have such a choice. We may not reach a complete state of empathy, but we strive to be on the path towards it during this month. Prophet Muhammad ﷺ said, “When Allah loves a servant, He tests him” (Tirmidhi). Prophet Jesus (peace be upon him) said, You will never obtain what you desire except through patience with what you despise” (Al-Ghazaali). Prophet Moses (peace be upon him) said, “Truly my Lord is with me, He will guide me” (Qur’an 26:62). It’s through the divine collaboration of these prophets of God that the poor, the hungry, the sick, the orphan, and the oppressed become living role models and not dying statistics. No matter who they are, where they live, or what creed they follow the only distinction worthy of notice is their place in what’s right above that which is wrong. They are in my prayers not just in words but within the lessons learned in this blessed month. They embody true strength. I pray that I can understand even a sliver of it, insha’Allah.

Day 13 – Unconditional Maturity

When we fail to address that which takes peace from the mind, it can seep into other areas of life it was never intended to reach. Nonetheless, living out obligations as a desire and not just an expectation becomes the struggle irregardless of the condition that fulfills them. As I headed to lead Friday prayer, this circumstance cemented the pillar that challenged my maturity. Looking to my own childhood, it’s one of many aspects of adulthood my youth mistakenly saw as the intrinsic nature of my parents. With a limited scope of experience, our youth sees the conscious choices of our caregivers as unconscious and expected. To live a task to its end with only its end in sight requires tunnel vision, a deliberate choice of amnesia, and the focus of a trauma surgeon. With every blessed month of Ramadan, I am grateful to be more aware of the source of these giving qualities of my parents. In the Qur’an God speaks to

“Be kind to your parents. If one of them or both of them attain old age in your life, say not to them a word of disrespect, nor shout at them but address them in terms of honor” (Qur’an 17:23).

I can find no better way to honor them then to live out the best in their example, insha’Allah.


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