Her eyes writhed in excruciating pain
as she turned her face away from him
She, the hapless mother, whose only fault was her genteel motherhood
He, the marble-hearted child, overtaken by the demon of ingratitude
How could he walk away from her, surrounded by men dressed in blue?
And that too, for a crime from which she had deterred him through?
How could the little hands that she had held to help them cross the road,
Were held in handcuffs now when she needed them the most?
How could her son persist in evil so strong?
When she had clearly showed him right from wrong
Tears welled up in her eyes and she cried aloud:
“O God, such is the nature of thy affairs?
Such is thy countenance; such is thy air?
To make wombs so fruitful yet so sterile
To fill one soul with irrational love and the other with complete revile?”
As tears ran down to kiss her cheeks,
That is when God decided to speak:
“O mother! Thou consider thyself destitute?
Lo and Behold what this world constitutes
All these mortals basking in the sunlight of their lives
All these heedless dancing to the tunes of their drives
All these clueless, for mirages do they strive!
All these Earthlings, if only were they wise
All these are none but creations of my voice!
Oh, how so I wish, did they follow my choice
Ye know how it feels to have one thankless child
But do ye know how it feels to have countless such plights?
I may feign that I do not care…
But it hurts me deeply to watch them in this snare
I, too, forewarned them against blazing in the hell
But little do they know, ’T is time for the bell
But little do they know, ’T is time for the bell.”
On hearing this account from her Creator
The grief of the mother was of no measure
She pushed her tears away from her eyes
And knew exactly what she had to do before she dies!
Bump bumpity bump bump.
This is, far and away, my favorite post on Hidaya. It is pertinent to my post and I just wanted the freshman to get to read some of the best stuff on Hidaya. So go ahead people, bump up those posts on Hidaya you think deserve best.on September 20, 2004 11:27 PM
Jazakallah khair Br.Faisal. This indeed came out to be a good poem but unfortunately cannot come up with more like those :( But Inshallah, Allah (swt) will revitalize my poetry spirit. heheon September 21, 2004 6:56 PM