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January 28, 2005
Sit With Me

by Justoju

I pace
Stomach growling
Passions howling
Demanding satiation
Zuhdís emaciation
Eating my own sighs
Feeding others my lies
Hearing my soul fry
And whetting my lips
Wanting the whole pie
Forget the piece!
My whispers never cease
Donít buy, just lease!
Here! Hold the keys!
How does your hand feel?
This is what is real
These sensory meals
Taqwa is just the peel
That covers this reality
Your allowed to cop a feel
No need to commit
Just taste and spit!
Donít worry, its all legit!
Donít think too much
You are already tired
Who cares about getting hired
When you can just shoplift
The stuff that gets you wired?
Relax, I am no liar
I am here to take you higher
Than the notes of a churchís choir
Ever could
Just come and sit with me on the pyre
Enjoy the wood
As it toasts in the cozy fire
The flames can be mesmerizers
Erotic dancers
Delicious cancers
That eat away at your heart
And that you eat with Desire
Your true friend
Like me!
Together we will set you free
From all this puritanical guilt crap
That must be hidden under the map
Of what you know to be your feelings
So that we can have more dealings
That will send your nafs reeling
Cuz pleasure doesnít have a ceiling
Only a floor
Bedecked with wanton whores
Of the Ďsensoryí
And I am your door
To this room of duniya lies
The first taste is free
And then youíll need more
Thatís what youíre here for!
Just give it a try
Only gullible losers are shy
Cuz there is no final Hour
No one can see Judgementís towers
Or all those make-believe powers
That they say He has
The only thing real is this room
You are living in a vacuum
Donít worry about the floor falling
Its never gonna happen to you
I am always here in you
You donít need to be afraid
I wont ever leave you alone
I am that unacknowledged drone
That static that you hear
Whenever you have a creation fear
That whispy windy sound that dries those tears
That you struggle to emit for Him
And just for Him
I am there picking you up
After you have fallen on the musallah
Degrading your self for Allah!!!
You are too magnificent to be prostrating
Like me.
But donít worry
I always get you to hurry
I am here to pick you up when youíve fallen
And get you on your feet so you wont be trodden
By the realization of your deeds
Myself-forbid, you take heed
Of His lies of Forgiveness
So let me take the lead
Your dignity Iíll mend
I am your true friend
Always there, ready to lend
My personal pyre for you to sit upon
To rest your weary mind
And leave the guilt baggage behind
Until you meet my end

Because I am your truest friend.


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trubee said

sounds like a rap. Could make a nice rap beat.

on January 28, 2005 10:44 AM
Bint Abdul Khaliq said

as Salaamu Alaikum

Excellent poem MashAllah...

Was Salaam

on January 28, 2005 12:21 PM
Justoju said

I would love to hear it rapped out.

on January 28, 2005 1:21 PM
Justoju said

For the record: I, Justoju, am not Iblis.

on January 28, 2005 7:26 PM
gillette said

i'll rap it out when i find a mic.

on January 31, 2005 6:30 PM
gillette said

woops, deleted the comments on justoju's personal life. my hands must have slipped

on January 31, 2005 7:15 PM
Justoju said

You are trying to trick me. Your hands didnt slip. You are just trying to trick this gullible sister and the hidaya readers.

on January 31, 2005 7:18 PM
Justoju said

If you hadnt deleted them I would have had like 13 comments for this poem! Now I dont have as many.

on January 31, 2005 7:29 PM
jannah said

such censorship!

will this be deleted too

i guess i could always call you j..

what a concept

on January 31, 2005 10:38 PM
Justoju said

nah. Just post here so that I can get more comments.

on January 31, 2005 11:37 PM
Mohammed Irfan Shariff said


adre 3000

"so fresh and so clean"

on February 6, 2005 11:00 PM
Justoju said

Wow. I have Outkast approval.

I have lived.

on February 7, 2005 12:29 AM
Justoju said

I am kidding of course. The real compliment is knowing that someone who likes to put rhymes together, like br. Irfan, actually approves.

on February 7, 2005 12:35 AM
Donald Duck said

Assalamualaikum Wa Rahmatullah
Mash Allah,
very good poem in deed. May Allah open the hearts of men who try in His Path. Just want to reach to the brothers and sisters out there: dont sit with so called friends who are openly proclaiming and accepting acts of sins. Follow your fitnah s guys and be kind and tender hearted to your fellow brothers and sisters in Islam... even if you might not like some of their characteristics.
JazakAllah

on February 7, 2005 7:19 PM
Abdullaah said

Since you made a big joke out of truebee calling this a rap. I should inform you FYI that I was true bee. LOL!

on February 11, 2005 11:52 PM
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