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The Miraj



Close your eyes,
And watch the darkness.
It is such a night,
A night in Makkah,
Deep silence,
Even sleep is sleeping.


At the Hatim side of the Kaaba,
Lies someone asleep on his right
The year is the year of sadness,
There is no Abu Talib.
The year is the year of sadness,
There is no Loyal wife Khadijatul Kubra.


At the Hatim side of the Kaaba,
Lies someone asleep on his right.
A heart seeking solace.
A heart beating with sadness.
His heart…


And footsteps..
The stars are shining.
These footsteps coming from the sky,
The stars open the way,
Someone is arriving from the sky.


If Allah were to allow,
The universe would descend to the ground,
Because who lies in the Hatim area..
Is the Sultan of the universe.


If Allah were to allow,
All the worlds would descend to the ground,
But the Order is only for Jibrail,
And only Jibrail descends.


Get up O Rasulullah(Aleyhi Salatu Vesselam)
Angels are waiting you in the sky
Longing for your face that was stoned in Taif,
Longing for your word which was ridiculed,
The angels are waiting you!


Is there no loyalty on earth?
Is your heart looking for someone to comfort you?
Your loved ones are gone, one by one?
Dont be sad, open your eyes
Beyond awaits you


The universe will say your name this night,
The *Buraq will fly for you.
Open your eyes O Habibullah
This night, Allah will name as ”Isra”


O seven layers of sky, open your gates,
And send word to the longing Prophets who are waiting for you,
Say to Hadhrat Adam,
”Salih(a person with good deeds) son is coming”


Tell Isa(Jesus),
You smell him like he is one step away you,
While you take shelter in Allah with your followers,
And you announced good news to humanity,
Ahmed is coming.


Tell Yusuf (Joseph), Idris, Harun,
Tell Musa (Moses),
The one who you admire his qualifications,
And want to be from his ummah,
Brother Salih is coming,


Give good news to Prophet Ibrahim,
The son you pray for is coming.
Open your gates O seven layers of sky,
Muhammed Mustafa is coming.


Jibrail leads the way,
And the Sultan of the Sultans is walking.
What a beautiful walk is this?
What a beautiful manner is this?
Pearl sweat on his blessed forehead,
There is full adab(decency) from head to toe,
With every step he takes


My Sultan…
Did you dream of your Ummah while heaven was shown to you that night?
Did Jibraeel see your tears
As the flames of hell made Salam to you?
Did you say, “My Ummah!”?
You never forget us, we never doubt it
May Allah not make us forget you.


Rasulullah walked,
Jibrail ahead.
A night walk, they walk rising up.
They rise more and go higher.
Then suddenly Jibrail stopped,


”Ya Rasulullah, till here it is with me”
”Why?”, asks our master.
”This is Sidra-i Muntaha,
If I take one step more, i will burn, I will get scorched”.
”How i can walk on Sidre-i Munteha?”, asked Rasulullah (Alaihis Salatu Was Salam).
Jibrail answered;
”With love!”


Walk with love Ya Rasulullah
Walk my Sultan, the road is yours!
The promise is yours on the the valley of love.


The name of conversation is you.
The taste of everything is you.
Walk and send the Salam(greeting) of your tearful Ummah,
So many orphans without you,
Forward your greetings,
The sigh of the end times,
Send it to the Exalted Allahu Zul Jelal.


My Sultan
As you turn back from Miraj,
With divine gifts;
With five daily prayers which is Miraj for us,
With the last two verses of the Surah al-Baqarah,
And with the good news that those who do not fall into shirk can be forgiven.


While you return from Miraj,
We call from Akhir(end) times like Abu Bakr:
”If he said it, then it’s truth”.
”If Rasulullah told it, then it’s truth”.


And an ayah(verse) warms the universe:
“Pure is that Being Who transported His slave by night from Masjidul Haraam to Masjidul Aqsa, the vicinity of which We have blessed, to show him Our Aayaat. Undoubtedly, He is the All Hearing, the All Seeing.” (Surah Bani Israeel, Ayah 1)


*Buraq is a white, winged animal, smaller than a mule and bigger than a donkey. It was used to transport Rasulullah Sallallahu Alaihi wa sallam on his night journey of Miraj to the seven heavens and beyond. (Taken partly from Hadith 429 of Bukhari)

Another Hadith describes the Buraq:

“On the night of Mi’raj, Nabi (sallallahu ‘alayhi wa sallam) was brought an animal with a long back [Sayyiduna stretched out his hands wide to demonstrate this], one stride of it is as far as its vision. So, the two of them [Nabi sallallahu ‘alayhi wa sallam and Jibril] remained upon the back of Al-Buraq until they saw Jannah and Jahannam, and all of what has been prepared for the Hereafter, then they returned back to where they began.”

(Sunan Tirmidhi, Hadith: 3147)



I Shouldn’t Have Been Like This




I shouldn’t have been like this
My neck should have fallen onto my shoulders when I heard your name
A fire should have broken out inside of me
I should have walked on air
Then I should have lost my conscience
I should have said your name when I forgot my own
But no one should have heard this,
I should have kept you until the judgment day
I shouldn’t have been like this
When spring sang its songs to the darkness
I should have run to every knocking door saying ‘it’s you’
Footsteps should have come from afar
I should have always thought it was you
When the night sprinkled its stars into the sky
I should have slept to see you
No matter who the songs are sung for
I should have listened as if they were written for you
My room should have been filled with songs,
When a voice said “I left a beautiful beloved one”,
You should have been the beautiful beloved one
The words ”since I fell for your fire my coal-eyed one”
Must have been said for you.
But no one should have known this,
I should have kept you until the day of judgement.
I shouldn’t have been like this
When the words carry Taif to my ears
Even before the wind of Taif hits my face,
The traces of the stones should have been seen on my face.
When Uhud was mentioned, my teeth must have been in pain.
An afternoon in Haram
When evil eyes turn to you
And when unfaithful hands reach out to you
My heart must have been in pain and I should have been out of breath.
While you were preparing for the beyond,
While the beyond was being dressed and prepared for you,
I should have thought about you in the window you looked at for the last time,
Like the curtain closing for the last time,
My eyes should have been closed.
Then I should have reached forward
Shouting out the name of the One Who blessed us with you,
Saying ”ALLAH”
I should have fallen to the ground.
But no one should have known this.
I should have kept you until the day of judgement.
And on the judgment day…
If only I could watch you from afar.
If only I could approach you
If they blocked me,
And if they asked ‘Who are you, who are you to be so close to him? ‘
If only I could not talk because of tears
If only you turned your eyes to me
‘My heaven is your eyes looking at me.’
And if only you smiled
If only no one saw that,
If only I could keep you forever.



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Your sorrows, O’ friend, set my mind clear,
Mistaken whispers formed this path, I fear, my dear.

Don’t, don’t kick me out, from your door to realms afar,
Merve to Iraq, a journey of misery, O’ shining star.

In dreams, your hair appeared, a sight so grand,
Yet, transformed to a dragon’s form, in distant land.

Upon your hair, hope’s flickering light I bestowed,
And yet, like life itself, with fickleness it flowed,

In haste, he sought fortune without delay,
And yet, this was marked as his final pray.

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