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THE POEM ABOUT WAHSHI IBN HARB

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The Poem About Wahshi Ibn Harb

Dursun Ali Erzincanlı – Vahsi poem English Translation

Forgiveness is the glory of greatness.
And Allah is the Greatest.

Inside every man there is a Wahshi who throws a spear at the truth.
Some introduce that Wahshi to the word of Allah
And he lives with the longing of the Prophet of light until he dies.
One of the most painful days of our Efendi(PBUH) who is the
Honour of the universe, was the day of the “Battle of Uhud”.

Along with many of his Sahabah (R.A), his beloved uncle Hazrat Hamza (R.A) was martyred that day.
What an honourable martyr he was!
A martyr whose limbs were cut off and heart was removed.
Our Prophet (PBUH) experienced such pain that day
that whenever he remembers the day of Uhud,
“It was a good day to die that day,” he would say.

The battle of Uhud was over, everyone had returned to their homes.
When the Prophet (PBUH) entered Medina, cries were heard from everywhere.
Everyone was suffering.
When our Prophet (PBUH) came to Hazrat Hamza’s (R.A) house, he began to cry and said:
“Every martyr has someone crying, but my uncle has no one crying”
Sahabah (R.A) who heard the cry of Rasulullah (PBUH) and these words,
stopped crying for their own martyrs and ran to Hazrat Hamza’s (R.A) house.
And they shared the pain of the Rasulullah (PBUH).

Wahshi (R.A) was one of the architects of that day’s pain.
He was a slave when he came to Uhud.
His master told him, if he killed Hamza, he would free him from slavery.
And he would be given all the wealth.
Wahshi put his spear out for freedom and worldly properties.
He threw it, not knowing what it would cost.
The spear offered Hazrat Hamza (R.A) the leadership of the martyrs.
And it offered a regret for Wahshi that will last a lifetime.

After Hazrat Hamza’s (R.A) martyrdom, Wahshi ibn Harb returned to Mecca.
He escaped to Taif after the conquest of Mecca.
But the people of Taif also wanted to convert to Islam.
They were going to Rasulullah (PBUH).

Wahshi thought he had nowhere to escape anymore.
Because wherever he took refuge, Islam followed him.
It was as if Muhammad (PBUH), whose uncle he killed, was following him.

One day Wahshi got the news;
Rasulullah (PBUH) was inviting him to Islam.
This invitation was unexpected, as he had brutally murdered the Prophet’s (PBUH) own uncle, his loyal friend.
For him, it was impossible to be forgiven.
Or did the Prophet make such an invitation because he wanted to take his revenge?
To catch and kill Wahshi?
But the Prophet (PBUH) would never lie.
Wahshi sends a letter to our Efendi in these emotions.
“O Muhammed! How can you invite me to become a Muslim?
Don’t you say that those who deny Allah, those who unjustly kill a soul whom Allah has created,
and those who commit adultery, will be punished for their sins?
On the Day of Judgment, their punishment will be doubled
and they will remain eternally in torment and humiliation?
I did all of these, can someone like me be saved?

After this letter, Allah sent the 70th ayah
of Surah Furqan to our Prophet Efendi(PBUH):
“As for those who repent, believe, and do good deeds,
they are the ones whose evil deeds Allah will change into good deeds.
For Allah is All-Forgiving, Most Merciful.”
Our honourable Efendi writes this ayah as an answer,
without wasting any time, and sends it to Wahshi.

A short time later, another letter comes from Wahshi.
“Allah sends verses to His Prophet for a servant’s hesitations.
He removes the doubts of His servant so that he can find guidance.”
Wahshi says in his letter:
“O Muhammed! Converting and believing,
doing beautiful and good works is a very tough condition.
I don’t think I can handle this job.”
Against this excuse of Wahshi, the 48th ayah
of Surah An-Nisa is sent to our Efendi(PBUH).
“Surely, Allah does not forgive that a partner is ascribed to Him
and He forgives anything what is less than that for whomsoever He wills.”
In these ayahs, Allah is talking to a servant through His Prophet, to His servants.
Our Prophet Efendi also writes this verse that was revealed to him and sends it to him.

Wahshi replies to this news again with another letter.
“O Muhammed! In this letter, forgiveness depends on Allah’s wisdom and will.
He says He will forgive whomever He wishes.
I don’t know if Allah will forgive me or not.”
After these endless hesitations of Wahshi ibn Harb,
Allah mentions about all humanity with the 53rd ayah of Az-Zumar
“O glorious Nabi, say,
“O My servants who have exceeded the limits against their souls!
Do not lose hope in Allah’s mercy, for Allah certainly forgives all sins.
HE is indeed Al-Ghafoor and Al-Raheem.
He is indeed the All-Forgiving Most Merciful.”
This newly received ayah is immediately sent to Wahshi.

When Wahshi reads this ayah that came to him, he becomes happy.
He got the exact answer he asked for.
He immediately converted to Islam and became a Muslim.

Some of the Sahabah (R.A) immediately came to our
Prophet (PBUH) after witnessing these incidents:
“O Rasulallah! We did what Wahshi did.
Does what was promised to the Wahshi also include us?” they ask.
Our honourable Efendi gives the answer that makes us all hopeful and happy.
“These conditions and promises include all Muslims.”
To draw attention to the greatness of the good news
brought by this verse, Our Prophet Efendi (PBUH) said:
“I would not change this verse for the world and anything in the world.”

Yes..
Forgiveness is the glory of greatness and Allah is the Greatest.
Allah, the Greatest, created nights to forgive His servants.
Tonight is the night of Shab-e-barat.
Isn’t it time for the Wahshi in our hearts to repent?
Don’t we have an excuse to raise our hands to the sky and ask for forgiveness?

May Allah keep us on the right way for the sake of this night.
May Allah grant us Imaan which is supported with
knowledge and practice.
May your night be Mubarak.

Recited by: DURSUN ALI ERZINCANLI

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La Tahzen – Dont Be Sad

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La Tahzen! Don’t be sad!

If people have broken your heart, don’t be sad!
Didn’t the Most Merciful say: “I am in the broken hearts”?
Then why are you getting upset O dear one?
If you want to spread light around like the morning, burn your darkest desires which resemble the night
You say “I have problems”. Problems are your carriages that carry you towards Haqq, don’t you know?
Don’t ever think that you are the only one who has problems.
Remember that there are some people who would gladly accept your problems as blessings.
Do not lose your hope. Remember Yusuf (A.S).
Whenever there is a problem, in there is cure.
Whenever there is poverty, blessings go to that place.
Whenever there is a question, the answer is given there.
Wherever the ship lies, there is water nearby.
Get thirsty, so that the water can start spreading from both underground and the earth.
Property and goods of this world are Allah’s smile.
Look at them but don’t get drunk with them.

La Tahzen! Don’t be sad!

The sea doesn’t fit into a river, and the ocean doesn’t fit into the sea.
Those who never fell in love, they wouldn’t understand you, nor me, even if you tried to explain.
If you tell them love is the way to reach Allah, they wouldn’t believe you.
Those who don’t have a tiny bit of sunshine in their hearts, they don’t burn, they can’t burn (with love).
Don’t be upset over a broken foot. Maybe Allah will give you wings instead of the foot He has taken away from you.
Don’t be sad as you are stuck at the bottom of the well.
Yusuf (A.S) got out of the well and became the Sultan of Egypt, don’t forget!
If something you wanted has come true, look for a fortune. But if it hasn’t, look for a thousand times more fortune in it.
The past and the future are for human beings. In reality, there is only one truth. This life is a dream.
Don’t get it wrong O dear one!
In a dream, if your hand is cut off, don’t be afraid, because in reality, your hand is just fine.
If this world is a dream, whatever befalls you is temporary.
Why do you feel so sad then?
When everything goes wrong and when you come to a point where you can’t take it anymore, don’t you ever give up!
Because that point is your crossroad where everything is going to change for good.
You are the book of this universe. Look inside and read yourself O dear one!
The universe’s furthest corner is a little dot inside you, but you are not even aware of it.
Whatever your problem may be, don’t be afraid! as long as your hope is Allah!
While everyone places trust on other things, let your reassurance be Allah!
There is no sin greater than Allah’s great mercy, however you must struggle to not commit sin.

La Tahzen! Don’t be sad!

Whatever your problem might be, perform an ablution (Wudhu), like taking a breath, and lay out a prayer mat in your room,
Sit down and cry out. If you wish, don’t say a word.
HE knows you and your problems better than you, don’t forget.
While praying, raise your hands along with a broken heart.
Because Allah’s mercy and benevolence immediately arrive to the person whose heart is torn.
Someone who hits a carpet with a stick does not aim to beat up the carpet, but to get rid of the dust.
Whilst Allah is cleaning off your dust, why are you getting upset O dear one?

La Tahzen! Don’t be sad!

If something doesn’t go your way, it is either because something better will happen or because that thing really shouldn’t happen.
Look at those flying birds! They don’t plant anything nor do they reap,
So do you think that Allah, Who thinks of even these birds’ livelihood would neglect you?
Allah wouldn’t neglect you, just so you know how to wish.
Troubles and calamities fall like rain.
But only those who are able to walk in them will be recorded in the book of love.
Love is a determined range in the path of trouble.
It doesn’t matter from where caravans of sorrow come,
The one whose concern is love, doesn’t have the concern of his head(whether he will be beheaded or not).

Moulana Jalaalud Deen Rumi – Mesnevi

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Efendi Of Roses

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Take the stars with you
Efendi of Roses
Send news to this lover of yours
The beloved one of the Ummah
Take the stars with you
Efendi of Roses
Send news to this lover of yours
The beloved one of the Ummah
I can be the dust under your feet
I can be the way you walk on
Just ask for it, my beloved one
I can be your slave forever
I can be the dust under your feet
I can be the way you walk on
Just ask for it, my beloved one
I can be your slave forever, my beloved one
Take the lovers with you, Efendi of Roses
Let your lover be hopeful, the beloved one of the Ummah
I can be the dust under your feet
I can be the way you walk on
Just ask for it, my beloved one
I can be your slave forever, my beloved one
Take the stars with you
Efendi of Roses
Send news to this lover of yours
The beloved one of the Ummah
Take the stars with you
Efendi of Roses
Send news to this lover of yours
The beloved one of the Ummah

 

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I Shouldn’t Have Been Like This

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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.

Recited by: DURSUN ALI ERZINCANLI

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