An English Poem: Servitude

 

In the silent night, beneath the sky so wide,

Whispers of His mercy, where shadows softly glide.

Every star a promise, every breeze a prayer,

In the hand of Allah, we find our solace there.

Mountains tall and steadfast, oceans deep and grand,

Reflect His boundless power, crafted by His hand.

Each heartbeat a reminder, each breath a gift so rare,

In the hand of Allah, we feel His loving care.

Through trials and through triumphs, through joy and through strife,

He guides our faltering footsteps, through the dance of life.

No sorrow is too heavy, no burden too great to bear,

In the hand of Allah, we find His tender care.

When storms of life are raging, when hope seems far away,

His light will lead us onward, His truth will show the way.

In every tear that falls, in every whispered prayer,

In the hand of Allah, we are always in His care.

With faith as our companion, with trust that never sways,

We'll walk the path He's laid for us, through all our nights and days.

For in His hand, we’re cherished, no fear can linger there,

In the hand of Allah, we find His endless care.

In the heart where faith does dwell,

A light shines bright, a peaceful spell.

Through Allah's grace, joy does bloom,

Chasing away all thoughts of gloom.

In every prayer, a tranquil rest,

In Allah's love, we feel so blessed.

Through life's trials, big and small,

His guidance leads us through it all.

With gratitude, our hearts we fill,

Allah's mercy, ever still.

In His wisdom, we trust and see,

A world of endless harmony.

His presence is a comforting balm,

A soothing peace, a holy calm.

So let our spirits always rise,

In praise of Allah, the Most Wise.

With faith, our souls are ever free,

Happy in His divine decree.

Remember Allah in any condition, and Allah will remember you 

In moments of joy and times of despair,

Remember Allah, always aware.

In laughter and tears, in hope or in dread,

Call on His name, be mindful and led.

In the morning's light, in the darkest night,

Remember Allah, a guiding light.

In every heartbeat, in each breath you take,

His love surrounds, never to forsake.

When you're in sorrow, lost or in pain,

Turn to Allah, His mercy like rain.

In trials and blessings, in all that you do,

Remember Allah, He remembers you.

In whispers of leaves, in the ocean's roar,

His presence felt on every shore.

In silence or noise, in peace or strife,

Allah remembers you throughout your life.

So in every condition, be it high or low,

Let the remembrance of Allah in your heart grow.

For when you remember Him, pure and true,

Allah, the Merciful, remembers you.

A poem about allah put you in the right way, althought you thought its wrong

In the quiet of my heart, I doubted the path,

Wandering in shadows, avoiding His wrath.

Choices seemed tangled, right turned to wrong,

Yet His guidance was steadfast, all along.

Through valleys of confusion, I stumbled and fell,

Questioning the silence, where answers would dwell.

But Allah, in wisdom, led me astray,

From the paths I sought, to His chosen way.

In moments of sorrow, when hope seemed lost,

He whispered His wisdom, no matter the cost.

For every misstep, a lesson was sown,

In the garden of faith, where true strength is grown.

What seemed like a trial, a road without end,

Was a journey of love, from my closest friend.

Allah, in mercy, showed me the light,

Turning my wrongs into moments so bright.

Now, looking back, with heart full of grace,

I see His design in each twist I embrace.

Though the path was uncertain, His wisdom was strong,

Guiding me rightly, though I thought it wrong.

In every dawn, in every night,

Through joy, through sorrow, through delight,

Allah sends the trials along,

To make you steadfast, brave, and strong.

When the storm clouds gather high,

And tears of rain do fill the sky,

Remember, it's His loving test,

To bring out strength within your chest.

In times of ease, in times of pain,

There's wisdom in what we sustain,

For Allah's wisdom, vast and deep,

Is in each challenge that we keep.

So trust in Him, both near and far,

For every wound becomes a scar,

And every scar, a badge to show,

The strength in you, He helps to grow