FW: Until I see you *New poem*

[salman javed]

 

 

Wasalam,

 

Salman Javed,

 
 

 
> Date: Mon, 30 May 2011 10:35:31 -0400
> To: s_ja...@hotmail.com
> From: ammara...@gmail.com
> Subject: Until I see you *New poem*
>
> Assalaamu Alaykum,
>
> So I've never been a fan of poetry that didn't rhyme. It never made sense to me. But I recently came across some amazing free verse, so I acknowledge that I've been mistaken, and wanted to give it a try. Alhamdullilah, this past Friday while on the subway to the Friday prayer, I pulled out my laptop and this poem just flowed right out. Hope you enjoy.
>
> Until I see you...
> By Ammar AlShukry
>
> You’re the best person I’ve ever known, the best friend I’ve never met
> Your sincerity to me is blinding enough to completely canvas the world around me
> with drapes that read, respect, honor, focus, protect..
> and leaving a window so that I can zoom in on the important things,
> and yet those are the things that I forget, or neglect,
> …I will do better.
>
> Your Ummah is fine, not because of me or mine, or wounds that heal with time,
> those who’d die for a dollar sign, but because of promises divine,
> and so when we feel that we’re at our worst,
> and our sadness would cause our hearts to burst,
> it feels like there are times,
> when there are angels within our lines.
> Or maybe hovering over squares,
> with chants of freedom in the air,
> And though tyrants step on our necks
> We smile…for history has always been on our side..
> Yours is an Ummah that simply doesn’t die..
>
> I’m sorry for my weakness.
> For every time I’ve been ashamed of your name, and asked someone to call me Mo,
> For not knowing enough about you to defend you when they drew cartoons, or accused you with
> the most heinous of accusations..
> For not getting over my distaste of reading and waiting for hollywood to put you on the big
> screen so I can know about you.
> As if Steven Spielberg, Mel Gibson, and Johnny Depp could somehow recreate the twinkle in
> your eye,or a beautiful bead of sweat as it scaffolds on your forehead, frantically fighting
> gravity not wanting to fall off your body.
>
> I keep thinking of seeing you, and wonder if you would smile at me…
> the thought gives me goosebumps..
>
> You told me to meet you at the pool, so on that day, I hope and pray
> that I can see you through the crowd,
> that no angels barricade me as I sprint at break neck speed,
> I hope you recognize it’s me.
> I will crowd the companions to get access to your vision.
> I will obey my thirst and quench it from your hand, so until that day I will pray…
> I will stand and I will pray,
> as if my feet are holding the earth from splitting.
>
> If I make it, I cry at the thought of seeing you.
> For I know the words that I used to read out of all too thin pages,
> will do no justice, to your face, your scent, your touch, your voice.
> My Messenger of Allah has always existed between the curves and dots of the
> Arabic alphabet, So Muhammad ibn Abdillah in 3D and whatever other dimensions the hereafter
> brings with it, will be an overboard of senses.
> I will fall in love with your shadow,
> and will tell Ali that his description did not do justice,
> and tell my mother Aisha, that we heard her story of how you passed away between her chin and
> her chest,
> over and over and over again,
> and it made us cry every single time.
> For there was no disaster that we suffered more
> than what we suffered before our souls merged with flesh,
> of entering an Earth that was without you,
> Does the sky even recognize us anymore..
> And I will sit in the shade of your smile,
> and ask you your story directly from your mouth,
> as we sip from Salsabil, ice cold,
> and would be deeply embarrassed if you asked me for mine,
> Cuz I never did anything right, other than loving you
> and then..if you let me, I would love..
> for a hug.
>
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