Repentance Poem

Repentance Poem 2017-08-02T14:28:58+00:00

Repentance Poem

Fast cars, games and music and all frivolous delights
Movies and drugs, and partying through the nights
Slave to his desires, was this youth who had lost sight
That the time granted to him, was only to set things aright

Alternation of the seasons, brought him no change
No kneeling, no prostrations, no tears nor amends
No care for his family, no charity for the poor
Not once did he find himself enter the Masjid door

Then a day had arrived that he never contemplated
The one to be his last, whilst he lay intoxicated
With a jolt he became alert and was now wide awake
Realising now that repentance was only just too late!

So the stupor of death struck, as his life approached its end
Frantically he wondered how he could make all amends
Alas, that ship has sailed, as his soul exits sinew and nerve
Like wool pulled out of thorns, not an inch could he preserve

The heavens do not want him, neither the grave that he is plunged in
Nor can he answer the questions of the angels present therein
Thus, narrow and constricted, remains his pitch black abode
In pain and torments he tarries till the end of the road

Now Judgement Day has come, as if intoxicated though he is not
Walking upon his face he assembles whilst scorched and hot
Begging for return, he wants to ransom the world
To escape the destined inferno from whence is no return

On the edge of the fire, he remembers his days
What he would do for a chance to have mended his ways
To have prayed a sincere prayer and wept over his sins
To have thanked His Creator from his soul deep within

To have taken a path in the footsteps of the Messenger
Muhammad peace be upon him, the beloved slave of Allah
To have learnt the language of the residents of Jannah
What he would not do, in order to therein now enter

Regret beyond belief, is his state on this Day
Would that he had taken with the Messenger a way
Alas, his fate has sealed him as he begins his grievous descent
Into an abyss of doom and misery with no hope of future ascent

So be not like him fellow brethren, when a chance yet remains
Turn now, repent, and worship, and make all future amends
Let not the time come when you are jolted alert and awake
That you find yourself to be only just too late!

As-Suffa Student