Below are two of my poems written about being a Muslim convert in America:
Who you are with, them you are like
Don’t waste your time with the wrong type
Good deeds carry you like a good steed
Make your book one pleasing to read
He wants to accept your taubah
To reward you with jennah
He wants you to be successful
To be eternally blissful
But the followers of their desires
Lead themselves to the fire
With every roll of the dice
One step from paradise
If only they knew, if only they were accurate
If only they could taste the reward of the akhira
To entertainment I used to be attracted
I used to be ghaflah, constantly distracted
This life is but play, boasting, amusement
And competition in wealth and adornment
Consumerism is what we cherish
Can’t recognize that it all will perish
What you adored you used to bellow
With time, to you it turns yellow
Like dried leaves spread on the earth
What was once gold, now has no worth
School, marriage, old age and death
The life of this world is nothing but a test
A single piece of jennah the length of a bow
I wouldn’t trade for the earth, nothing but a show
All He asks is to pray five times a day
Ten times that, the reward He will pay
One good deed with the right intention
Ten to seven hundred is the compensation
If the truth you choose not to recognize
The day of standing, you’ll be petrified
That day we all wake up in a daze
Some faces dark, some in a haze
Some shine bright, today their accolade
Be mindful, the dunya is just a test
Focus on hassanah, forget the rest
Study, study, study and pray
The one who is guided will never go astray
Wealth and entertainment is all I used to see
The true discrimination is piety and good deeds
Check yourself; don’t backslide, arrogance is ignorance
Lower your gaze, God rewards discipline
Which is worth more?
This life or the next?
Be mindful, the dunya is just a test
Good deeds without sincerity will blow away verily
Gone with the wind, half the mizan is empty
Work hard, play hard, not my style
Work hard, pray hard, that’s in my file
Status, money, friends, and entertainment
Easy to forget the afterlife’s detainment
Violence, racism, and hate on the news feed
The true discrimination is piety and good deeds
Some like to say, “you’re like your father”
Funny how we see things, I call it qadr
Strive hard, your fellow man needs a hand
I need deeds more than a pricey wedding band
Every donation is purchasing hassanah
I need to give more than they need sadaqa
What is the meaning of jihad, they tease
To get as much charity in a day as I can squeeze
Please ask your questions, we won’t be offended
Truth and lies should never be blended
I was looking, searching, where can He be?
Trying to find God was no cup of tea
I thought I knew Islam, I thought it was insidious
I met a real Muslim and the truth became obvious
Halaqa 