Misbah loves music and, enjoy listening songs. She loves to listen all kind of tracks but Sufi and Pop music are the ones she likes most.
This is the final place where we all have to go and all the differences will disappear. All in a same row, no castes, no creeds, no religion, all under the same
Man made of clay
Man, made of dust, has come to understand himself as God in the world. He forgot that one day he would return to his Lord. Every servant wants to rule. Everyone wants to be above. Does goodness to show people. But the heart keeps the wine. Everyone wants themselves to be worshipped by others.Forget their God. Man made of clay. One day, will be found under the soil.
Come, let's promise ourselves that we will write good stories about ourselves so that the upcoming generations feel proud of their ancestors. Praised are the ones who are praised by others, and the one who praises himself later in life feels guilty about himself, and the world also never remembers them in good words.
Some special words I would like to share were written by me are:
"If you want to live, Live in the golden books of other people, let your name stay alive even when you leave the world. Let your light enlighten the world."
Man Out of Soil
Man, made of dust,
Has come to understand himself,
As God in the world.
He forgot that one day he would return to his Lord.
Every servant here wants to rule.
Everyone wants to be above others.
Does goodness to show off other people.
But the hearts are not clean.
Not pure, to be loved,
Everyone wants himself to be worshiped.
Accept himself and, Forget God.
A Man made of clay,
One day you will be found back in the soil.
NOTE: Turn on the captions to see the subtitles in English.
manatita44 from london on January 22, 2021:
Beautiful! The video is alive, energetic and full of Light! Seeing you moving in this direction, makes me so proud of you! Of course, It is Allah that I'll point you to. Nimita matram Bhava, savvyasachin. (I am a mere instrument of Allah!)
Saying that man is mere clay, in context, serves its purpose well. Of course, we are souls though, and yes, we are immortal. Back to your poem. You have expressed your words well and the insight herein are wisdom-filled and sublime.
The words in the video reminds me of God-intoxicated souls of which the weaver Kabir and sometimes Guru Nanak, used that style very much to assist us on our journey. Alas! Not many of their videos are in English, but there's an abundance of my favourite Rumi and an increasing number of Hafiz. Jazak Allahu Khairan
Note: - Sukhran, Misbah from Planet Earth. Would be nice to meet you when things settle. If you would like to sit in a Puja tomorrow, then let me know. It is from 11-13:00 UK time and I will be reading spiritual Sonnets. There's music as well. At 6 - 8p.m I will do our own Centre's Sadhana and at 9.p.m I will do Gestalt poetry Open Mic in which you are free to do your own poetry.
All in the comfort of Zoom in your own home. on Sunday, at 3.p.m, I will join Shruthi for more poetry and again you are free to come. Remember so much can be achieved via Zoom these days!
Misbah (author) from The Planet Earth on January 22, 2021:
Thank you so much Rosina.
I am very glad that you liked it.
I chose a different style this time than my usual style. So was just wondering if someone will really appreciate me for this.
I am glad you made my day
God bless you sis
Rosina S Khan on January 22, 2021:
This is another good article carrying an important message. I really appreciate it. Thanks for the share, Misbah.