~~*~~ A Man's Trail ~~*~~

[Zuko]

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This poem is soo beautiful, masha'allah...​

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~~*~~ A MAN'S TRAIL ~~*~~​

By: Anonymous​

This is the story of an average human​

From his story there is so much to learn​

"I work through life working day and night​

Let me tell you of my miserable plight​

Before that, let me thank Allah Most Merciful too​

That's why I'm sharing my story with you​

From young I was told I had to be the best​

I must learn to score for my exams and tests​

I studied hard to be the top in class​

So that my friends will respect me with all the fuss​

In my youth days, I was actually insecure​

So much temptations and many are impure​

I prayed sparingly but it didn't help me​

Why couldn't I feel that Allah was watching me?​

I wanted to be the cream of the cake​

I didn't allow myself to make a single mistake​

I wanted more friends and also be praised​

When I didn't get complimented, I felt so dazed​

I began to doubt myself again and again​

Was I not good enough or was I insane?​

I was feeling inadequate for my lack of looks​

Was I too fat, short, or did my smile give the spooks?​

I learnt to dress up in trendy clothes bought from stores​

I wanted people to look at me and say 'wow' in awe​

I wanted to be adored, praised and be popular​

Success to me is to be top scholar​

I wanted to shower myself in fame​

I also hoped to earn a big name​

I studied hard and topped my school high​

I believe that to make friends, success is a tool​

Whenever I was with friends and my date was just beside​

I felt the pressure to display my witty side​

I'm afraid my friends would leave me if I'm not nice enough​

So I bought them gifts and other good stuff​

Branded clothes, car, intelligence and friends indeed​

You may think I have all that I need​

But I'm still unhappy inside and I don't even know why​

Was I not good enough, too ugly or too shy?​

At work, I pleased my boss to show him I was the best​

I treated my colleagues lunch and sacrificed all my rest​

I was afraid that my boss disliked me if I lazed about​

In front of him, I did my best and tried to stand out​

Then I climbed the corporate ladder and be my own boss​

Finally, I was successful but I was still in a loss​

I was cheerful outside but scared inside​

I was not even sure what I'm doing is right​

I looked around to see all my best friends​

I wonder if they still like me if my wealth ends?​

I cannot bear to face rejection or even fail​

If I become poor and old, will my friendships be stale?​

I work hard, but who am I trying to impress?​

The fear of losing my reputation is causing me stress​

I want friends to respect me forever and ever​

I could imagine my friendship to sever​

But alas! My business failed me terribly​

I was down with illness and suffered painfully​

All the people whom I thought were faithful friends​

Left me because my status has no stands​

I'm left alone and wonder whether it is true?​

To make good friends, wealth matters too?​

I looked at the side of my bed and saw the Qur'an​

Guilt enveloped me because the Qur'an I have read none​

Since I was alone and feeling so bored​

I explored the Qur'an to know about Allah the Lord​

True Muslims friends start to befriend me​

It doesn't matter whoever I'll be​

They accept me and love me despite my flaws​

I don't have to make them like me by using force​

I don't have to impress Allah with my witty charm​

I already know Allah loves us and protects us from harm​

With Allah's help, we can attain peace in self​

So let's put doubt back in Satan's shelf​

If there are problems with work and with men​

Please remember that it's part of Allah's plan​

Ask from Allah because He listens to us always​

Allah will help us with His Kindness and Grace​

I met a man who is unfortunately blind​

He then advised me with words so kind​

He said, 'Love yourself and be grateful for what you are​

You owe it to Allah for coming this far​

Allah loves us and makes us Muslims​

But many people don't appreciate it, it seems​

It doesn't matter if we're poor or earn less​

Allah loves who we are and He cares​

Don't do good deeds if you do it for show​

Or else your spiritual status will sink below​

If you're humble, do good deeds and pray to Allah Most Wise​

You can earn yourself a place in Paradise​

Good Muslims overcome worries and insecurity​

They are unfazed even if they are treated with hostility​

Why be a slave to affluence and glamour?​

Why worry if we are not witty with humour?​

Always be yourself, dear brother, have no pretence​

Allah will still love you, even if you don't have any fans​

Why be afraid, dear brother, when friends shun away​

When Allah is there for you it's always that way.'​

After the blind man left, my mind started working​

I was still surprised and truth starts coming​

It seems that I may be a boss or lying here poor​

but good Muslims greet me with salaam, a smile and no fear​

I kept wondering, what is success to me?​

Is it about having friends, or earning a good degree?​

I had all these and yet I was not satisfied​

Could it be because that Allah was not on my side?​

Then I realize that I have been foolish​

My INSECURITY is the one that was my leash​

Why was I ungrateful to Allah Most Great?​

Allah's helping us all the way as Fate​

Oh! I'm ashamed for being so proud​

When my success was actually a passing cloud!​

Now I realize my great big mistake​

So I do more good deeds now with sincerity and no fake​

Remember true success is not about having lots of friends​

In fact, it is about passing Allah's tests​

Happiness is not about showing off your generous part​

In fact, it's about the ATTITUDE of your heart​

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Say: 'I like who I am and I'm glad to be me ​

I love being a Muslim and Allah sets my heart free! ​

I can feel in my mind and in my little heart bone ​

I confess - with Allah around, I know I'm never alone'. ​

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