Suci Dalam Debu

Dust is my bed

embracing me,and is my cover.

The sands are around me,engulfing me,from all directions.

And the tomb recounts (the story of) the darkness of my calamity

And the light has destined that my pleasure is in meeting (Allah)

my plesaure is in meeting (Allah)where is the kindness of kin?

they relinquished fidelity

where are the scores of friends?

they dispensed with my brotherhood

where is the bliss of money?

I left it behind

And where is the glory of fame and compliments?

That's my end; dust is my bed

The beloved bade farewell to his love

and cried my elegy

The tears flow dried out after crying

The vast universe shrank narrowing my space

The tomb to my corpse became both my land and my sky

That's my end; dust is my bed

Fear overwhelms my estrangement,

and sadness is my ailment

Hoping for steadfastness which is-I swear-my remedy

Sincerely supplicating to the Lord

You are my hope

Hoping-o Allah-for a paradise in which my bliss shall be attained

** Puisi ini ana tujukan khas buat sahabat ana yang menyambut hari lahirnya baru2 ni.. sebagai post-mortem untukmu dan untukku jua..

** Ini adalah puisi trasliterasi dari lagu (Farshi Turob: Debu-debu tanah menjadi katil tempat Tidurku suatu hari nanti..)

** Bila umur semakin bertambah, waktu akan semakin berlalu, apa yang akan kita wariskan kepada dunia dan umat ini?

** Maafkan ku kiranya selama hidup di dunia ini ada mengguris dan menyakitkan hati sahabat2 semua.. Dosa sesama manusia perlu dilunasi selama diri masih bernyawa..

** Berpisah di dunia hanya sementara, pertemuan di akhirat itu yang selamanya..