Jalal ibn Sa'eed Mohabbat

I took a pic with sean paul and they call me a rapper?

Whats that you say
about our brother J
hey thats my name
me a rapper no way!
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‘A Path is Paved by Jalal ibn Sa’eed’

When did life feel good that so many would die to live
where did death lose its effect that so many ceased to give
why did faith decipitate within our souls which wont forgive
how did we fall so low ignoring the eternal lifes incentive

Given the greyest clouds of deciet with the bleekest of hearts to lead
As a punishment for what our hands sent forth neglecting those who need
Bringing shame upon us all is the weakness within our hearts
Loving and endearing whats worthless is the dunyas shining parts

To wake from this slumber which covers the truth of our state
To rise from the slums of humiliation we first must choose our fate
Our Lord is one without any partner and the message sent so clear
Belief in this requires our actions to follow without any fear

A path is paved towards success in this life and the next
The revival of true faith in our lives from the devine text
Repentance is the key to worldly success defined by our Lord
Redemption is the outcome from humility of the sinners accord

ibn Sa’eed

A Tree

I wish I were a tree
Bowing with the wind
Obedient to Thee
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“This is Just a Song”

Now I can’t sing but I can write
I cant feel as good tonight
But I can write until its right
Sing my heart every day every night
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Eyes of Delusion

What I want to say is how much I am feeling deep inside
If only words weren’t so feeble and full of hesitant pride
I could deliver this soul to submission and no longer hide
Give me strength to do this task I need to obey and abide
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‘Free Will’

When the mighty tide rises the moon brings the clouds humbly towards the shore.
When the mighty tide breaks near the reefs the clouds thunderously roar.
When the mighty tide bows in awe revealing the once hidden ocean floor.
The programed tide rises again as its destined to do so just as it did before.
Yet feeble men are given free will unlike the mighty tide destined to the shore.
Imprisoned is man when he chooses his desires corrupting the souls core.
Freed is man when he sacrifices outdoing the tides prostration upon the shore.

JISM

A snowman will melt away but the sin of building it remains. The good deeds of those who sacrifice are like carved sculptures.