Words in Ramadan

Ramadan is the month that hearts yearn for and souls yearn for, the month of mercy and goodness, a month that many ancient and contemporary poets sing about. Here are some poems that rejoiced the arrival of Ramadan:

Rajab has passed and you have not done well in it

This is the blessed month of Shaban

Who wasted time out of ignorance?

With its sanctity, wake up and be careful

You will forcibly abandon your pleasures

And death will force you to leave your home

Correct whatever sins you can

With sincere repentance and make up your mind

To seek peace from hell

The best of those who commit crimes are those who rectify them

The poet Muhammad Hassan Faqi, may God have mercy on him, longs for the month of Ramadan before its introduction in his poem (Ramadan), where he says:

Ramadan in my heart is filled with ecstasy

Before seeing your radiant face

They said you were coming, so I cheered

Our faces are in human beings... and in vanity

And I looked up at the sky

The crescent moon is a month of freshness and prosperity

You yearn for it, in hearts and in prohibitions

Longing for its future, and good hope

Why don't we get lost with fasting and thrive?

With the glory of days and the revelation of heaven

With them, we soar in the clouds and find comfort

Who tortured him and we arrived in the atmosphere

We heal souls and follow a method

Clear it to Gemini pastures

As for the Arabic writer, Mustafa Sadiq Al-Rafi’i, he expresses his feeling about the arrival of the Holy Month by saying:

I ransomed you as a visitor every year

May you live in safety and peace

And accept it like clouds that overflow for a while

A trace of clouds remains after it

How many interesting people there are

Here's how much I miss you

“Muhammad Al-Sayyid Al-Daoudi flirts with the holy month, expressing how much he longs for it, saying:”

When I approached, longing collapsed

And to you is the beloved who misses you

You have a bang like the sun in its prime

Every aspect has radiance

You have a wonderful life

She longs for her beautiful features

You have great achievements in the lives of Muslims

They were good and they had a good taste

As for the poet “Farid Qarni”, he calls the month to approach and tells him that while waiting for its arrival, he counts the months and days to take advantage of the days and nights of the month, so he says:

Do I not accept guidance, contentment and light?

And abundant goodness covers the counterfeit

We prepare for your season of congratulations

We prepare for the day of your arrival by months

Let us fill with dew the sooty glow

And we narrate the breasts from the age of piety

With the light of the recitation of the Qur’an, my son

Our insights...we illuminate the graves

We fast...we stand up with great longing

And with God we count the wages

With you, souls drink while they are thirsty

A drink... poured from you to purify it

The poet “Khair al-Din Waili” warned the masses of Muslims to pay attention and come to receive him, as he says:

Ramadan has come, O people of understanding

They received him after a long absence

A year of our lives has passed in ignorance

So be careful, for life is a shadow of a cloud

And prepare for patience and hardship

The rewards of those who are patient without reckoning

May God reward those who fast because

For his sake they mocked all odds

As for the poet “Hussein Arab,” he rejoices with joy at the arrival of the holy month and shares his joy with the world, saying:

You are the good news of the worlds, O Ramadan

The regions and universes cheered for you

You have bright stars in the sky

There is a place for you, the believing souls

I was happy to meet you and life shined

I am overwhelmed by her mesmerizing beauty

In his poem (The Beloved Expatriate), Muhammad Rajeh Al-Atrash celebrates the beginning of the holy month, saying:

You have fulfilled, O month of rewards, virtues and good tidings

Welcome to your happy introduction.. and welcome, good visitor

O breath of faith, O overflow of faith and beacons

We cry to you asking God to purify the secrets

The poet Abdul Quddus Al-Ansari publishes a collection of poetry in which he welcomes Ramadan, saying:

You are the joyful spring of life

She brightens her countries with serenity

And you are the tidings of hearts that

May God have mercy on her

Welcome to the month of fasting

His grudges drain from the soul

The poet “Ahmed Muhammad Al-Siddiq” addresses himself with the advent of the month of fasting, saying:

He extended the month of fasting to the people

So, good news for you, the honorable arrival

Come, come, let us celebrate him

We announce the joy of the Muqaddam

I seek refuge in you from the inclinations of passion

During the fertile season, you must enter ihram

On the thresholds of contentment and peace

Stand for a long time... and do not get tired

If the Lord of Heaven is serious about pardoning

That is sufficient for you as spoils

It is sufficient for you that we have covered the forehead

With Him.. and in His fortress we take refuge

Regarding the virtue of the month of Ramadan, poets had their feelings that appeared in their poems, including the poet “Mahmoud Arif” with verses about the virtue of the month of Ramadan and that it is a sanctuary of worship. And the season of remembrances and bright Tarawih prayers that purify souls, purify hearts, and purify souls, as He says:

Ramadan is the shrine of worship to the Lord

Through it, souls become purer and elevated

It has a bright Tarawih swimming pool

For the heart, for faith, it lives forever

His hours are full of time

In remembrance, where age returned soaring

We read by the poet “Muhammad Ibrahim Jad’a” a poem in which he describes Ramadan as the best of months, and its nights are gatherings of remembrance and recitation of the Qur’an, in which there is good news from the Mighty, Most Merciful, of pardon and forgiveness, in which he says:

Ramadan, the best of months

The best news in time

And the horizons of happiness are fluttering

On your good nights

And forums for forgiveness and piety

Overflowing with everything

And the gatherings of the Qur’an and dhikr

Glory be to God

The poet “Abdul Razzaq Al-Khalidi” urges Muslims to adhere to the true and authentic dimension of the month of fasting, and not just the appearance of abstaining from food, drink, and lust. Rather, he calls for taking advantage of its days and nights in doing good deeds and avoiding evil deeds so that we may attain Paradise. He says:

The month of seclusion has come, so be in it

In obedience, you will be given high standards

Avoid sins and commit to repentance

Your investigation is about distraction and forgetfulness

The cursed one has been humbled and his parties have been chained up

With chains of the power of the Judge

May your month be the month of the lords of piety

Your Ramadan is marked by forgiveness

So take advantage of his nights and honor his days

By fasting from falsehood and from slander

So strain and roll up the sleeve of a bag in it

I am not helpless to follow my desires with my wishes

The month of contentment in which heavens are opened

Its doors are a tribute to the one with gratitude

Do not be led astray from your guidance

It distracts you from remembrance and from the Qur’an

Ramadan is a school and a hospital, so seek

From Him is healing and the approach of contentment

Do not place piety on his days

Stop and then engage in disobedience

When Muslims defeated themselves through fasting, God granted them victory over their enemy in many situations, until the month of Ramadan deserved to be described as a month of victories. Which poets have sung about. The Kuwaiti poet Fadel Khalaf says in the blessed month, the month of victories:

Bashir of conquest and purified victory

Welcome, so we have increased love and companionship

It is the blessed month in which Ezzat is exalted

The lands of the Arabs and Islam are pure

His greatness was greatness, so he was glorious

Glory was the Qur’an and the sword

Since the victory in the battlefields of Badr

And the religion of God is full of flavor and custom

Every land was fragrant in the procession

He was given a gift from his spoils and was more generous

The month of fasting has arrived upon us

The springs of guidance are abundant and compassionate

As for the condition of many Muslims now during the month of Ramadan, it is an unfortunate condition that Khaled Al-Bitar expresses in a state of amazement when he asks (where is Ramadan) and says:

They said: Ramadan came and then passed

The night of slaughter is almost coming

I was astonished at my affairs and their affairs

Ramadan is coming without me knowing?!

I have never been absent from the world

And so - for sure - it did not leave my mind

Wow! How did he come? How did it go?

Or how did the joy of breaking the fast pass?!

Where are the mosques while she was laughing?

Filled with goodness and good news?

As if she was wearing something beautiful

She struts in a crown of pearls

Where are the minarets in their brilliance?

With light and magnification as it flows?

Where is the Tarawih that I love?

And I am stronger in its rak’ahs?

And I'tikaf, how much I miss

Dedicated to God in tithing?

I asked myself after they left

Do you see an explanation for what's going on?!

This is all happening to me

No, what is my business and what is my matter?!

I understood from her that she had hinted

A gentle, fast-paced walker

He traveled homes and did not reside there

Except like the flutter of that bird

He glimpsed the demons that had appeared

In every land there is no cover

He saw corruption and its people gathered

On land I see them and at sea

He refused to stay here and left

He complains as you complain about harm

Welcome Ramadan

Ramadan has come, O people of understanding, so welcome it after a long absence.

A year of our life has passed in heedlessness *** so be careful, for life is a shadow of a cloud

And prepare for patience and hardship *** for those who are patient are rewarded without reckoning.

May God reward those who fast because for His sake they have subjected themselves to all difficulties.

No one can enter Al-Rayyan except one who is fasting *** Honor the chapter on fasting in the chapters

And the Lord protected them from the sea of ​​their day, the smell of poisons and the evil of all torment.

They were given the nectar of salsabil, its flavor of ginger surpassing any other drink.

This is the reward of those who fast to their Lord. *** They will be happy with the best of honor and goodness.

Fasting protects a fasting person from a sin. It forbids immorality and immorality.

Fasting completely suppresses the instincts, and frees oneself from the bondage of one’s neck.

He who does not respect the rights of neighbors, brothers, relatives, and companions will not fast.

He who ate meat out of backbiting, said evil, or sought to cause ruin will not fast.

He who gives false testimony and violates morals and ethics will not fast.

Fasting is a school of abstinence and piety, and the closeness of enemies and strangers.

Fasting is a strong bond of brotherhood*** and a bond of affection for family and friends.

Fasting is a lesson in equality, full of generosity, altruism, and kindness.

The month of determination, patience, patience, purity of spirit, and endurance of difficulties.

How many fasts did those who fasted gain anything other than thirst, hunger and fatigue?

Not everyone who abstains from food is fasting*** and neither is he who abstains from desire and drink.

Fasting is the loftiest goal that has not been achieved by anyone like the Messengers and Companions.

The Prophet and his companions fasted and were free from turning their fast gray with games.

A people who are property or something like it, walking and eating, covered with clothes.

Fasting refined their souls and hearts, so they became the talk of time and history.

They fasted from the world and its temptations*** They fasted from desires and desires

The invaders marched to the enemies, fasting *** during the month of fasting they conquered every expanse

They ruled, but they did not forget about their fasting and standing up to recite and write scripture.

In the forenoon they are masters of their rage *** the pounding of thunders and the flashes of spears

But in the dark they are monks*** crying and sobbing in the sanctuary

Honor them among those who fast and welcome the arrival of the month of hunting and procreation.