My Dream (No.2) Poem by Aftab Alam

Dreamt one day, a serene truth
There came an old man and put
His one of hand on mine and said
Come, won’t you see? My dear lad
I nodded my head and followed
At the nook we stood and bowed.

Surprisingly I was watching scene
There was a king stood with keen.
A Mother with baby of four or six
Heard, words of child which was fix

My mother is whole world for me
And thy kingdom within it, I prithee
I am the owner of this world
What need for a kingdom for me?
If Allah has not given you a son
Pray to him with faith and none

Again he took me there from where
We started, He requested, come here
Seen the babe, how nicely he said?
My mother is whole world for me

Similarly, if there is an attachment ‘tween
Allah and his creature, kingship matter not
If your prosperity drags you far from He
Never accept, you the king of the world

When I got up prior to dawn to worship
Heard.Allah is great, Allah is great
Whole nature repeated the same
I knelt down and said Glory to be Allah.