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Where am I heading?
What am I doing?
My brain is in constant arguing
Heedless of wherever am going

It seems am lost

Lost in the sea of desire
Lost in the darkness of pride
Lost in the jungle of life
Lost in the circle of greed

It seems am lost

I did not board the swalaah train
Instead I walked for days alone
I forgot to ask Allah for directions
Instead I believed I was not dumb

Now it seems am lost

The train station is near
I can easily go there
Allah can always hear
I can call for Him right here

But still I want to be lost

Why? Because I am chained
On a pole of false hope
On My pride and my desire
They all drown my voice

That's the sad story of how am LOST

P/S: May Allah guide all of us lost and chained by sins and desires and bring us close to Him on the straight path....

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A few days ago I received a guest
A guest I did not prepare to welcome
A special guest to all who knew his worth
I never knew what to give this new guest

I started by showing off
I went to extremes in extravagance
I showed neighbours how wasteful I am
Yet None I did made this guest happy

I was frustrated
Who is this guest? So humble and so quiet
What does he like, what do I do for him?
All this made me unhappy

The vigor I had in all things i did: LOST!
I felt like worshipping this guest
But then that's what many others do
Except for those who Allah guides 

A precious gift a special guest
How blessed it is I never knew
But my welcome was never good

Learn from the mistakes you do
I just did
Allah brought to us this guest
No ordinary guest

Let's serve Him and use this guest
Not for sins but for Heaven
For Allah's Mercy
For Allah's Forgiveness

This guest carries so much gifts
He is there in everyones home
If we failed to welcome then...