"White" (Poetry + Commentary)
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In the name of God, compassionate & merciful بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ Peace be with you السلام عليكم
It’s been some time since {my last post}, hasn’t it? I really have to admit, university life has been top priority but honestly? I think it was laziness that stopped me from posting on Muslimness more often. So insha’Allah, I’ll start developing my writing more, with the flow of writing resuming with my poem White. Enjoy, insha’Allah.
White.
Many things come to mind.
Blinding white light.
White cancels all.
Revert, regress, and relapse.
Past remnants of memories are forgotten.
A time of destruction, hell and raging demons.
Corruption overtook the mind.
Needed to get worse before I got better.
The past has happened, I will recompense later.
For now, the flash of light blinds me.
White.
It blinds me.
Scourge of my past doings.
Radiance penetrates the skin.
Sets alight like an effigy.
Fire coarse, through the soul.
White, cleanser of corruption.
Rage is slowly depleting.
Contempt, jealousy, anger, all held down.
White finds the root; the source of the evil.
Slowly purifies me.
White.
Blindness slowly subsides.
It burned the demons away.
Killed at the foundation of the raging omens.
I feel violated, yet calm.
Disturbed, shaken, but not uninspired.
What is happening to me?
Black screams one final utterance of hate.
Before white enthuses nobility into the soul.
Revert.
Now.
White.
The power of nothingness.
Nonentity yet prevalent in complexity.
Complexity searches for simplicity.
White. Acquires the target. Locked on.
The light scorched the charred heart, skin torn asunder.
Emptiness. Logic fallacy.
I am floating. White incites flight. Becomes a covering. Impenetrable.
Memories, thoughts, ideologies return in a disorienting flash.
Majesty. Glory. Praise. All-knowing. All-wise.
White. Mercy, greater than His wrath.
White.
Restored the body. Cleansed the heart. Gave the soul Faith.
White. Blinds by His will. Guides who He wills.
I feel brand new. Smile. Feels anomalous. Yet refreshing.
Black has been forgotten, refuted, defeated.
Everything has become clear, the duty realised.
White shines once more. Reborn.
Is this Ihsan? Can it surely be?
No longer weak hearted.
Controlled, modulated, reprogrammed.
Lesson learnt.
Saqib Ali Rashid
Commentary
Well, now that you’ve finished reading, you’ve most likely acknowledged that everything that this poem stands for, promotes and conveys is the complete opposite of {my previous poem, entitled Black}. This was written in early May 2009, a few weeks after Black was finished – emotional and religious devotion was parallel to this timeframe.
Whilst that piece was my creative outburst of complied hate, disorder and general disloyalty of humanity, White attempts to reclaim that dignity and heal the damage the previous poem inflicted. Think of it as me winding back the ‘clock’ of my conscience, the evil of my soul washed away in this sudden white encompassing so much.
Again, this poem takes the connotations linked to the colour white and exploited the many positive things that come to mind, just as the colour black employs similar connotations. And yep, I stuck to the same style, number of stanzas and the effect of metaphor makes an obvious contrast with Black.
It was a personal mission to complete this colour polarity, with the driving inspiration being a Hadith I came across through the works of Imam Nawawi (rahimahullah). It’s a pretty famous hadith where Angel Jibril (alayhisalaam) visits the Prophet Muhammad (sallahu alayhi wassalam) in the form of a man wearing exceedingly white clothes – who came to teach their religion to them. It gives an excellent reminder on how Islam compromises three things: Islam, Iman and Ihsan. Find the Hadith for yourself! Also – I kinda felt guilty that I wrote Black so I felt it needed a contrast – and personal events in my life gave this positive resolution. J
If you feel a spiritual vibe when reading this, then that’s what I was aiming for! Reading back, I’m pleasantly reminded of Allah’s mercy, that turning to Him and remembering Him is sweet, and that no matter how bad it is, my Creator will always prevail. It’s not a perfectly written poem - the majority of my poetry that’ll be posted on here is admittedly first or second draft stuff and this was before I started university. But hey, insha’Allah, it means better writing to share!
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