An Elegy on the demise of Izzuddeen Usthad Written By WebMuhimmath Kasaragod on Sunday, 1 September 2013 | 09:42 Nasarudheen P A bud bloomed ,faded and withered premature Till the end it fought to survive; many watered Cared for; but, Lord the only God Allah destined His Will shall not be overridden by man immature. Hand of Izzuddeen was strong enough to hold The drifting and yelling ones; feed and protect. Personally a beneficiary myself of his grace Cannot but bow ,my head before his sole soul. His was a life green under greenery of service Enjoying rising and setting Sun with cool breeze Under the stars along the sandy Gulf tracks -he Anxiously traveled to serve and save the needy. Yet God tested him silently in silence His soul prayed for painless peace Fervently prayed in hope, kith and kin Pumped sedatives in to veins in vain. Then what ? the day dawned; stealthily came Asrayil by half past two, took his soul away. In the heat of spiritual spirit the tears dried Cries sighed in while praise to the Lord echoed. Can an elegy wash away the sorrow? Never. I know ; but cannot leave my pen So strained is mind that enjoyed his intimacy In prayer and obedience to the Creator ,I bow ======================================================= Note; Elegy is a poem written expressing sorrow on the loss of someone dear. Finally from sorrow the thought reconcile to fate. Izzuddeen Usthad was my Manger . Allah is the creator, protector and destroyer who plans the life of his creatures, Asrayil is ,by belief of Muslims ,the malak(angel) that carry away the soul from the body. =======================================================
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