Together, we rise, united by Allah’s sacred rope,

A bond of faith and purpose, a source of living hope.

Within the Ahmadiyya Jamā‘at, truth and peace reside,

And under blessed Khilāfat, our hearts beat side by side.

With one resolve, we journey on a path divinely shown,

Illumined by the Promised Messiah (peace be upon him) alone—

A way of love and mercy, of service strong and true,

Where every soul finds honour, and faith is born anew.

Let love be our identity; let peace be our decree,

For Love for All, Hatred for None defines our legacy.

When voices call for division or doubts begin to rise,

We stand firm in obedience, with faith before our eyes.

Today we stand in gratitude, as prayers are answered clear,

Within this blessed Jamā‘at, where Allah’s grace draws near.

Through unity and Khilāfat, our spirits are made strong,

For Allah accepts the hearts that cling to Him, steadfast and lifelong.

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Amid the sea of souls, my heart stood still,
Wrapped in a peace no worldly noise could fill.
Voices rise like tides at break of dawn,
Each Ameen a bird in heaven drawn.

My feet grows light on consecrated land,
As mercy lingers, guiding where we stand.
Every smile, each Salaam that passed,
Turn fleeting moments into prayers cast.

Here, faith glows bright without a flame,
A sun that warms the soul, yet bears no name.
Here, hearts recall the reason they were made,
And tongues find home in praises softly laid.

I come with prayers folded deep in chest,
With silent hopes tucked safely in my vest.
For Jalsa is more than days that fly
It is a path the soul walks long goodbye.

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Tribes were not considered a remedy 

Colors were not checked on as deficiency 

Regions were not segmented due to fallacy 

States were not separated based on superiority 

The flag that brought us together, so strong 

That even the mouth of a honey bee can’t sting 

Shielded by the mighty power of the Supreme Being 

Blessings and mercy on its metal board, ever-springing

Converging all races under the banner of righteousness 

Smiles and friendliness spreading out of their wings 

Celebrating diversity and embracing unity 

Their goals became one as The Mighty 

In the atmosphere of peace, love and harmony 

Strangers became friends, transforming into family 

Their smile, laughter and goals intertwined 

With the bond of brotherhood, rare to see.

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Jalsa Salana, a gathering divine,
A spiritual haven, hearts entwined.
United in faith, we stand as one,
Seeking guidance till the day is won.

With every prayer, our spirits soar;
With every dua, our hearts adore.
The love of Allah we feel anew;
In this blessed gathering, our souls renew.

O Jalsa Salana, you’re a beacon bright,
Guiding us through life’s dark night.
May our hearts remain steadfast and true,
And may our love for Allah forever shine through.

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Jalsa Salana, Ahlan Wa Sahlan,

Jalsa Salana, Mubarak to all.

A gathering of love, of peace, of sincerity,

Of justice, of truth, of faith’s purity.

Of honesty, belief, and spirituality —

A call to rise and seek Allah’s pleasure truly.

A gathering full of Allah’s Rahmah and Barakah,

Hearts united, souls awaken, Subhanallah!

Together we cherish this moment divine,

Bathed in mercy, in His radiant shine.

The moonlight whispers — soft and bright,

A sacred glow in the still of night.

A moment of mercy, fresh and new,

A call to rise — the heart obeys too.

With dawn’s first light, we start our day,

A time for prayer, a time to pray.

Each breath, each whisper, each humble tear,

Draws us closer — Allah is near.

We give, we share with open hands,

Compassion flows across the lands.

The poor, the meek, the hearts deprived,

Find mercy walking by our side.

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Oh blessed Jalsa! Oh, gift divine!

Within your days, our hearts align.

A time to mend, a time to grow,

To seek Allah’s love and let it flow.

Both young and old, the strong and weak,

All gather, Allah’s blessings to seek.

Reforming our souls, we humbly proclaim:

“There is none worthy of worship but Allah’s Name.”

And Muhammad (ﷺ), our beloved guide,

The seal of prophets, in truth we abide.

In prayer we bow, our souls combined,

Leaving the world and worries behind.

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In this gathering, our spirits grow whole,

Through prayer and love, we cleanse the soul.

This blessed community, bound by care,

Spreads peace and light everywhere.

Its words, like rivers, refresh and restore,

Teaching love and patience evermore.

“Love for all, hatred for none,”

A motto that shines like the morning sun.

To stand for truth, be fair and just,

To act with faith, compassion, and trust.

So walk this path with hearts sincere,

For Allah is closer than we think — so near.

Jalsa Salana Mubarak!

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As the closing prayer ends and the crowd softly murmurs Ameen, a sacred silence falls across the Jalsa ground. Then the Urdu poem begins to echo through the speakers — gentle, melodic, almost like the heartbeat of the moment. Its verses flow through the air, mixing with the scent of dust and dew, wrapping everyone in quiet emotion. Around me, brothers embrace one another tightly — long hugs filled with love, gratitude, and that silent prayer: “May Allah let us meet again next year.” Some eyes glisten, others smile through tears. The once-busy field slowly begins to empty, yet the air still feels alive with peace. That’s when it sinks in — Jalsa may be ending, but its spirit must continue within us.

At Jalsa, I see what Islam truly looks like in action — unity, humility, and service. Strangers greet each other like family, volunteers serve tirelessly with radiant smiles, and every word from the Khalifa feels like a personal message from heaven. But the real test comes afterward — when the tents come down and life returns to normal. Can I carry that same patience into my daily interactions? Can I show the same kindness when no one is watching? That is when Jalsa either stays alive in my heart or fades into memory. 

Jalsa teaches me that faith is not just about attending a spiritual event; rather, it is about living the lessons learned there. To be gentle when it is hardest, to forgive quickly, to serve quietly. This is how the Jalsa spirit continues long after the echoes fade.

Therefore, whenever I remember that final poem and the warmth of those parting hugs, I smile. Because the message is clear: Jalsa ends on the field, but it continues within the believer.

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As we gather from far and wide,

For Jalsa Salana, a blessed tide,

Our hearts united, our spirits inside,

We seek the truth, the guidance to abide.

The Jalsa Salana brings us together, a blessed sight,

A chance to reconnect, and renew our light,

We share our stories, our struggles and strife,

And find solace in each other’s company, and life.

The scholars’ words, a treasure so rare,

Illuminate our path, and show us we care,

Their wisdom and knowledge, a gift to us all,

Guiding us forward, through life’s joys and falls.

I’ve met brothers and sisters, with hearts so pure,

Their love for Allah, so certain, so real,

Their struggles and triumphs, a testament to their might,

Inspiring me to be better, to shine with all my light.

The dua we’ve made, the tears we’ve shed,

The moments of reflection, where our hearts have sighed,

The sense of community, that we share and feel,

A bond of brotherhood, strong and real.

Jalsa Salana, a gathering so grand,

A chance to rejuvenate, and take a noble stand,

May the memories we make, stay with us forevermore,

And may our hearts remain, forever connected to Allah’s shore.

As we conclude this Jalsa, and go our separate ways,

May the lessons we’ve learned, stay with us, come what may,

May our hearts remain, forever connected to Allah’s will,

And may our actions be guided by the Prophet’s noble still.

In the silence of the night, when the crowds disperse,

May our hearts whisper ‘Ameen’, and our souls rehearse,

The lessons of love, compassion, and might,

And may our love for Allah, be our guiding light.

May our footsteps echo, with every step we take,

The spirit of Jalsa Salana, forever at stake,

May our hearts beat as one, in love and harmony,

And may Allah’s mercy, forever be our destiny.

Ameen, O Allah, hear our prayer,

And guide us on the path, that’s straight and clear,

May we be among, those who are blessed and guided,

And may our hearts, forever be filled, with Your love and pride

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A community of peace, of justice, of love, of integrity, of truthfulness, of sincerity, and of light — a community that holds up a very strong slogan: “Love for all, hatred for none.”

A community that stands like an assembly of students from every corner of the earth —

both those with black skin and those with white skin.

Some students come in well-ironed uniforms,

some come in ragged uniforms,

some come in tattered uniforms.

But this community stands as it is, teaching its students what it holds dear — Love for all, hatred for none.

To the poor, the meek, the rich, the strong, and the weak — the community remains ever the same.

There is no greater love for the rich than the poor; it treats everyone with equal love and respect.

From this community, a leader rose — sent by the Almighty to remind the world about the forgotten truth,

and love for Prophet Jesus (peace be upon him) too.

To believe that there is none worthy of worship but Allah,

And Muhammad (peace be upon him) was His Prophet and Messenger (peace and blessing be upon him).

He delivered, in the last days, the message to the believers — words that shield the humble gift from Allah, the Leader.

They walked on the path of truth, the light of wisdom —

beacons of knowledge and hearts full of grace.

Their words were rivers of wisdom, knowledge, and understanding.

A community with a legacy of love in the midst of the world —

with no backbiting, lies, or division.

The community stands as a powerful shield.

The world tried to stop them, but they never succeeded.

A community once fewer than a hundred people

Now blossomed into a community of millions 

From every corner of the world.

No greater duty than loving this community;

no one can turn against us.

Even though they try, they can never succeed.

Next to our hearts, with Him and for Him, we all stand —

dear and united to protect this community.

Because it is destined to protect us — counting the days, catching the stars.

The world may try to soar with wings of jealousy pinned to them.

Adorning themselves with envy,

but whatever they may say,

Luck is on our side — and will always be.

With each passing day, the community glows

Like the moon that brightens the world

On its darkest night.

The rhythm of the community is like a river

It bubbles like a song the moon loves.

A rhythm spiced with love and sincerity.

Even assailed with trials and jealousy, the rhythm never stops

For it is enhanced by divine blessings.

And no one can destroy a thing infused with by divine blessings.

So, hold up your light in the rhythm of this community —

more than a magnificent light!

A community of wisdom and understanding —

so alive, so fresh, and bright.

A canvas of love in youth, where weapons of warmth begin to speak.

Together we all shine, our spirits ever bright in the embrace of the community’s dawn.

The community — a beacon so pure and bright,

guiding hearts through the darkest night.

A path of peace, of mercy, a bond of grace.

A call not to turn away after guidance.

A community of love, compassion, and care —

one that walks the world for all to share.

Its words are like rivers — refreshing and releasing.

Peace be upon you at every dawn’s breeze.

The teachers spread love and mercy, striving for goodness, justice, and truth.

For this world is not for man to claim — Allah is closer to him than anyone.

A community — a light for those who believe,

a community that shines and hearts that relieve.

And that is the name of this blessed community — Ahmadiyya.

Its timeless slogan is “Love for all, hatred for none.”

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With deep love for Islam and humility towards the Messiah,

Our hearts come together Embracing the blessings we acquire.

Facing our deen, leaving our desires,

To gain the jannat  we so cherish,

Together as one in all our prayers, 

Craving divine acceptance of our supplications.

Knowing our Lord is with us forever, 

Ready we are to serve whenever. 

Standing as one,

Bowing as one,

Worshipping the one true God

We are ver eager to serve, 

A world adrift, where peace eludes,

A human quest, misunderstood.

Yet, hope endures, a beacon bright,

A path to peace, a guiding light.

A Prophet’s grace, a mercy’s call,

A beacon shining, standing tall.

A pure message, a love divine,

A path to peace, a noble sign.

A gathering grand, a sacred sight,

Where hearts unite, pure and bright.

A chorus of souls, a peaceful tune,

Beneath the banner of the crescent moon.

A legacy of love, a noble art,

To mend the world, a selfless heart.

In every act, a purpose so clear,

To banish strife, and calm all fear.

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Of a golden prophecy, radiant in worth.

I shall convey thy message to every corner of the earth,

Its foundation laid in the humble town of Qadian, A beacon of light, by Allah’s gracious plan.

Blessings unfolded, like rivers unconfined, travelling through continents, uniting mankind. From 1891, seventy-five hearts aligned,

By 1907, two thousand souls intertwined.

Through storms and trials, the mission stood firm, With faith as the anchor, and zeal to affirm. From dusty streets to majestic halls,

Echoes of unity resound through its walls.

The footsteps of saints, their shadows remain, In every gathering, their prayers sustain.

From Qadian’s soil to Nigeria’s shores,

A legacy of blessings forever in store.

Jalsa Salana Nigeria – days turned to years, Seventy decades, a cascade of tears.

Tears of joy, of love, of prayers ascending,

A season of blessings, divine and unending.

Oh, Jalsa! A garden of truth sublime,

Where hearts are nurtured, and spirits climb. Where the poor and the rich, in ranks erase, And stand as one, in Allah’s embrace.

The dawn of a new era, the signs so clear, A banner of Tawheed, forever held dear. From a seedling sown, a mighty tree grew, Its fruits of mercy, a gift ever new.

Let the world bear witness, let history proclaim, Jalsa Salana – a luminous flame.

Guiding the lost, uplifting the weak,

A season of blessings for those who seek.

So gather, O brethren, in love and peace, In this sacred season, may our faith increase. Let hearts be mended, let bonds strengthen, In the season of blessings, where spirits ascend.

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