My life could be falling apart
My destiny could be unwanted
Astagfirullah, Allah help me be
On the path you chose for me.
My lord gave me this life as a trust,
I must use it in his way.
Without my father, this world is cold,
But my Allah is here to keep me warm.
My mother is but a green tree,
Under who's shade I rest under the scorching sun.
Ya Allah always keep me in her shade.
My life could be falling apart
My destiny could be unwanted
Astagfirullah, Allah help me be
On the path you chose for me.
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Pure Poetry
PoésieThis is a collection of Portry featuring Islamic values inspired by everyday life.
