The verses make me stop, think
when life is ever on the brink...
All in the world that I chase,
what and who will save my face?
When I stand, my sins bare in front of my lord,
scarred, scared, shattered, scattered in discord?
All the endeavors of mine,
will they save me when it's time?
Each day in the world I roll in dismay,
how will my soul endure that one day?
Am I not aware of what folks saw before me,
what if, before it's late, my infractions don't cease?
Am I going to be just fine till the hour,
how will I reclaim my soul's straying honor?
How hard is it going to be,
before I would be able to breathe?
Where would my veins land me after I perish,
in one dark grave or where my Lord would cherish
Amidst souls countless in line and broke
will I be one transgressor or the paradise folk!?
But it soothes my soul, the Surah Taha,
so while I'm still in faith, am I worthy of his Raahah!?
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DEEN AT HEART - POETRY
EspiritualAll the Iman(Faith) and Deen(Islam) I've got that runs in my blood for the Only one ALLAH azzawajal in My Qalb (Heart)..... All in the face of Poetry...
