Oh the place of my sajdahOh the place where I communicate with my love
Oh the place where I am with my Lord the closest
Oh the place of my only resort..
You being a witness to those lonely tears
You being a witness to my throbbing head
You being a witness to that shaking figure
You being a witness to my weeping soul..
My whispers to my Lord
You were there to listen to it,
Coz the whispers in the ground
Are heard in the heavens..
You heard my rambles
With my forehead pressed to the ground
But not forgetting that my Allah,
Made me get there to get closer to Him
You being a creation of Allah
Obeys Allah much much more than I
So I ask you oh piece of earth
To bear witness for me on the final day
Things taking a rough turn
I just can't seem to think straight
Though the only way I can pour out my worries
Are only through those tears I shed
No ones there who I could approach
Except for the one right above
Who has bestowed me with such
that I can get close to Him
I turn to Him with a weeping heart
Trusting Him, that He'd wash away my worries
Calming my heart with His remembrance
Illuminating my way with His Noor
Oh one of the most beloved places to me
I have a humble request from you
You've seen my broken form,
So stand up with the Qur'an for me on that day!
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Fear the moment when someone goes to pray to Allah with tears in his/her eyes..
He/she takes her worries to Allah before anything.. And do you think Allah won't make away out for him/her?!?!!
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