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It comes to us so silent
Strikes fast like a serpent
Standing, kneeling or bent
Death is imminent 

If it's a life you righteously spent
Or to the mosque you never went
Remember you must repent
Death is imminent 

We sin with all the intent
Thinking Life is permanent
To Allah we never pay rent
Yet consider salah NOT URGENT

Malakul Maut will be sent 
It's sure a hundred percent
For this life is a temporary tent

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This is a dedication to a new chapter in my life. A chapter of hope and struggle. A chapter filled with love, affection and some sweet bitterness.
This is a story dedicated to a budding rose. A beautiful angel. An epitome of beauty and kindness.
This goes to the one who helped me curb my desires.

I have for long struggled in the darkness of sins. In the pits of desires. Drowning in the deep evil of Iblees. That was the past and I say Alhamdulillah for now it is much more better thanks to this angel brought in my life  by Allah (Subhanahu Wa Ta'la).

It is rare that i sit down and write. Yet there is a push today for me to write and this time not a poem but a small appreciation. To appreciate those who motivate me; appreciate those who love me; appreciate my Religion of Islam.

This I have been taught by the Queen that is in my heart. The newest chapter of my life. My one and only wife (DON'T JUDGE IF I HAVE NO MATHNAA PLEASE!). This budding rose taught me to appreciate all thos…


I am not refuting what Allah has planned I am just stating the deeps of my heart I will always accept whatever shall come
This blessing of seeing my one true love Whom I wanted to be my wife as halaal  A true representation of deen and akhlaq
I fear to see her in someone's else arms I fear her eyes adoring another man I fear her smile goes to a child not mine
Yet my fears can anytime be the truth I don't even know what I am gonna do Crying won't help to change this destiny
To hear her voice was what gave me hope To build a future with everything strong To make her happy and keep her safe
Yet I know Allah is best with His plans I never said I deny what can come I am human it justifies my weakness
This is the dangers of falling in love Falling before you resolve to marrying But yet it's not haraam to be smitten