As I grow older I see, that life wasn’t fair to me.
I didn’t have any chooses, it’s to be or not to be.
With honor I stood for what I believe in.
Sometimes I loss & sometimes I win
Time goes by & life remains the same
Same rules but a different game
We all play hard focusing on an aim
And if we loss there is no one to blame
I am twenty six years old now
So proud cause I never broke a vow
And for that, life started repaying me back
It started being colorful after it was black
My beloved simply colored my life
Praying that one day she’ll be my wife.
House & wealth can be gained by sword
but a prudent wife is from you LORD.
Darling what else I could wish for
To fall in your love more & more
Raouf Reda Habib
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a nice self-contemplation and she may make your life wonderful... a lovely gift...a beautiful...' jamillah '...lady......nice write/rhymes and to read...10