My Final Destination Poem by Hudhaifah Siyad

When my turn would come,
Soon enough to depart from home,
Many hearts would be at still,
And my space, none to fill.

Though my mouth would be shut,
Though my soul would be apart,
None of you should be hurt,
For God's plans go right.

Dear haters be relieved,
My death take it as a relief,
Smile wide and laugh loud,
But for me is a shining cloud.

Nothing like gloom in heart,
Nothing like mind with dirt,
I lived a life as was my fate,
For God's plans never late...