The Fig (Chapter 95, Holy Koran) Poem by Asif Andalib

Asif Andalib

Asif Andalib

Moez Monzil, Komlapur, Faridpur, Bangladesh

The Fig (Chapter 95, Holy Koran)



I ask for refuge to Allah from Satan the exiled evildoer.
In the name of Allah the Merciful and the Giver.

Swear upon the fig and the olive
And the Sinai Mount
And this city that is safe and sound
Of course we created human in the best make
Then We turn them into the worst shape
Except those who believe and do good things
So they shall have rewards that are endless
Knowing all these things
Who can give you lie about the judgment?
Is not Allah the Best of the Judges?

Saturday, December 25, 2010
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Asif Andalib

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Moez Monzil, Komlapur, Faridpur, Bangladesh
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