Best of Hopes
Eyeing the mirror on that wall
Visibly the hour is about to come
Hair drying resembling grass
Showing grey without fiasco
Similar to Archaic fabric
Eyes voguish the final valley
Teeth gobbling in their roots
Legs dancing the final tune
Brain imperiling unexpected dreams
The train impending final station
Deceptive heart deprived ageing
Inspiring fool feeling much younger
Relentless the volume one respired
Engulfing more devoid of blockage
Catalyzing actions lacking the value
Trusting to last forever and ever.
Life truly is a circle
Never mind the heart which is deceptive
Avoiding that without flavor
Appreciating ‘Allah" for all the favour
Benevolent "Rasuul" to guide forever
Through whom Firdaus will be ours
(Abdullahi Nashe, mibiol, mipan, cmcpn)
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