Wednesday, October 21, 2020
Shamail Of Mustaffa
Rating: ★4.7
Large and black eyes,
His eyelashes were long,
His face was somewhat circular,
His hands and feet were rather large,
His hair would hang down in waves,
He was large boned and broad shouldered,
When he would walk, he would lean forward,
As if going down a slope,
When he looked at someone,
He would turn his entire body towards him,
Between his shoulders was the seal of prophethood,
His complexion was rosy white and bright,
Sun that shines in the garden of Eden,
Has duplicated his beauty and complexion,
There may be stars brighter than sun,
But not like him,
For suns, stars, steal beauty from him,
He is the real caliph of God,
For He is the center of whole creation,
All the prophets, saints, and sages
revolve around him,
For he was the seal of all prophets, saints, and sages,
I choose to brighten my soul with his light...
...to earn unbound bliss in his guidance.
Mykoul
Mohammad Younus
Topic(s) of this poem: islamic