Alhumdillah you think of me
As I think of you
What would I do with out you?
Through the exhaustion
The emotional and the physical pain
I feel you
I feel the Angels lifting me to where I need to be
As I float down the street
Singing Nasheeds
Thanking the Angels for guiding me
As I want to sit
To cry
Perhaps wallow in self pity
Times are hard
There getting harder
Not just for me
But for many
I know I’m not good
I hope to get better
I’m sorry for going to bed at Fajr and thinking what’s the point
As I cry myself to sleep some nights
I still feel you
THANK YOU
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Singing Nasheeds Thanking the Angels for guiding me As I want to sit To cry Perhaps wallow in self pity Times are hard There getting harder Not just for me..................a piece of an elegy 10+++