The Thorn In Your Leg Hurts My Heart Poem by Rhymer Rhymer

Oh! the companions of my soul,
Go home, eat and drink;
From this day on ward,
Your beloved Prophet would never be attacked with disease:
(hearing this)All went away!
But one began to weep,
Hujur, are you leaving the Earth?
How an insignificant Abu Bokor like me would stay without you?
One who is the lover can realize the words of his beloved!
It is called the Pull of Love! !
"and what my Abu Bokor Realized
My total companions couldn't do so"
Once a thorn of babla pierced in the leg of Muhammod Peace Be Upon Him
It Hurts and Pierced in the LIVER of companion Abu Bokor
It is called Love
It is from heart to Heart
So hujur PBUH told:
"I and Abu Bokor would live in the Jannat TOGETHER"! !