Sunday, 27 July 2008.
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Salam'alaik . [:I have nothing much to ask for .
Dust is my bed..embraces me
And it’s my cover now.
The sand surrounds me..
Even behind my back.
And the grave tells a dankness of my affliction
And the brightness draws a line
Forgetting my meeting
Where is my family’s love?
They sold my loyalty!
Oh..my loyalty…
And where is my group of friends?
They left my brotherhood!
Oh..my brotherhood…
Where is the bliss of money?
It’s behind my back now..
And my name (reputation),
Where is it..?
Which shine between praises..
This is my end..
Dust is my bed..
And love farewells its longing,
And my elegizing cried,
And the tears went dry..after crying..
And the Universe became narrow,
And so is my space..
And the grave became my ground and sky..
This is my end..
Dust is my bed..
Fear fills my estrangement..
And sadness is my illness..
I expect firmness,
And I swear it’s my cure.
And for Allah I pray faithfully,
“You are my hope..”
Allah! I desire heaven,
to find bliss in it..
Allahu A'laam .
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