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Emaan. Just Have It.


Oh Allah! The One who hears
Grant me that serenity You speak of
How many more years?
In limbo, a victim of sporadic torture
Havent I cried enough tears?
What should I do?
As that final grand day nears
I wonder, where do I belong?
The pains of the past, like fire sears
The devil continues to torture
And with his crooked smile, jeers
His sins wont go unnoticed
They continue to amass in arrears
In my heart tremble the fears
Of this agony lasting

No.

All praise is due to Allah
With faith, I must change gears
My lesson learned is this
Ask and know for sure He hears
No doubt these prayers are not wasted
They do indeed reach His ears
As strong as He expects me to be
Tackle this transient life as it appears
It is but a test or even a game
With hopes of ending in cheers.

-Sevenatesix
 

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