A poet am I, with love to inscribe,
Yet when you're absent, my ink seems to hide
In your presence, my words flow like veins,
Smoothly, like a river, free of all chains.
You likened my eyes to stars in the sky,
Yet, aren't you the moon, guiding me nigh?
A radiant light in my darkest night,
Leading me through shadows with soft, gentle light
Things have changed, not as they used to be,
In each other's pain, we share a decree.
In prayer, I turn to the Merciful One,
Saying, "Ya Allah, beneath the moon and sun
I've fallen for a servant of Yours divine,
Loving, caring, and in awe of Your sign
Grant me the chance to be by his side,
In his presence, where love and faith abide
His brown eyes and tender, soft hair,
His voice, a melody, beyond compare
In the way he speaks and laughs, a sweet rhyme,
Reciting Your words, a majestic chime
"Ya Allah, let me be with him, I pray,
Deeply in love, I won't let it sway.
I'll persist in prayer, a fervent drill,
Until our names on destiny's scroll fulfill."
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The Light in Her Poetry
Poetry"The Light in Her Poetry" is a captivating collection of 100 poems that explores a wide range of human emotions and experiences, from joy to despair, love to heartbreak, and reflections on faith to life's journey. With a blend of happy, sad, love, s...
