let the day begin, let it atleast pass noon.
As evening approaches, and it knocks on my door,
I may not answer, but I'll leave a note on the floor.
"Come back again later, I am not ready yet,"
but death cannot read, and it will not forget.
*picture taken at the Vatican in Rome
As evening approaches, and it knocks on my door,
I may not answer, but I'll leave a note on the floor.
"Come back again later, I am not ready yet,"
but death cannot read, and it will not forget.
*picture taken at the Vatican in Rome
9 comments:
Awesome!
Thanks girl :) I haven't seen you in a while exseno, how are you?
thas' beautiful mashallah!
Beautiful poetry after a long time. Good to see you back writing some great stuff. Keep it up.
Thanks guys, GB what's the news on the Mawlid?
D reb, I unlike you, have not dissapeared from my poetry and blog writing lol How are things going at your end? Any chance of getting more time?
So cute! It looks like he's actually posing!
I like your poem, too.
lol yeah I know "strike a pose!"
Thanks Musicalchef :)
Nice poem, yours?
Thanks OG, yes it is.
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