Paradise
Rivers flowing, made of honey and sweet tasting milk. The scent of musk so sweet, so sweet.
Palaces made of pearl. Undescribable to the eye. Un comparable in this world.
I pray, I pray to meet you their one day.
Rivers flowing, gardens of green. Fruits so tasty and here never seen. Indiscribable,
incomparable in this world.
Paradise. I pray, I pray to meet my Lord their some day.
Copyright © Yasmin Ilahi | Year Posted 2008
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