The Farewell Is Weak

Praise be to Allah The Religion & free gifts. The heart is weak From the pain of farewell. Our nights are cracked With prayers, Abundant tears. Hands of generosity Adorn you with recitation, With sincere foreheads, We prostrate to Allah. With mercy your abundance Flood the stranded, The bands of satan In handcuffs & humiliated, By our glorification & lullaby. Supplications resounding Have mercy Oh Lord! The Exalted - The Hearer Even when an ignorant calls. Our sins continue to flow Like a wave in depth of the sea. From the love you abound us Our heart is full of piety, Our eyes get attached & tears flow from them. When you reach your lord Say to him; You defeated war with seduction, You fought against vices, You humiliated barrenness. Tell him; You conquered, You were victorious. But we are scared Those woes will rise back From dead bones when you leave.