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.
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