Bismillahi Ta’alla
As the nights begin
With darkness at its peak…
When the world around her falls asleep,
She, she’s there..
Lying on her bed awake.
Slowly, slowly with all the sweet and sour memories,
She begins to sink deep, down in the ocean called memories.
She silently begins to weep.
Hiding from all,
All her tears, of which she fears others shall see.
She hides herself from all that she fears.
Covering herself in the blanket from head to toe,
She silently weeps.
Letting her tears out,
She begins conversing with God.
Carefully,
Without any sound.
She begs Him from the bottom of her heart
with all the attributes she can recall,
Asking Him to calm her down assuring that He’s there for her.
She ask for the light that would enlighten her worlds.
His mercy and love to conquer her heart.
At the midst of the intensity,
Whilst conversing and weeping silently she falls asleep.
Then comes an angel, sent him her master
Who guards her fiercely till dawn is nigh
Her heart is at peace, even amidst turbulent dreams
But she wakes up strengthened to touch the sky!
Poem by Aisha Javed
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