Words Durriyah Ben A. S.
Illustration Alifiya Z.
Can it be three years
Since you have passed?
The tears have not stopped
The yearning has not ceased.
Every morning I awaken
Hoping to hear your news.
Every night I go to bed
Praying you will come
In my dreams.
A lump in my throat
Tells me you are no more
But I feel you
Your love in every morsel
That I eat every day.
Your guidance shows me
The way.
Like a beacon
Your smile
Illuminates my path.
My Maula Mohammed
Your love is personified
In Maula Mufaddal.
Every day
In every way
My Maula is always
With me.
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