AAwuroshi'ye poetry

Thursday, April 23, 2020

The Moonlight

The Moonlight

All the while
Lot My heart longs, but deprived

All the while were sleepless nights
Peace was but a stranger to My mind

Until came the light
Soft and friendly and bright

Such that disappears My plight
And to the Ummah, kind

The gift of life
That brings Us closer, divine

The Moonlight
First Ramadan night

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