accepting fate

I don't know all the rules to poetry so i hope that this could be called a poem.

lost dreams

I hate what happened
i greive what i lost
why can't i have what i want most


i have a dream in my heart
i want it to be real
i don't want this to be my last meal
my heart is breaking
for my dream aching

i don't understand but i shall
why me? i'm scared to ask
i wish i knew but he knows
how the system works and the rose grows

how will i cope my heart screams
am i supposed to accept this and lose my dreams?
but they are too dear to give up
why must they from me be cut?

He knows why
the one who is up high
wisdom is one of his qualities
mercy is one of his great bounties

Oh Allah allmighty
forgive me for loving other than you
for making my dream this world
and making my prayers few

please give me strength to love you
to make you my hearts desire
and save me from the fire
and make me higher and higher.


by Shakirah

Sis, beautiful poem and touching masha-allah. I would call it a poem
Ameen to your du'a at the end.

Love, Safiya

JazakiAllahu khairan for sharing this lovely poem dear sister Shakirah And ameen to your duaa

a lovely poem.

Ameen to the dua

for sharing

and sisters for your wonderful words!