Amna Siddiqui

He (the angel) brings you to me,
You freeze in this eternal life.
Your eyes behold true beauty,
Marveling at me, your wife.
Only a moment before,
You were kissing me good-bye.
Watching as Deathʼs door,
Shut, leaving you to cry.
On Earth, I held your hand,
Guiding you on siraatul-mustaqeem (straight path).
Reminding you of Godʼs Demand,
This Garden is not a dream.
Allah made me as your spouse,
To garment you as He Told.
So that we may live in a majestic house,
With bricks of silver and gold.
Between us He put serenity,
To help us on our way.
Our life here is for eternity,
Forever we will stay.

Your Contributions