My Poem 1
I
A womb welcomed with much warmth;
But gave up on the ninth month.
Angels all around, I thrilled,
Water on my skin, I chilled.
II
My Salehah, thy is brave,
No, Rukayya you are saved.
Your greetings each corner filled,
A tender cry which was willed.
III
Shukran Allah for the first,
Insha Allah, I'd do best.
Keeping them loved and alive,
Pretty lil angel and wife.
IV
Our lives aren't our own to share,
But we'll give, our soul we bare.
Muslim family's laughters
Nothing can ever compare.
Nice Poem! :D
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