Category: My Poetry

The waves of the moonlight has beamed over such a great distance, as it passes through the window and fell upon the empty wall. Still, it did not attract her. All she can see is darkness ahead of her. The dark of night absent the stars and moon, which are actually not absent, has engulfed

1. Imaan is a state of heart, and has various shades depending on it’s strength. 2. Yes, it is imaan and not good deeds that will save us from hellfire 3. However, a man can’t claim to have imaan but not do good deeds 4. To do good deeds are evidences of the existence of

Assalaamu’alaykum everyone, I dont recall when I actually started writing poems, but I know I did write them in Junior Highschool which I started in 1999. As of now, this may very well be among the earliest poems I wrote. Bu Djeniah was my head master in SDNP Kompleks IKIP (Elementary School). She was a

As goes the story of Thalhah With so much love to Aishah A love forbidden by Allah But he was guaranteed jannah As goes the story of Thalhah Married another woman for Allah While his heart remained for Aishah But he was steadfast for Allah As goes the story of Thalhah Stood by Aishah through

Your sweat pours full of regret You knew it will come to this These questions are very familiar But you have been distracted These questions are very familiar But you have been distracted You had all the time to find the answers It came across you many times What is a few moments feels like