Evening Whispers
My Son, the dawn approaches,
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My Son, the dawn approaches,
O' My Allah, what has happened?
Zuhayr ibn al-Qayn.
John bin Huwai.
Apakah erti risalah yang kuterima
I don’t trust the world to still be there,
An angelic moon
In these nights of Ramadan,
With the echoes of azan e fajr
In the shadows of Karbala, she stood tall,
If I were to die and be reborn into flesh,
I stand between the sun and the moon
I keep searching the dictionary for the perfect word for bravery
How a street turned silent