Gone is pain. Gone is fear. Gone is grief. Gone are tears

Poem on Jannah by Ammar Al-Shukry

Close your eyes and imagine this

Eternal bliss

Your every wish at your finger tips

and more;

Perched on a throne near a stream so serene and exquisite

A scene you've never seen

Yet you still dream of more;

Gone is pain

Gone is fear

Gone is grief

Gone are tears

Idle speech you shall never hear

and the prophets make up your social sphere

and more

the martyrs righteous and the truthful too

you are from them and they are from you

they hold tightly to what they know as true

and to join them you did too

there's more;

maidens chaste who restrain their gaze lost in a glance

for days and days

fun and frolic as a child plays

with the breath that leaves your lips is praise

of the one who gave you more

imagine you and your father which age is the same

imagine showing off your books with no shame

imagine nights with the sahabah with their stories to entertain

imagine Muhammad S.A.W knowing your name

what could be there more?

Gardens underneath which rivers flow

a goal so far and yet so close

a journey worth taking for those who know

tell me do you not wish to go, for more?

for all the bounties

for all the grace

for all the sights and the smells and the tastes

will be forgotten

without a trace

as if frozen in time and space

WHEN YOU SEE HIS FACE

what an excellent master of a misarable slave

you forgot and He forgave

He gave you guidance and you still strayed?

you asked for mercy that He gave

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and more

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