I am writing a YA novel, name "Enfee and the impossible Escape" and it's going to be published soon InshaAllah
I was sitting in the dark,
when something just clicked my mind,
which was not for mine line,
My brain said "You can do it"
My heart said "Gie it a try"
I told the society that laughed and said
"Trust me, You can not"
I threw the pen
A voice came of my God,
He said :
I am the one who decide,
What should be and what should not,
You can and that's what I decided for you,
I took the pen back
I don't know how, when it become Enfele!
That Merciful made it a appreciated one,
I rush towards my pray room,
Fell in Sujood
I started to cry and said
"I love you Allah, I Love you".
There’s power in words. Right now is the right time.
This is a poem about blood donation. We should donate blood in our life as a part of our duty towards society.
Modern politics is the self-seeking persons divine garden. It is the subject of elevation..