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In the Name of God, the Merciful, the Beneficent


YA ALLAH


All praises are for you Allah, how I hope that you are
there.


For sinful though I know I
am, your displeasure I can not bear.


Never, till this moment,
did I realize how much I've strayed.


Never till now was I more
conscious off all those times when I should have prayed.


For sins are like heavy
baggage, that one carries through life, the airport.


Why didn't I realize
sooner that this earth is but a place of sport?


Ya Allah! Forgive
me. Save me from the fire of Hell.


Forgive me as you did my
parents, from Jan'ah though they fell.


Ya Allah! Protect
me. From myself for my soul is weak.


Let me not falter ever,
for Jan'ah is the abode I seek.


Ya Allah! Please
help me. For I don't understand and thus I fear.


What happened to all those
moments when I never doubted that you were near?


My actions once were
guided, by my faith which, once, was strong.


Ya Allah! Please
guide me. What happened? What went wrong?


Each footstep that I used
to take, I took with you ever near my side.


The Qur'an was my faithful
companion, Rasoolallah my beloved guide.


How I yearn for those
bygone days Allah, for I know that the day comes near.


When we'll each receive
our just rewards, and the truth will stand sparkling clear.


Life is like a spider's
web Allah, we get caught in its tricky snare.


So thoroughly are we
disillusioned, time for salat we can not spare.


I sit here and I wonder,
Ya Allah! Why did I fall so low?


What happened to my faith
Allah? Where did my Iman go?


In this earthly life of
ours, so often does sin seem right.


Falsehood seems to be the
truth, as if days are confused with night.


Man is an imperfect
creature. And thus, man shall always wrong.


For the road to Jan'ah is
rocky, and the journey seems awfully long.


Ya Allah! Our creator, we
are all just pieces of clay.


Please help us with our
steps in life, and let us not loose our way.


All praises are for you
Allah, I know that you are near.


I know that you have read
my heart, and my words I know you hear.


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