I met a guy in haram way, Cloaked in angel wings- he was a devil to lead me astray.
His sweet words I thought were true,
What his true intentions were I had no clue.
I was becoming his slave and he my master,
I was turning away from Allah first slowly and then faster.
I forgot my true lord and his innumerable blessings,
I considered myself nothing but best and every calamity as a testing.
Every day the devil dragged me closer to hell,
But soon enough I heard a bell.
It was of the adhaan, the muzzan called, “hayya al falah”, he called.
I realized it has been days since my last prayer, I realized that I had my true love,
Fear gripped my heart and guilt rushed through my veins, My boyfriend- a devil not a saint.
I remembered my parents always guiding me, I was backstabbing them, but I was blind- I couldn’t see.
I was sinking into quick sand of sins,
I found myself helpless like a fish scrapped out of its fins.
I ran my eyes looking for a soul to hold my hand,
Someone who could guide me back home from this deserted land.
I picked up the holy Quran covered with dust,
For it was the only cure for my heart covered with rust.
“Allah is oft forgiving and most merciful “I read, T
hat revived my soul and I prayed.
I wept several hours for forgiveness, I was sure to find his mercy.
I picked up my cell and bid goodbye to the devil,
Lest, I never felt so relaxed up to this level.
I rushed into my parent’s room: to my mom praying,
“O! Allah guide my children “I could hear her pleading.
I ran to her and kept her head on my lap, Thank you Allah for guiding me back.
