Tahajjud

July 4, 2012 § 17 Comments

Dark and silent nights
On the mat of love I sit
Could we ever be lovers?

: Night air is chilling
Tears of regret come rolling
Unworthy of your kindness

: Stillness of the night
I stood still ever with hope
Your Mercy and Grace

: Streaks of warm dawn lights
Intimacy nears its end
Sadly I depart

Hopefully, our tender moments will continue, everlastingly. By Your Mercy, Grace and Blessings.

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