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Plz spare sometime and read this.
It was early in the morning at four, When death knocked upon a bedroom door, At once, the man began to shiver, As one sweating in deadly fever, Please go away, O Angel of Death! Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet. The angel knocked again and again, Friend! I'll take your life without a pain, Bewildered, the man began to cry, O Angel I'm so afraid to die, Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said, Open the door; get up from your bed, The man held a gun in his right hand, Ready to defy the Angel's stand. By now the Angel was in the room, Saying, O Friend! Prepare for you doom. Why are you afraid! Tell me O man, To die according to Allah's plan? O Angel! I bow my head in shame, I had no time to take Allah's Name. Allah's command I never obeyed, Nor five times a day I ever prayed. The Hajj was already FARD on me, But I would not part with my money. Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine, With flirting women I sat to dine. The Laws of Quran I will obey, I'll begin SALAT this very day. I will refrain from usury, And give all my wealth to charity, We Angels do what Allah demands, We cannot go against His commands. I'm afraid this moment is your last, Now be reminded, of your past, You lived in this world, two score and more, Never did you, your people adore. Your two ill-gotten, female offspring, In nightclubs, for livelihood they sing. You ignored the Mua'dhin Adhaan, Nor did you read the Holy Quran. From hoarded goods, great profits you made, And your poor workers, you underpaid. You ate vitamins and grew more fat, With the very sick, you never sat. O Human, you have done enough wrong, You bought good properties for a song. Paradise for you? I cannot tell, Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell. The ending however, is very sad, Eventually the man became mad O Reader! Take moral from here, You never know, your end may be near Who is there? The sleeping one cried. I'm Malaikat Maut, let me inside. He shouted to his sleeping wife, Don't let him take away my life. My family on me depends, Give me a chance, O please prepense! Tis your soul Allah requires, I come not with my own desire. Your comments on POEM! I'll give you gold and be your slave, Don't send me to the unlit grave. If you do not allow me in, I will walk through it, like a Jinn. I'll point my gun, towards your head, You dare come in; I'll shoot you dead. Foolish man, Angels never die, Put down your gun and do not sigh. Come smile at me, do not be grim, Be Happy to return to Him. From morning till dusk, I made my wealth, Not even caring for my health. A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went, But no time had I to repent. All charities I did ignore, Taking usury more and more. O Angel! I appeal to you, Spare my life for a year or two. My Fast and Hajj, I will complete, And keep away from self-conceit. Wine and wenches I will detest, Allah's oneness I will attest. Death is ordained for everyone, Father, mother, daughter or son. I do understand your fears, But it is now too late for tears. Your parents, you did not obey, Hungry beggars, you turned away. Instead of making more Muslims, You made your children non-Muslims. Breaking promises all your life, Backbiting friends, and causing strife. Horses and cards were your leisure, Moneymaking was your pleasure. A pint of blood you never gave, Which could a little baby save? When the farmers appealed to you, You did not have mercy, tis true. There is no time for you to repent, I'll take your soul for which I am sent. With a cry, he jumped out of bed, And suddenly, he fell down dead. Change your living and make amends For heaven, on your deeds depends. May ALLAH TA'AlA bless u and ur Family.
Plz spare sometime and read this.
It was early in the morning at four, When death knocked upon a bedroom door, At once, the man began to shiver, As one sweating in deadly fever, Please go away, O Angel of Death! Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet. The angel knocked again and again, Friend! I'll take your life without a pain, Bewildered, the man began to cry, O Angel I'm so afraid to die, Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said, Open the door; get up from your bed, The man held a gun in his right hand, Ready to defy the Angel's stand. By now the Angel was in the room, Saying, O Friend! Prepare for you doom. Why are you afraid! Tell me O man, To die according to Allah's plan? O Angel! I bow my head in shame, I had no time to take Allah's Name. Allah's command I never obeyed, Nor five times a day I ever prayed. The Hajj was already FARD on me, But I would not part with my money. Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine, With flirting women I sat to dine. The Laws of Quran I will obey, I'll begin SALAT this very day. I will refrain from usury, And give all my wealth to charity, We Angels do what Allah demands, We cannot go against His commands. I'm afraid this moment is your last, Now be reminded, of your past, You lived in this world, two score and more, Never did you, your people adore. Your two ill-gotten, female offspring, In nightclubs, for livelihood they sing. You ignored the Mua'dhin Adhaan, Nor did you read the Holy Quran. From hoarded goods, great profits you made, And your poor workers, you underpaid. You ate vitamins and grew more fat, With the very sick, you never sat. O Human, you have done enough wrong, You bought good properties for a song. Paradise for you? I cannot tell, Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell. The ending however, is very sad, Eventually the man became mad O Reader! Take moral from here, You never know, your end may be near Who is there? The sleeping one cried. I'm Malaikat Maut, let me inside. He shouted to his sleeping wife, Don't let him take away my life. My family on me depends, Give me a chance, O please prepense! Tis your soul Allah requires, I come not with my own desire. Your comments on POEM! I'll give you gold and be your slave, Don't send me to the unlit grave. If you do not allow me in, I will walk through it, like a Jinn. I'll point my gun, towards your head, You dare come in; I'll shoot you dead. Foolish man, Angels never die, Put down your gun and do not sigh. Come smile at me, do not be grim, Be Happy to return to Him. From morning till dusk, I made my wealth, Not even caring for my health. A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went, But no time had I to repent. All charities I did ignore, Taking usury more and more. O Angel! I appeal to you, Spare my life for a year or two. My Fast and Hajj, I will complete, And keep away from self-conceit. Wine and wenches I will detest, Allah's oneness I will attest. Death is ordained for everyone, Father, mother, daughter or son. I do understand your fears, But it is now too late for tears. Your parents, you did not obey, Hungry beggars, you turned away. Instead of making more Muslims, You made your children non-Muslims. Breaking promises all your life, Backbiting friends, and causing strife. Horses and cards were your leisure, Moneymaking was your pleasure. A pint of blood you never gave, Which could a little baby save? When the farmers appealed to you, You did not have mercy, tis true. There is no time for you to repent, I'll take your soul for which I am sent. With a cry, he jumped out of bed, And suddenly, he fell down dead. Change your living and make amends For heaven, on your deeds depends. May ALLAH TA'AlA bless u and ur Family.
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