“Rasha Al-Hussaini, an Arts graduate by qualification has been a faculty at Al-Azhar University of Cairo. Her artistic quotient has been quite evident in the various forms of art which includes a novel, poetry collection and a poetic drama.”
Poetess From Egypt
My heart is missing your great house
On your hounrable holy land
From here I smill the scent
Of musk in its dust and sand
Oh Allah call me to come
Give me a chance to cry to hymn
Descend me in your sacred place
To gain the forgiveness and purify
My heart to shine my face
My heart will run before my legs chase
Oh Allah I need your tenderness
Your mercy,your protection and forgiveness
I’m alone without you
I have lost ,who save me who??
Without your mercy
What can I do??
I was dreaming,but now I know, I know.
I miss you ya Muhammad
Peace be upon you
Peace be upon you
Ya Habib Allah
Ya Nabi Allah
May Allah grant me your intercession
After my following your path, your mession
There is no God but Allah
And Muhammad is the messenger of Allah
Labik ya Allah
Labik ya Allah
Assuplication of my heart
As a child during the moment of birth,
Crying, scared from the start,
From this point,from this part,
The earth was created
And my sins must not be repeated,
I will do the best
Cause my life is my serious test,
We run sometimes to stop,
We go down thinking we are on the top,
Who collects us from dust like the lop,
Who guilds our souls to rise us to the top,
The question is here,
The answer still there,
In the holy land of bakkah,
The answer should be near,
The answer will be near.
Written by: Rasha Al-Hussaini, Egypt
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