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Roses
Abu Thar Al-Halwaji

(O Allah!) Who is in a worse situation than me?

If I am, in this condition, transferred to the grave, I will not be able to relax and rest as I have not spun the carpet of good deeds to spread out there. Why should I not cry? Where am I heading to?

I find myself reduced. Ups and downs of life put me in disorder and confusion, and left me in a lurch. The wings of death flutter over me and give a tap on my back. So how could I stop tears?

I am sad on account of my departing soul.

I cry in fear of the darkness of the grave.

I cry in dread of the narrowing walls insout the dugout hole.

I cry in awe of the questioning of Munkar and Nakeer would direct of me.

I cry over my plight when I will come out naked, in shame, from my grave, loaded with burden on my back.

I will turn my eyes to my right, I will glance at my left. Behold! Everybody, lost in his own thoughts, will pay no attention to anyone


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