Oh! My Lord cocktail faces are now everywhere!
Yes! I am also from somewhere…
Looking for bright sight!
But, dark souls have wounded this sight!
I can go to reconciliatory…
But, they won’t come out crucially!
Help me! In this self war…
So that, my soul can feel clime!
This lovely nature has to crumble one day…
Now, show me my mirror like, way…
From this negligence, drag me out!
Where I could see the real sight…
Too much compelled I am for this need!
In the world of lost, I could feel you in every deed…
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Ardhal Al-ʿUmr: Vulnerability Unveiled
The Qur’an presents human life as a divinely ordained journey beginning with weakness, passing through strength and maturity, and eventually...
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