"VIVID DREAM"
In a bustling realm, where people unite,
Amidst prayers, a serene sight,
We, as two souls, in devotion bound,
In a crowded place, love's essence found.
He stands before me, in prayer deep,
On my left side, our faith's sweep,
So close, his prayer mate touches mine,
In this sacred space, our spirits align.
The Imam's voice fades, lost in the air,
Namaz concludes, hearts filled with care,
But I long for more, to continue my plea,
With perseverance, I offer Nafilah, silently.
He finishes his prayer, watching me there,
From the corner of his eye, love's gentle stare,
As I bow into Sajdah, seeking solace divine,
He places his hand, on my forehead fine.
Brushing fingers, his touch so tender,
A gesture of affection, warm and slender,
Twice I try, hoping he'll understand,
Yet he persists, his hand in a guiding stand.
With boldness, I take his hand in mine,
Twirling together, in a graceful line,
Creating space for my Sajdah's embrace,
A tranquil moment, in this sacred place.
In prostration, my heart finds peace,
His grip tightens, love's sweet release,
My heart swells, touched by this act,
His warmth, a flame that never lacks.
Beyond solace, a feeling profound,
In each prayer, a love so profound,
Wishing to pause time, to make it endure,
An everlasting bond, forever pure.
Every heartbeat whispers Alhamdulillah,
Grateful for this love, beyond measure,
In a crowded place, where two hearts entwine,
Our souls united, in love's eternal shrine.
Meeم A’yن
