Armageddon

In the name of Allah the most beneficent and most merciful...

Coming home this winter is not worth.

The tiny leaves are yet to boom.

The old shed ones are still beneath.

And bushes are in good health.

The showers are still to log the bottom

& colonies are busy in the tasks to survive

Everyone is carrying  each one’s heart

Being prepared to overcome the starve.

The hard man is pulling the plow

The yields had gone very low

The flowing tears pray to the lord

To bless the land far and broad.

A little baby out of home

Building for her a paper boat

And waits for the waters to

Carry the dreams across roads.

And the day came when the flight of

The rain landed on the earth in the terrible way.

The Bushes departed from the Greens.

The colonies collapsed from the screen.

The voice of the hard remained as scream.

The paper boat left behind as a dream.

Coz.

The man misused the gifts of God

He had become the rude and fraud

His mind is filled with Evil thoughts

And was disobeying our Master’s words.

Oh Allah Almighty we beg you,

Please forgive our sins and Guide us to the Right path.