I Feel At Home

This piece is a dedication to a well-respected leader...

The city of London;
Runs through my nerves.
You called it home:
It’s royalty You preserved.
Your presence amongst us-
We know is not what we deserve.

To look upon your angelic being,
We know our eyes do not deserve;
Yet tears fall and blur the sight
Only to seek;
The image of Your bright light;
The blinding glimpse should You grant;
That is where -
Our path of forgiveness will start.

To hear words of angelic pure speech,
We know our ears do not deserve;
Yet the drums inside beat harder
Lean in further;
Because Your voice they yearn to hear;
Gather together from far and near;
Only to listen-
To Your verses where lies eternal shelter. 

On this territory:
You have seen an entire century,
But you always are our force of energy.

A hundred years:
You have lived and reined
In this materialistic world with us You remain.

And we are your top priority;
In all You do - in all You say -
This privilege we do not deserve.

Yet in all Your prayers
We are remembered;
This status we do not deserve.

Yet close to Your heart
We know we stay;
This place we do not deserve.

We pray:
Under Your beaming pure guidance ray.
With You to go on this path, this is our way.

Then to our city;

You came to our bay,
Close to us and not away;
This bounty we do not deserve.

Though we know
We are granted
More than we can understand �"

Though we know
We are given
More than we can hold in our hands �"

Though we know
So our actions have proven:
We should ask for no more;
We do not deserve.

We have arrived
At Your doorstep:
The entrance to harmony.
We are knelt
At Your feet:
The place of ultimate victory.
We knock
At Your door:
The gateway to our Elysium.
We reach for
Your hand:
The grasp of refuge from delirium.

You made Your home
In our city -
Where You hope to see us live in unity.
Your heart finds peace
In our city -
May our character follow direction of dignity.
May we be worthy of living
In this city -
While we have been given this opportunity.

May Allah keep You for all time,
Your health we pray to always be prime.
In Your shadow to the skies may we climb,
Kept in Your circle through all of time.

I pray for the acceptance
Of my humble rhyme,
May it be my attendance
For all coming absent time.

 

Reviews

[wafa]

yes you did Arwa, actually it is a sincere homage to a special person, coming from your heart, feel happy i just read before going to bed, feel happy to end a hectic day with such words,

i choosed those lines and i want to dedicate to the closest person to my heart, the person who loved me than any one else:

Yet in all Your prayers
We are remembered;
This status we do not deserve

Great Job Arwa... !!!

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