Will Jannah be a wondrous place;
Full of giggles, laughs, with a smiling face;
I wonder, oh Jannah, how fine your men and women will be;
So wonderously delightful, a sparkle for the eyes to see;
Is Jannah a universe that is altered to be our home;
Where we can act out our desires, shrieks, and moans?
Oh Jannah you are strange, are you a universe of eternal joy;
A place where people are high without drugs and drunk without toxins;
A universe of colors so elaborate and shiny;
Leaves shaped like elephant ears that take a thousand years to cross;
Rivers of drinks and hills covered in moss;
Beautiful men and women adorned in green;
Being so full of love; the most gorgeous things you’ve ever seen.
A universe that seems so hard to believe;
A garden of happiness, purity, and desire;
Where you are the ruler, king, queen, and sire;
This amazing garden of wondrous things;
Sounds like a window in a child’s dreams;
Jannah you are what people crave for every day;
Some can’t wait to die just to head your merry way;
But sometimes I can’t help but think to myself;
What if I don’t desire you, but desire the One who created you?
For someone to create a home for humanity with such beauty;
Imagine the Creator themselves.
What I would trade for you oh Jannah;
How nice it would be to lay at the throne.