How long has it been
Since I read Quran?
Was it last month,
Or since Ramadan?
I have placed it somewhere on my shelf,
And I keep reminding myself,
I should read again
To feel free, from all this pain.
My heart craves to read God’s word,
But I catch myself getting busy with this world.
The Quran’s cover has turned dusty,
And my soul has turned rusty.
When I finally pick it up
There is nothing that can stop me,
From finally feeling free,
Because all the words are dedicated to me.
The words are dedicated to you too,
As long as you read it with your heart,
Not only going through.
