I thought it was love and would forever last,
My hero he was supposed to be but some hero he turned out to be,
Little did I know he would be the sorrow and destruction of my life,
The one who'd slash my heart with a knife;
Now as I write this poem, I have nothing here,
Except tears, guilt and shame,
O Allah help me,
To me it was just a fun game.
Now I understand why You told us to lower the gaze,
Now I understand why free mixing isn't the latest craze,
O my Allah so Merciful and Almighty is He,
Help me through these bad times and forgive me...
- Aliya Rashid