Bismillahirahmanirahim...

The heart. 
Sometimes its on the path so strong.
 A piece of flesh, yet it controls the whole body. 
So times it focus too much on this wordly life, 
which turns it both to a tired and exhausted heart.

So I give it up to you my Lord. 
Turn this heart to a lover of the Deen, 
to a worker of the next life, 
to a caring heart with pure intentions 
and to heart that never gets tired of coming closer to You,

 Ameen Ya Allah.

I miss to put my head on the sajaddah in the middle of the night.
I miss to talk to You.
I miss to crying in front of you,
I miss.

Forgive me Ya Allah.
For every prayer I had something other than You on my mind. 
For every time I was ungrateful for my blessings. 
For every time I failed to Praise You. 
For every moment I could have done more in Your Name and didn’t. 

I promise to try harder.
For me.
For my husband.
For my kids,