malalai khan

There will come a day
There will come an end,
When we will forget our families,
Our closest friends. 

When every leaf
From the divine tree falls,
And the angel lifts each spirit,
All done at His call.

With blood and tears 
Shall the earth seep,
For all those souls 
Shall be reaped.

Everyone will die
All life will begone,
But to a new beginning
A revived dawn.

And once again 
Every soul shall reborn,
And fight for Him
When the trumpet is blown. 

And then at last
The battle will be fought,
To decide the fate
Of whom shall rot.

If they committed sin
And sided with Satan,
They shall not even be given 
The chance to dream of Heaven.

In the damned Hellfire 
In the eternal flame,
They shall burn and
Be put to shame.

As for those who did
Follow the sacred light,
They shall be safe
From the unholy plight.

Worthy of a place
In the gardens of Eden,
Where they shall cherish
An immortal spring season.

P.S. I haven’t written this poem to judge anyone. I do not know the fate of anyone in the world. I am but a mortal poetess just scribbling any idea that comes to my mind. No-one in the world is the judge of anyone else. Everyone is equal and independent of one another, no matter what class, culture, colour, creed or religion they are. This poem was not written in offence to any of them.

I wrote this poem solely due to inspiration for I was running out of prompts at that time. Peace out. ✌🏻🕊☮🌼✨