RABIATU BADAWIYYAH(Maiden of hearts)

this is a poem i wrote for my sick mom  (RABIATU BADAWIYYAH) . MY HER SOUL AND THAT OF OTHERS REST IN PARADISE.

RABIATU BADAWIYYAH (Maiden Of Hearts )
The birds sing your name
A beautiful maiden of Islam
Generosity resulted to your fame
Oh daughter of this land
-Mother for all
Heart of a baby
This is not a fall
Oh ladies' lady
-Your beautiful Shea buttered skin
Your beautiful tribal mark on your chin
Your beautiful white teeth when you smile
Wins the hearts of kings
-The magic in your cooking pot
Even in the absence of salt
Beats the "gong gong" a lot
And wins a home in every heart
-The hearts you've lit
the tears you've wiped
The mouths you've fed
Sings your name to "Baba"
-A broken pot
Needs to be replaced
But an ill Badawiyyah
Needs to be healed
Praying:
Oh lord of our forefathers
Bestow on her your favours
Touch Badawiyyah with your healing hands
Add her another chance
-Oh you ubiquitous (God)
Heal the wounds
Of numerous hearts
By bringing back out Badawiyyah
Crying:
Will you help me in prayer
Will you Ask the Boss: our Creator
Can you feel my pains in loud speaker
Then remember My Rabiatu in prayers
... ... ...
We've missed you Maa
Get well soon... AMEEN.

M.S.ATAALI FIRDAUS TIYUMLI

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