My house,
You miss me so much but when I come back to you, I chocked as I couldnot able to find anyone
Where is the people? wher are the dreams? where is the aim??
I just wonder, I only wonder
Who is right and who is wrong???
I find only some ruins and memories, but what about the truth???
I donot know. were we really the youth who dreamed in one day by progress for Islam.???
when I open the door to get my house, I was expected to hear the noise that i was adapted on previously. The sounda which were gift themselves for islam and moslims
Where are they now??? where????
I only find some ink on papers
Oh, My God take my hand and light the road for me.
Help me yarab and use me.
Donot let me alone.
Rehan
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