Poem: Life after Death

[Gharib]

You only live once so sit back and enjoy​

No time for sorrows so fill it up with joy​

This way of thinking is totally wrong​

Our total existence is forever long​

Life is for eternity its stages are four​

The first is in the womb, but hold on there’s more​

The second is from birth until the moment we die​

The third takes place in the place where we lie​

Barzakh is it’s name until judgement day​

The fourth is eternity and in heaven we pray!​

The soul splits from the body at the time we die​

Then with the angel of death, they both will fly​

If the person is pious, the angel looks handsome​

And the wicked will wish, that they could ransom​

For the pious, the soul is taken on a piece of silk​

Eventually, they’re in heaven with rivers of milk​

The evil person’s soul is dragged out with pain​

Then they know, their life was in vain​

When Allah swt gives the order, the soul is returned​

Either to a bed of paradise, or else to be burned​

The soul is returned, while the family are grieving​

And then he is questioned while his loved ones are leaving​

At that time the person will be in such a state​

He is asked three questions which determine his fate​

He will be panicking, his heart full of fear​

When he sees the angels, Munkar and Nakeer​

He will be asked about his God, religion and what did he say​

About the person who appears in front of him that day​

That will be Muhammed SAWS, who can save us from hell​

The pious will recognize him, but others won’t tell​

After answering rightly they are saved from the ordeal​

Of the torments of the grave, which to us seem unreal​

Their grave is extended and in peace they stay​

They will praise Allah SWT and continue to pray​

A window of paradise is seen and they sleep in bliss​

Whereas the unbelievers grave becomes hell’s abyss​

Creatures are let loose on their fronts and back​

Their graves close in until their ribs will crack​

They are in constant agony until judgement day​

Nothing will help, it will be too late to pray​

They will know because of themselves, their future is wrecked​

But they won’t have a clue what to further expect​

For the believer , it passes like a good night’s sleep​

His good deeds have been done, the rewards he shall keep​

Judgement day will pass like the time for a prayer​

At the speed of light he crosses the bridge, thin as a hair​

And before he knows it, he is in paradise​

Whereas the unbeliever, will be paying his price​

This life is a journey, death isn’t the end​

Real life goes on, so don’t just pretend​

So prepare now, we’re not here to stay​

Follow Islam, the key is to pray​

Brothers and sisters take this advice​

You’ll be proud of yourself, when in paradise!​

 

[The Mercy]

thanks my brother

very useful poem

 

[janoun2003]

if u want know the real islam is only the HOLY QURAN dont look shia or suna

 

[Gharib]

if u want know the real islam is only the HOLY QURAN dont look shia or suna

what do you mean by this?

 

[The Mercy]

if u want know the real islam is only the HOLY QURAN dont look shia or suna

you're right but the Sunna is the second part of islam after Qur'an..
Shia is a wrong range deviated from the right path of islam.