Another oumaima? nay - other's Ameama!
Another oumaima? nay - other's Ameama! - Part 1 She's healed, to God kneeled.. ' Lips sealed !, but many a hearts appealed... This neglect of intellect leaves few appalled... Music's magic called, her fitrah mauled... The heathen's harrow she hauled... The devil shall seethe the day she comes to breathe... But today's ever 'morrow stays my silent sorrow... A rare firefly, a flickered belie... but to choke a fume, noxious tis and for naught? time isn't bought, it's lent so never be hell-bent; this have we been taught.... Lest best ye' shaytaan, his smokescreen to wreathe... Would you still believe or belie? Another oumaima? nay - other's Ameama! - Part 2 The moon wanes when she feigns... faulters thy equivocation, exposed bare by false invocation... generations to entire nations veered by veneration to indignation... to leave the sunnah's moderation for innovation, fearing the ignoramous' social isolation leaves none worthy of angeli...