Apocalypse Poem

Apocalypse Poem

Here is my poem in which I express a vision that I saw while the sleeper sees that I went on a visit to the blessed Al-Aqsa Mosque.
The vision was in January 2020 … When I woke up her number in poetry…
Where I arrived there before Fajr prayer I wandered through the halls of Al-Aqsa Mosque…

 

#عائد_الربعي
The vision gave me

 

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I am guided by the glow of light
I went to the glory to our maximum
On the night I visited, I was explained.
The light of the Duja – its glory – Dan – has shown us
Golden dome has been thrown tracer

 

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My heart has melted and sacrificed, I saw branches
The dome of the Most High as long as the majesty in it
I have decided to ask the merciful for our kindness

 

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Oh Doha of the soul, in you the prophets built
The glories of the glory of Sama and the heat is not Lana
O kiss that decorated the captives of the Prophet for her
All hearts walked with love with faith

 

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Being away from my Jerusalem makes me suffer
Is there a way tomorrow he threw it out of adultery?
When my longing invited me, I was wrapped
Najwa led me, she melted our tenderness
I spent the night free and at Al-Aqsa
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The vision led me to Jerusalem, Rihanna.
When I wanted a light, I followed the example
I realized a dancer carried by boys.

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I went to its walls in the morning
I swear to God he made it a title for victory
I looked cheerfully at a conquest that seemed to be our friend.
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Continue in the poem of the vision

I watched heroes reciting our Qur’an
I have wandered in the white courtyard celebrating
That range released my eyes as proof
Listen to the narrative of the victory preacher impromptu
A conquest of my free Jerusalem has appeared and I have

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I prayed in my Dome at dawn Al-Aqsa fever
I spent where the secret was and saw peers
I grew up in her morning and woke up cheerfully

 

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I saw the truth of glory at our end
I really realized that high air
And tomorrow the time of victory will come

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Hair:
Aidh Abdul latif Alrabai
Thursday 30TH January 2020