>It was early in the morning at four,
>When death knocked upon a bedroom door,
>Who is there? The sleeping one cried.
>I'm Malakul Mawt, let me inside.
>At once, the man began to shiver,
>As once sweating in deadly fever,
>He shouted to his sleeping wife,
>Don't let him take away my life.
>Please go away, O Angel of Death!
>Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet.
>My family on me depends,
>Give me a chance, O please prepense!
>The angel knocked again and again,
>Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,
>Tis your soul Allah requires,
>I come not with my own desire.
>Bewildered, the man began to cry,
>O Angel I'm so afraid to die,
>I'll give you gold and be your slave,
>Don't send me to the unlit grave.
>Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said,
>Open the door; get up from your bed,
>If you do not allow me in,
>I will walk through it, like a Jinn.
>The man held a gun in his right hand,
>
>Ready to defy the Angel's stand.
>I'll point my gun, towards your head,
>You dare come in; I'll shoot you dead.
>By now the Angel was in the room,
>Saying, O Friend! Prepare for you doom.
>Foolish man, Angels never die,
>Put down your gun and do not sigh.
>Why are you afraid! Tell me O man,
>To die according to Allah's plan?
>
>Come smile at me, do not be grim,
>Be Happy to return to Him.
>O Angel! I bow my head in shame,
>I had no time to take Allah's Name.
>From morning till dusk, I made my wealth,
>Not even caring for my health.
>Allah's command I never obeyed,
>Nor five times a day I ever prayed.
>A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went,
>
>But no time had I to repent.
>The Hajj was already FARD on me,
>But I would not part with my money.
>All charities I did ignore,
>Taking usury more and more.
>Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine,
>With flirting women I sat to dine.
>O Angel! I appeal to you,
>Spare my life for a year or two.
>The Laws of Qur'an I will obey,
>I'll begin SALAT this very day.
>My Fast and Hajj, I will complete,
>And keep away from self-conceit.
>I will refrain from usury,
>And give all my wealth to charity,
>Wine and wenches I will detest,
>Allah's oneness I will attest.
>We Angels do what Allah demands,
>We cannot go against His commands.
>
>Death is ordained for everyone,
>Father, mother, daughter or son.
>I'm afraid this moment is your last,
>Now be reminded, of your past,
>I do understand your fears,
>But it is now too late for tears.
>You lived in this world, two score and more,
>Never did you, your people adore.
>Your parents, you did not obey,
>
>Hungry beggars, you turned away.
>Your two ill-gotten, female offspring,
>In nightclubs, for livelihood they sing.
>Instead of making more Muslims,
>You made your children non-Muslims.
>You ignored the Mua'dhin Adhaan,
>Nor did you read the Holy Quran.
>Breaking promises all your life,
>Backbiting friends, and causing strife.
>
>From hoarded goods, great profits you made,
>And your poor workers, you underpaid.
>Horses and cards were your leisure,
>Moneymaking was your pleasure.
>Vitamins and grew more fat,
>With the very sick, you never sat.
>A pint of blood you never gave,
>Which could a little baby save?
>O Human, you have done enough wrong,
>
>You bought good properties for a song.
>When the farmers appealed to you,
>You did not have mercy, tis true.
>Paradise for you? I cannot tell,
>Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell.
>There is no time for you to repent,
>I'll take your soul for which I am sent.
>The ending however, is very sad,
>Eventually the man became mad
>
>With a cry, he jumped out of bed,
>And suddenly, he fell down dead.
>O Reader! Take moral from here,
>You never know, your end may be near
>Change your living and make amends
>For heaven, on your deeds depends.
>If this poem inspires you,
>It can help someone too.
>At least take sometime, and do not make it ban
>And send it to as many people as u can
>When death knocked upon a bedroom door,
>Who is there? The sleeping one cried.
>I'm Malakul Mawt, let me inside.
>At once, the man began to shiver,
>As once sweating in deadly fever,
>He shouted to his sleeping wife,
>Don't let him take away my life.
>Please go away, O Angel of Death!
>Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet.
>My family on me depends,
>Give me a chance, O please prepense!
>The angel knocked again and again,
>Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,
>Tis your soul Allah requires,
>I come not with my own desire.
>Bewildered, the man began to cry,
>O Angel I'm so afraid to die,
>I'll give you gold and be your slave,
>Don't send me to the unlit grave.
>Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said,
>Open the door; get up from your bed,
>If you do not allow me in,
>I will walk through it, like a Jinn.
>The man held a gun in his right hand,
>
>Ready to defy the Angel's stand.
>I'll point my gun, towards your head,
>You dare come in; I'll shoot you dead.
>By now the Angel was in the room,
>Saying, O Friend! Prepare for you doom.
>Foolish man, Angels never die,
>Put down your gun and do not sigh.
>Why are you afraid! Tell me O man,
>To die according to Allah's plan?
>
>Come smile at me, do not be grim,
>Be Happy to return to Him.
>O Angel! I bow my head in shame,
>I had no time to take Allah's Name.
>From morning till dusk, I made my wealth,
>Not even caring for my health.
>Allah's command I never obeyed,
>Nor five times a day I ever prayed.
>A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went,
>
>But no time had I to repent.
>The Hajj was already FARD on me,
>But I would not part with my money.
>All charities I did ignore,
>Taking usury more and more.
>Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine,
>With flirting women I sat to dine.
>O Angel! I appeal to you,
>Spare my life for a year or two.
>The Laws of Qur'an I will obey,
>I'll begin SALAT this very day.
>My Fast and Hajj, I will complete,
>And keep away from self-conceit.
>I will refrain from usury,
>And give all my wealth to charity,
>Wine and wenches I will detest,
>Allah's oneness I will attest.
>We Angels do what Allah demands,
>We cannot go against His commands.
>
>Death is ordained for everyone,
>Father, mother, daughter or son.
>I'm afraid this moment is your last,
>Now be reminded, of your past,
>I do understand your fears,
>But it is now too late for tears.
>You lived in this world, two score and more,
>Never did you, your people adore.
>Your parents, you did not obey,
>
>Hungry beggars, you turned away.
>Your two ill-gotten, female offspring,
>In nightclubs, for livelihood they sing.
>Instead of making more Muslims,
>You made your children non-Muslims.
>You ignored the Mua'dhin Adhaan,
>Nor did you read the Holy Quran.
>Breaking promises all your life,
>Backbiting friends, and causing strife.
>
>From hoarded goods, great profits you made,
>And your poor workers, you underpaid.
>Horses and cards were your leisure,
>Moneymaking was your pleasure.
>Vitamins and grew more fat,
>With the very sick, you never sat.
>A pint of blood you never gave,
>Which could a little baby save?
>O Human, you have done enough wrong,
>
>You bought good properties for a song.
>When the farmers appealed to you,
>You did not have mercy, tis true.
>Paradise for you? I cannot tell,
>Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell.
>There is no time for you to repent,
>I'll take your soul for which I am sent.
>The ending however, is very sad,
>Eventually the man became mad
>
>With a cry, he jumped out of bed,
>And suddenly, he fell down dead.
>O Reader! Take moral from here,
>You never know, your end may be near
>Change your living and make amends
>For heaven, on your deeds depends.
>If this poem inspires you,
>It can help someone too.
>At least take sometime, and do not make it ban
>And send it to as many people as u can