Eyes of the maiden
By Abu Khattab
An ocean so deep I can imagine in them,
Their lines so fine - my eyes do follow.
A mysterious trance you throw me in,
Your eyes so full unlike those that are hollow.
May I look into the abyss that my heart has felt?
A shyness no longer showers my stare.
Where have you come from and what is your name?
The eyes that you hold are an irresistible pair.
"Do you not remember what happened just now?
The striking of the enemy a tool to your path.
By the Decree of your Lord it led you to us,
Your abode in Paradise is the evident aftermath.
I am a fraction of your reward that is present here,
One of seventy-two that await your company.
But join me first for I've been longing forever,
Join me by your river of the milk and honey."
I remember, I remember – my brothers I've left,
A brother beside me was hit in his knee.
I woke up here – a place of beauty,
Barely within it yet I'm already free!
"So brave you were in the night and the cold,
A life of hardship you led with a roar.
Your eyes vernacular to the battles at hand,
The lion within you unleashed with a sword."
May I stroke your eyes with the tips of my wings?
The light from your face is surely so bright.
Your skin so tender I can tell from its look,
Surely my reward is a pleasant sight.
Your scent unlike nothing my sense has smelt,
An aroma so rich I can barely stay awake.
Where are the others? May I see them too?
My heart for a spouse surely did ache.
My mind still unable to comprehend your eyes,
A delicacy so mysterious – I'm lost for words.
Gazing upon me as I inhale your scent,
To describe you to the world they'd think it's absurd.
"We are yours and you are our martyr!
Our Lord has gifted you with maidens of Paradise.
Take us, inform us, and do what you like,
For indeed you have made the ultimate sacrifice."
That veil that covers your glowing face,
Worth more than the world and what it contained.
May I lower it to see what remains of your beauty?
A desire I longed for and now I've obtained.
The marrow in your calves I see beneath your garment,
An amazing beauty as I gaze upon this.
Such a fine creation that tantalizes the senses,
Such a fine opposite – an irresistible bliss.
I was told your saliva is unbelievable in itself,
It has the ability to make the oceans so sweet.
May I taste the reward and see for myself?
For surely my maiden, you, I'm pleased to meet!
"You flatter me with the words that you say to me,
For my gaze is yours and not for any other man.
Chaste and pure – all for your pleasure,
Do what you like because in Paradise you can.
We are guarded pavilions that only reveal,
Reveal ourselves to the eyes of our spouse.
Our desire is you - a man who has fallen,
Fallen for Allah and gained this house.
We do not seek to displease our husband,
Nor do we envy or annoy our martyr.
A pure bliss that is free from hardship,
The seekers of our likes our surely smarter."
Like rubies your are in terms of your beauty,
Such an exquisite look that drowns my eyes.
Your whiteness so clear and so bright it is,
Like a pearl from water before it dries.
Let me hold your hands and examine them,
Your skin so soft that I can rest my head.
No blemishes evident on its perfect surface,
Surely you are as my Lord has said.
No wonder why the women would envy,
Envy and become hostile towards you few.
For you make a man crumble down to his knees,
And take hold of his heart and give him his due.
Flawed you're not in the smallest of sense,
Like a perfect rose that grows from gold.
The smile you put on the face of mine,
Like an infinite horizon that fails to fold.
The light from your face will light the universe,
If you were to peek to see this world.
Your scent so enchanting it is a desire in itself,
All this coming from a glistering pearl.
No heart, no ear, or eye has sensed,
That which I see right in front of me.
A fraction of Paradise yet I'm already so happy,
Whatever I long for it'll surely be!
But my favourite reward I stare at now,
The wide eyes embedded in your glowing face.
Stare at me, talk to me, and fulfil my wishes,
Unwind my mind as if undoing lace.
The fine lines of black that surround your eyes,
Are elegant touches towards your beauty.
The tips of my wings follow its course,
What a priceless reward for fulfilling my duty.
Those eyes I keep in my mind and heart,
To only think of them is to touch them too.
Forever, eternally, I shall stare into them,
An abyss so deep – so heavy and blue.
What await my brothers is indeed so blissful,
And I rejoice for now while I await their time.
Their time to enter the Gardens of 'Adn,
And to meet their Lord, the Most High, the Sublime.
For now I enjoy my company in Paradise,
My life in the Gardens is no longer laden.
Free I am to do as I please,
But for now I stare into the eyes of my maiden.
By Abu Khattab
An ocean so deep I can imagine in them,
Their lines so fine - my eyes do follow.
A mysterious trance you throw me in,
Your eyes so full unlike those that are hollow.
May I look into the abyss that my heart has felt?
A shyness no longer showers my stare.
Where have you come from and what is your name?
The eyes that you hold are an irresistible pair.
"Do you not remember what happened just now?
The striking of the enemy a tool to your path.
By the Decree of your Lord it led you to us,
Your abode in Paradise is the evident aftermath.
I am a fraction of your reward that is present here,
One of seventy-two that await your company.
But join me first for I've been longing forever,
Join me by your river of the milk and honey."
I remember, I remember – my brothers I've left,
A brother beside me was hit in his knee.
I woke up here – a place of beauty,
Barely within it yet I'm already free!
"So brave you were in the night and the cold,
A life of hardship you led with a roar.
Your eyes vernacular to the battles at hand,
The lion within you unleashed with a sword."
May I stroke your eyes with the tips of my wings?
The light from your face is surely so bright.
Your skin so tender I can tell from its look,
Surely my reward is a pleasant sight.
Your scent unlike nothing my sense has smelt,
An aroma so rich I can barely stay awake.
Where are the others? May I see them too?
My heart for a spouse surely did ache.
My mind still unable to comprehend your eyes,
A delicacy so mysterious – I'm lost for words.
Gazing upon me as I inhale your scent,
To describe you to the world they'd think it's absurd.
"We are yours and you are our martyr!
Our Lord has gifted you with maidens of Paradise.
Take us, inform us, and do what you like,
For indeed you have made the ultimate sacrifice."
That veil that covers your glowing face,
Worth more than the world and what it contained.
May I lower it to see what remains of your beauty?
A desire I longed for and now I've obtained.
The marrow in your calves I see beneath your garment,
An amazing beauty as I gaze upon this.
Such a fine creation that tantalizes the senses,
Such a fine opposite – an irresistible bliss.
I was told your saliva is unbelievable in itself,
It has the ability to make the oceans so sweet.
May I taste the reward and see for myself?
For surely my maiden, you, I'm pleased to meet!
"You flatter me with the words that you say to me,
For my gaze is yours and not for any other man.
Chaste and pure – all for your pleasure,
Do what you like because in Paradise you can.
We are guarded pavilions that only reveal,
Reveal ourselves to the eyes of our spouse.
Our desire is you - a man who has fallen,
Fallen for Allah and gained this house.
We do not seek to displease our husband,
Nor do we envy or annoy our martyr.
A pure bliss that is free from hardship,
The seekers of our likes our surely smarter."
Like rubies your are in terms of your beauty,
Such an exquisite look that drowns my eyes.
Your whiteness so clear and so bright it is,
Like a pearl from water before it dries.
Let me hold your hands and examine them,
Your skin so soft that I can rest my head.
No blemishes evident on its perfect surface,
Surely you are as my Lord has said.
No wonder why the women would envy,
Envy and become hostile towards you few.
For you make a man crumble down to his knees,
And take hold of his heart and give him his due.
Flawed you're not in the smallest of sense,
Like a perfect rose that grows from gold.
The smile you put on the face of mine,
Like an infinite horizon that fails to fold.
The light from your face will light the universe,
If you were to peek to see this world.
Your scent so enchanting it is a desire in itself,
All this coming from a glistering pearl.
No heart, no ear, or eye has sensed,
That which I see right in front of me.
A fraction of Paradise yet I'm already so happy,
Whatever I long for it'll surely be!
But my favourite reward I stare at now,
The wide eyes embedded in your glowing face.
Stare at me, talk to me, and fulfil my wishes,
Unwind my mind as if undoing lace.
The fine lines of black that surround your eyes,
Are elegant touches towards your beauty.
The tips of my wings follow its course,
What a priceless reward for fulfilling my duty.
Those eyes I keep in my mind and heart,
To only think of them is to touch them too.
Forever, eternally, I shall stare into them,
An abyss so deep – so heavy and blue.
What await my brothers is indeed so blissful,
And I rejoice for now while I await their time.
Their time to enter the Gardens of 'Adn,
And to meet their Lord, the Most High, the Sublime.
For now I enjoy my company in Paradise,
My life in the Gardens is no longer laden.
Free I am to do as I please,
But for now I stare into the eyes of my maiden.
