This blog is all about my little sister, Asma, who lost her life in the battle against cancer on February 11, 2005 at the age of 12.

All About My Baby Sister, Asma

Feel free to pass this blog along to others, Insha'Allah. (To read the very first post/entry, click on "February 2005" under "Archives" and scroll all the way to the bottom and you should see the first entry). Please keep my parents and family in your dua'as. Jazak'Allah. May Allah reward all of you and keep you guys on the straight path. Ameen May Allah reunite us with Asma once again. Ameen

Thursday, July 28, 2005

In Memory of Asma Haq

Assalaamualaikum Warahmutallah,

I received this poem from a friend of mine. He received this poem through email from a person who wants to remain anonymous. It really touched my heart and really did make me want to cry. Before I post it up, I ask Allah Subhanawatalaa to reward and keep this person on the straight path. Ameen. I dont even know the person who wrote this. Subhana'Allah. Anyways, here it is:

In Memory of Asma Haq

I. Her once bright eyes were glazed over
as she watched the quiet tears
which dripped painfully
down her mother's face
she tried to read her brother's expression:
his heart torn- his doll did not understand
should not understand
he stroked her silky locks
looking into her youthful eyes
and then he looked away

II. She giggled as she leapt onto
the living room sofa
he chased after her,
his twinkling eyes betraying his feigned anger
his smooth beard neatly separated
into small ponytails
their tinkling laughter filled the small room
as she tugged at his feminine facial hair

III. He held her in his brotherly embrace
as she basked in the tranquility
of his deep, strong voice
delightfully met moments later
by the sweetness of her own
they peacefully harmonized,
enveloping each other in their warm presence
on a cold January night

IV. Her intent stare made him uneasy
seemingly naive interrogations made him quiver
"so what if I don't have my leg,
I can still hop on one foot"
amputation made his conscience squirm
and she laughed out loud

V. His concerned gaze scanned
his doll's innocent face
she looked up and ran her soft palms
to wipe the creases that formed
on his worried forehead
she moved aside the tyrannous tube
to plant a small kiss upon
the tear-stained crimson of his cheeks

VI. musty air greeted his nostrils
as he bent at her bedside
stroking her delicate fingers
and savoring the sweet chime of her voice
for a last time
her calmness was felt on shallow
breaths in the palm
her gaze dropped in quiet realization
and her dark eyelashes eclipsed
the soft light from her irises
she smelled faintly of a newborn

VII. white sheets failed to conceal
her timeless beauty
and fearful faces could not serve as barriers
to carefully planted kisses
they breathed in her calm presence
and quiet tears slipped down their faces

VIII. he nearly suffocated
as grief gripped his heart
quiet comprehension dimmed the light
as his piercing gaze penetrated his doll's lifeless form
knees weakened, his head met earth
cool water thrust his way as panic ensued
and reminiscence ripped him apart


Assalaamualaikum Warahmutallah.

5 Comments:

  • At Thursday, July 28, 2005 11:47:00 PM, Blogger Hijabi4Life said…

    subhanAllah...:'(

    that poem was beautifully written, mashaAllah...deep and very eloquent.

    I'm sure it brings back every single memory of your time with her and makes you reminisce...:(
    I hope you can find some source of strength and patience whenever that happens...

    may Allah swt make it easy for you and your family, and may He reunite you with your doll in Jannah. Ameen :'(

     
  • At Tuesday, August 02, 2005 4:20:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Assalam alaikum

    Subhanallah, that poem was very deep. May Allah give u sabr to help u overcome any hardships or burdens.May Allah grant her jannatul firdaws and gather yous in jannah insha'Allah, ameen

    Just one Question.. How old is Asmaa?
    Wassalam alaikum

     
  • At Tuesday, August 02, 2005 1:45:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Assalamu Alaikum,
    I had known about ur sisters condition but I just now recieved news about her passing :'(.

    May Allah (swt) make it easy for you and your family and grant her jannah. Ameen.

     
  • At Tuesday, August 02, 2005 11:45:00 PM, Anonymous Aysha said…

    Asma was 12. Alhumdulillah

     
  • At Thursday, August 04, 2005 5:22:00 AM, Anonymous {ISLAM} Our Way Of Life said…

    SuhanAllah..
    She sounded like such an open minded and wise girl. May Allah swt grant her the highest level of Jannah and may Allah swt give ur family sabr,ameen

    Wassalam alaikum

     

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