The face of his,

Was like a dark dreading cloud,

He asked himself whilst he cried,

How could i be deceived,

From the enemy i was notified?

This is Mr. Regret,

Who’s the rider of false ride.

Here living in the house of fire,

Now paying the price of his desires,

Endless pain forever going torture,

The severe punishment,

Mercilessly proctored;

Cursing himself for doing such deeds,

Misaligned to actual mission,

Running away from the false fears

Where the time spent faster,

Like a briskly F1 revolving tyre,

Where everything disappears in the mist,

You have done wrong so bear the cruel fist;

Hadn’t he derailed from the true path,

The path of Quran,

He would never be among the group of liars.

Now his eyes has seen all,

His ears has heard,

The commanding true King of all;

Mr Regrets crying for being so fool,

For disrespecting the commandments of The One,

screeching and begging for another time,

For another shot, for another turn;

Where he promised to do fine.

Plead not accepted by the Lord of the reckoning day,

Its the decision of the Lord,

Mr. Regret got to live by his miserable record.

The world is an exam,

An open book test,

Knowing the reality of one self,

Is the key of the chest;

Discriminating the right from wrong,

That is the challenge of the best.

But many of the souls was deceived by the temporary nest

As they never believed whats going to happen next!

The world of ‘present’ is the making of ‘never ending future’

I understand this,

From the holy Quranic scripture;

You must read this,

As this is the only way,

To get the real picture.

This is my proof of being your friend,

I wanna see you smiling,

Till every end;

May none of us over looked the fact,

So that we never ashamed of our act,

I have written this poem for you to say,

I love you so much,

That I don’t want you to be Mr. Regret.