You were sitting there, on the couch,
Well dressed, smart, no slouch
With hair well-trimmed and glasses neat,
The beard just made it all the more sweet.
Your shy smile and your gaze at the floor –
I knew it then that there is more.
With our Mahrams right there with us,
We discussed our interests and what suits us.
The conversation lasted for just a few minutes,
Enough to help us get our tickets
To start this movie of life and adventure
With each other as companions, we write our own scripture.
With the will of Allah (swt) comes opportunity,
And the aid too comes from Allah (swt) only.
Istikhara, my family and my instincts
Helped me make a decision remarkable and distinct.
Little did I know you are the light to my dark,
The answer to my prayers, my own benchmark.
You held me, helped me took all my faults,
You converted them all and gave me exalts.
Alhamdulillah, you are the coolness of my eyes,
My guardian now and the reason for my smile.
You encourage me to work hard and pursue high goals
For this life and hereafter and to perfect my loopholes.
You are pious, caring, sometimes panic, mostly calm,
May your knowledge increase as a student of Islam.
You love to teach and correct what’s wrong,
You made me a better Muslim and human being along.
You care for your grandmother, aunt and mom,
You strengthen ties of kinship, maintain your Salah and Saum.
You are honest and brave and provide for me,
Your love is as big as a wide open sea.
You keep your promise and never fake one,
Whatever you say, I consider it already done.
You give me space with my friends and family,
You are the reason for my growing personality.
You share with me the highlights of the day
And discuss the details too with energy and play.
You invest time in our religion and relationship –
I pray I enter Jannah with you in my companionship.
You know how to balance work and family life,
You are active, sporty and want the same from your wife.
You are intelligent and cute, smart and funny, too,
You are my tall, dark and handsome, my price charming in blue.
You wipe away my tears, understand my pain,
You deal with my tantrums with no complain.
I shout, I cry in anger, I flare,
With you I am myself, none to you I compare.
We both make mistakes, fight for many reasons,
Like any married couple, we have our fall seasons.
But either apologizes and the other one follows,
Ask Allah (swt) for forgiveness, or else we are just hollows.
I never thought I could write again, to myself I swore
Or feel for a poem, like I used to before.
It is the thought of you that I sit after years, today
To compose a poem, hope it suits you I pray.
Love gets it started, mercy keeps it going.
Every day it blossoms, may Allah (swt) keep us growing.
In health and wealth, and success may we have Barakah,
Protect us from evil eye, sins and grant us Tawbah.
To my better half, my knight in shining armour
This poem is a mere symbol of my endeavour
For all the love and respect I have for you,
And the Jannah I yearn for you and me, too.