||In Jannah||

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Jannah, a realm of boundless grace,

 Beyond words, its beauty we embrace

 Seven levels of heaven, a wondrous sight,

 Fruits, gems, and rivers, pure delight

Anything we ask for, there we attain,

 Imagination falls short, what else to gain?

 Inshallah, meeting Prophets, a divine deposit,

 No pain, no suffering, no ailment, no cost

A paradise serene, where hurts are no more, 

No wounds, no soreness, as we explore

 Radiant, we appear, as good Muslims we took,

 To earn this paradise, our final outlook

For everyone, Allah's gift so divine, 

A reunion with family, daughter, and son in line

This creation, our ultimate ending, 

In defense of this bliss, our faith unending



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