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For the Love of the Green

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The iconic Green Dome of Al-Masjid an-Nabawi in Medina, Saudi Arabia, with surrounding minarets.

We were all raised to long for this green

To love and live this dream day and night

To wait for it to come to life.

When at last we arrive, 

We wander and we are lost, 

Our eyes don’t blink, our souls are mesmerized 

To feel his kind existence, blended in Madinah’s gentle breeze, 

Our close friend whom we have never met, 

His name has comforted us, has kept our eyes wet. 

We listened to many poems

Praising him, peace be upon him,

Who has loved us and held us, ignoring our sins 

When at last we arrive, 

In the company of the Best Companion, 

Our words go static, our tongues freeze up, 

In front of the one who sought mercy for us

Us, the ruthless egotistic beings 

Brimming with hate and envy 

Our hearts overcast with guilt and sin 

Are we worthy of his love, his kind embrace? 

Are we worthy of choosing words that would match his grace?

Our tears flow, our hearts go slow, 

And in despair we ask for his prayer’s blow, 

In the shade of this green, 

Sweet and serene. 

Maryam is a nephrologist by profession living in a quaint little town of New Hampshire, US along with her husband & three kids. Her primary education is based in Pakistan followed by medical training in the US. She grew up in the vibrant city of Lahore with the immense love for Urdu literature intertwined between personal journals and medical textbooks. She has loved to use writing throughout her life as her best means of expression both in poetry and prose. She also shares an avid love for nature walks, cooking, along with finding joy & comfort in playing with interior design on slow days. She aspires to stay connected to the world of writing and reading with her blog inspired by life events, parenting and relationships & hopes to find more like minded souls where she can continue to grow.

4 Comments

  1. Wali Reply

    So truly depicts the state of a person who lived faraway from holy city and dreamt all the life long to have first glimpse of this GREEEN

  2. Madiha Reply

    Great great 👍👍👍👍👍👍 great…views and expressions with our eyes full of tears ..
    May Allah bless u more and more in this

  3. Naveed Amir Reply

    Dear Maryam, your poem about our savior Muhammad (PBUH) is truly heartfelt and beautifully written. It captured his kindness and wisdom in a way that was both inspiring and uplifting. May Allah bless you for sharing such a meaningful tribute. Aameen 🤲👍🤲, JazzakAllah Khair

  4. Kang Iskan Reply

    Reading this poem is like standing barefoot on sacred soil — where longing meets humility.

    The “green” that opens the poem — clearly referring to the Green Dome in Madinah — becomes a powerful symbol of a dream nurtured since childhood. A dream not just of arrival, but of nearness to the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ, the beloved we’ve never met, yet who feels closer than our own breath.

    The emotional shift from excitement to silent awe — “our words go static, our tongues freeze up” — captures a spiritual confrontation: with our own unworthiness, pride, sins, and longing. This inner turmoil reflects the paradox of being welcomed by a mercy so vast, while feeling so undeserving.

    Lines like:

    “Our close friend whom we have never met,
    His name has comforted us, has kept our eyes wet.”

    …are heartbreakingly tender. It reminds us that love for the Prophet ﷺ transcends time, geography, and even personal knowledge. It is a soul-to-soul connection, nurtured through salawat, stories, and poetry.

    And in the closing:

    “Our tears flow, our hearts go slow,
    And in despair we ask for his prayer’s blow,”

    — we see the highest kind of dependence: not on our own deeds, but on the du’a of the one who cried for us before we existed.

    This poem doesn’t just speak — it prays.

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