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The road

There was no mind or planning in it.

By Kisama Riyo Published about a year ago 3 min read

I was on a well-known road

And night and silence and terror shakes the entity and madness

And you don't hear or speak or feel

It's a haunted road

A haunted road and full of people without feelings

And frozen doors tightly closed

Not a word there to find friends

And don't talk about loved ones

I'm at night, my imagination took me to think

My imagination told me: People without a mind

Without thinking, without a word and no speaking

Imagine a donkey's pen

There was no mind or planning

And they continued to suffer the darkness and the night

And suddenly I looked, I saw there

A small window

I saw there a flash of light

Its light fights the darkness of the night

I was very happy, I ran and there I reached it without thinking

I said: Shall I sacrifice you, O face of goodness?

Your light appeared and the night triumphed

And I said words without planning

She said to me

May Allah reward you with all good

I arrived and saw the light of goodness

I am the word

I am the word, the foundation of the universe

And the name of the universe and the color of the drawing

And the light of the universe and all the universe

I am the word of a prophet and messenger

I am a word written by a wise man

In a noble handwriting

And recorded by balanced words

I am the word of a mad poet

He loves the word and shapes it

And beautifies it

And spreads it in the air enchanted

And he was mad and did not know, so he enchanted

And the word flies madly

And awakens the light in the minds

The minds of darkness were asleep

And accepted to live in the unknown

She woke up wondering: Is this talk reasonable?

I am the word that exists in all people

Even if one day they lost me

There is no word, no sentence, no compliment

Convey the feeling

I am a word created by the spirit

And if it visits a wounded patient

It heals all his wounds

I am a word written by art

And sung by a voice with melodies that touch the soul

I am a word with its wisdom that saves a soul

I am the key to every success

And they wrote me for you to read

And take it as a document and a law

And give the right to the oppressed

I am a word that restores the soul

And it was my secret and I was the soul

Yes, I am the word and I am the soul and I am the wisdom

And I am the light that you saw there

And opened an open path for you

The darkness that you fear and dread has not left you

I am your weapon and I am your tongue

I am the word

With wisdom your authority grows

And with it it becomes possible for you

To speak the truth without fear

I am the word

I tell you: "I am creation"

And my limits exceed the limit

I am the word

Written by time

The companions recorded the Quran

I am grateful, and if I studied

and read the biography and the Sunnah

God spoke to you with the word

God spoke to Moses

And so did Jesus, the Messenger of God

It was a word sent from God

And I say to you, look at the word

Look at the Quran, and how the word

Challenges in every age

And if they gathered everyone who was

They would not have made a verse of the Quran

The verse of our master Muhammad

May God bless him and grant him peace

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About the Creator

Kisama Riyo

I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.

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