
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
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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