Is this the name of life ???
in fact.....
I just want to improve myself,
Want to feel like hitting him,
Hoping for the pleasure of him,
Hoping and hoping.
I step foot slowly,
I began to leave my habit,
Where that activity is just plunging me,
To the valleys of regret,
Various temptations,
Various obstacles,
Even thousands of challenges increasingly approaching me.
Each day given a gift,
A mockery to scorn,
Too piercing in my ears.
Losing friends,
friend,
Even also until the beloved lover I never felt.
Subhanalloh .......
Myself always arise asked ???
What is the meaning of my life is this ?????
But be aware,
This is the name of the struggle !!!
Emigrate to pleasure
I was pensive for a moment,
My life story is bad ???
Even BAD BANGETTT !!!
Yes, that's why this self wants to open a clean new sheet like a pearl.
It's clear I'm just a dust grain,
Who do not know when my life is over,
Who do not know when my breath will stop,
Which I feel,
Every second of my life decreases,
Which is increasingly old days of course,
However,
SINS this self is increasingly ADDED.
Inna lillah,
This self is just a sinful liar,
Past even now,
But I know You are great ghaffur,
Which is certainly the most forgiving,
That's what my foundation for me to build momentum to open this new page,
I used to ignore your commands,
Rarely do I stand worship,
even,,,
To not know what it is worship,
Pray only I live just a duty,
Beautiful paintings in al quran I can only see,
Not ever whose name until pervasive,
But I know,
You are fattah,
Which of course also the opening of grace,
So I decided to continue my big project.
Someone must have a life story,
Or what we often call a past,
Whether it's beautiful to the very worst,
but on the other side,
There are times when the prince of guidance comes to us,
He would always come to us,
However ,,,
We ignore it a lot,
Which we usually do is,
waiting for a long time,
Certainly waiting when the prince of hidayah comes to us,
But if we realize,
Hidayah it is not just awaited,
but,,,,
Should we go to get it ,,,
No gituh ,,,
When you have tapped this heart,
Want to sense directly I open this heart door wide,
But what reality is there ???
We remain indifferent regardless of his presence,
then,
Before it's too late,
When the opportunity came again,
Then quickly open the width of the door,
Let and invite the prince hidayah tuk enter and dominate our hearts,
Rest assured ,,,
If we ignore something because of god,
Then Allah will surely respond,
Reply with something else,
Which is certainly far more beautiful than anything before.
Need to ponder,
All things need a process,
Need time,
Not to forget anyway,
A genuine struggle that always nurtures,
Cherish him-he who wants to continue his builder,
Do not just talk behind her,
On the grounds of his dark past,
the bad one,
Full of sinful black valleys,
Try to understand,
Try to understand,
Thank goodness if you want to trace his struggle,
Reach for this Olympic medal,
And be the champion !!!!!
WHOEVER SINCERELY DOES IT, WILL GET IT
LA ILAHA ILLA ANTA SUBHANAKA INNI KUNTU MIN ADZOLIMIN.
AMIN.
in fact.....
I just want to improve myself,
Want to feel like hitting him,
Hoping for the pleasure of him,
Hoping and hoping.
I step foot slowly,
I began to leave my habit,
Where that activity is just plunging me,
To the valleys of regret,
Various temptations,
Various obstacles,
Even thousands of challenges increasingly approaching me.
Each day given a gift,
A mockery to scorn,
Too piercing in my ears.
Losing friends,
friend,
Even also until the beloved lover I never felt.
Subhanalloh .......
Myself always arise asked ???
What is the meaning of my life is this ?????
But be aware,
This is the name of the struggle !!!
Emigrate to pleasure
I was pensive for a moment,
My life story is bad ???
Even BAD BANGETTT !!!
Yes, that's why this self wants to open a clean new sheet like a pearl.
It's clear I'm just a dust grain,
Who do not know when my life is over,
Who do not know when my breath will stop,
Which I feel,
Every second of my life decreases,
Which is increasingly old days of course,
However,
SINS this self is increasingly ADDED.
Inna lillah,
This self is just a sinful liar,
Past even now,
But I know You are great ghaffur,
Which is certainly the most forgiving,
That's what my foundation for me to build momentum to open this new page,
I used to ignore your commands,
Rarely do I stand worship,
even,,,
To not know what it is worship,
Pray only I live just a duty,
Beautiful paintings in al quran I can only see,
Not ever whose name until pervasive,
But I know,
You are fattah,
Which of course also the opening of grace,
So I decided to continue my big project.
Someone must have a life story,
Or what we often call a past,
Whether it's beautiful to the very worst,
but on the other side,
There are times when the prince of guidance comes to us,
He would always come to us,
However ,,,
We ignore it a lot,
Which we usually do is,
waiting for a long time,
Certainly waiting when the prince of hidayah comes to us,
But if we realize,
Hidayah it is not just awaited,
but,,,,
Should we go to get it ,,,
No gituh ,,,
When you have tapped this heart,
Want to sense directly I open this heart door wide,
But what reality is there ???
We remain indifferent regardless of his presence,
then,
Before it's too late,
When the opportunity came again,
Then quickly open the width of the door,
Let and invite the prince hidayah tuk enter and dominate our hearts,
Rest assured ,,,
If we ignore something because of god,
Then Allah will surely respond,
Reply with something else,
Which is certainly far more beautiful than anything before.
Need to ponder,
All things need a process,
Need time,
Not to forget anyway,
A genuine struggle that always nurtures,
Cherish him-he who wants to continue his builder,
Do not just talk behind her,
On the grounds of his dark past,
the bad one,
Full of sinful black valleys,
Try to understand,
Try to understand,
Thank goodness if you want to trace his struggle,
Reach for this Olympic medal,
And be the champion !!!!!
WHOEVER SINCERELY DOES IT, WILL GET IT
LA ILAHA ILLA ANTA SUBHANAKA INNI KUNTU MIN ADZOLIMIN.
AMIN.
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