Poetry Rose yellow

know my buddy yellow roses
the kind hearted
your heart hide the heavenly caste
breed you
sprout you
because you are a gardener
lonely heart
your presence for
to perceive the garden of the barren heart of faith
very much in waiting
by all the inhabitants of the earth

duhai yellow roses in my pal
I thank God ...
in His pity as good as you
who are not tired and not weary
to be friendly with me
whenever anyone will not
be with me
and you are willing to be my friend
best for me ...
thank you buddy
yellow royal rose

bloom you there
blooming in the liver garden
for the same
looking for a walk home to Him

I admire you not because of it
You are a wonderful poet
but if I admire you
I actually
Reward my Lord
because it is a pity
a poet like you
writing invites the
His servant for
equally prepare
supplies to take home
to the eternal country
each one busy
with the affairs of the hereafter
when it is as big as the particle of reward is calculated
with meaningful expectations being calculated
with the hope of surviving the fires of hell
ALLAH IS THE GREATEST
what if the reward was rejected
because it becomes a bone of contention
they-tika in the world
we hurt her
cursing the evil
saying we are the perfect faith
our work alone is the greatest ...
nauzubillah hopefully kept away
than the treacherous envy to death ...

duhai my pal roses in the king
my absence later
blossomed cries
in the poetry parks
Love the Creator of Heaven
invite them
beautiful poetry
praising Allah Azzawajallah
replied without bored
until the breath stopped
praises Him
with beautiful poems
bak bidadri Syurga
thinking of Him
in Taman Firdausi
echoing poetry
His love
without nokhtah