The poem for GIB

This is Posted by Rytha Nur'aini under Islamic Article ...GOD POEM...as i ever heard ......

For SON .....

My dear son…… You are the most beautiful gift that ever came in my life. You are like cloudy shadow on a hot summer afternoon….. Drop of water in barren desert… My dear son…. The light of my eyes… the comfort of my eyes… Your small head Your small fingers… Your small legs… You smooth skins You silk hair… Touch anyone softly… Melt the heart of cruelness…

Your innocence face That eyes… Shining… Clear… So peace…. Twinkling… Sparking of honesty Crossing into the heart… Slap of the hypocrisy

You small lips….. Smiling sweetly Your giggle… like sweet symphony Beautifully refresh the death of heart Polish the dirt of heart…. My dear son… You are so pure, May this corrupt world will not deceive you …

You will face so many challenges… The world where so many wolves appear like sweet sheep The devils use the mask of the fake piousness… The world of money oriented… power oriented…desire oriented

Temptation in everywhere …fill ever corner of people’s heart My dear son… I dream you to be the rarest breed of man A seed for the glory of Islam… A shining pearl among the mud… who will speak loudly with your beautiful character…

Man who speak straight from the heart Eloquence speech with the soul….the spirit Man with dignity like Prophet Yusuf Alaihiwassalam Jail is better than wicked beautiful woman. My Dear son… Grow to be a real man Follow your qudwah…Rasulullah saallahu alaihi wassalam Follow his sunnah.. his teaching… his beautiful characters… The purest man The kindest man The most truthful and honest man A very pleasant light-hearted man A perfect model of modesty and humbleness Never spoke loudly or in an unseemly manner A loving family man with delightful humor Always passed by the people quietly with a smile Kept promises, never broke his word even with his enemies The closest and The most beloved of Allah subhana wata’ala My Dear son… Follow the trait of his followers

Be like Umar ra. The most consistent man… The most honest man… Always talk straight from the heart Always defense the truth Respected by his enemy Loved by his close people..

Face turned become black due of hunger To show the empathy to his people A leader who not sleep before ensure the comfort of his people Down earth man who chased himself the run away camel My Dear son Be firm But Don’t be happy to be “rude” Nor proud to be “rude”…. Like umar ……his “rudeness” only made evils run to pass a way than his…not his beloved ones Man who used to be inspired with guidance Man Allah lies the truth on his tongue and his heart My Dear son Be Gentle ahlul ibadah like Abu Bakar ra. Man who will be called by all the gates of Jannah… Be the beloved the Most beloved One… My Dear son Be like man in the market of Madinah Who jump sacrifice his soul fight the man from Bani Qainuqa’ For the honor of his fellow sister Know not her name Know not her beauty Know not her home My dear son Don’t mix the sincerity…. with the Cowardice Don’t mix the real faith …with the stupidity Grief shame lets your fellow sisters in trouble Covered up by the lame excuse afraid of “slenderness”…

Be proud to be Moslem… Speak loud with your beautiful character… Man with dignity like Prophet Yusuf Alaihiwassalam Combine the beauty figure and the beauty soul Don’t fall on the laps of beauty wicked woman Jail is better than wicked beautiful woman…. My Dear Son Be knowledgeable Like Ali ra… The mountain of the knowledge The ocean of wisdom The source of awesome inspirations The leader of young The brave soldier My Dear son Be sincere man Like that “unknown” man in veil who sacrificed his life to open the gate To the victory of Islam An unknown man And still unknown Will never be known What does mean of name What does mean of fame All only the pleasure of his Lord who the best who know the best what hidden beneath the deepest sea who know the best what Hidden to the deepest of heart who know the best what hidden and what concealed His sincerity weight with jannah His story will always be remembered Be the mirror for them who thirst of fame Oh My Dear son… Am I annoying your sleep… Forgive your mom…. You are still too small… You world should be poured by joys and funs With the language of simplicity The world of innocent… The world of purity.. The world of sincerity… The world of honesty.. The world of serenity… InshaAllah When you wake up in the night you will see your parents standing, bowing, prostrating in tahajud you will hear only the beautiful recitation of the Holy Qur’an

when you grow up InshaAllah We will build our dream together May Allah take care your heart May Allah take care your mind May Allah take care your eyes May Allah take care your legs May Allah take care your hands… May Allah Lighten your heart with the sweetness of faith Strengthen you mind with the wisdom of knowledge Make you be the one that He love Gather you with people who love Him…..

May His Blessing always company you in ever single beat of your heart.. May He always protect you whenever you are

And I dedicate this poem to my Son ............GIBRAN ...my Pray ..my mind will always company you in every step of your life ....You have to know it , my son..............