I Love Him, I Hate Girl, Oh Boy

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim,

Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu,

This week my head is full of hatred. I hate this, I hate that. I hate many things, but not everything. I even create a poem about my hatred. I don’t know what happened to me that made me like this. May-be-cause I’m in much trouble right now.

But, there is one I love. I love because I can forget all the hatred by remembering this love. I love Allah for everything, every single thing. Sometimes He gives me what I want, sometimes not. Because, He know what is best for me, even though I don’t want it. Some problems He give me to settle other problems.

I love Him,
the way He create the beautiful world and everything in it,
the way He create the beautiful girl,
the way the girl talk,
the way the girl move,
the way the girl smile,
the way the girl dress,
the way the girl live their live.

I hate the girl,
because she never use everything He give the right way,
how she abuse her beautiful voice,
how she abuse her beautiful face,
how she abuse her beautiful smile,
how she abuse her beautiful body,
how she always attract the boy by talking with too soft voice,
how she always attract the boy with their beautiful smile,
how she always attract the boy by wearing the inappropriate dress,
how she always not separate herself from the not ‘Muhrim’ men.

Oh boy,
why you always make the girl cry,
why you always make the girl want you,
why you always make it hard for the girl to control herself,
why you never help her to do the right thing,
why you never allow the girl to have great life,
why you never protect her from yourself,
you always leave it to the girl to decide,
whether to trust you or not,
to let you come into their life or not
to do the right thing or not.

Wallahualam.



Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu.