for my best friend

Yesterday…

Here we sit together

Weave sentences and weave words

I look at your face that shines full of rays

Fascinated with the hardness, which you describe

It appears that you are spelled out

About your weariness through the day

That sometimes makes you helpless again

However, you smile with his crunchy

As if you were just throwing it

Friend….

I repeatedly said

Life is indeed a struggle

Being able or not is God's secret

Rather than relying on the taste that you are healing

If only you were deemed incapable

So, finished your story in life.

Friend….

I also felt

Trial by exam pierces the soul

Down, trained, even dragged on to pain

But are you stuck?

Well ....

I stop and release to the divine

I ran the dream away

When the decision attacked itself

However…

It turns out that Allah is loving

The wheel was turned back

I think the world is changing fast

Despite my surprise, I began to take steps

Friend….

Maybe the day after tomorrow we will not be together again

But remember the end of our meeting

Azam got up should be a facade

Never mind the intention of turning or even looking back

Because there is the essence of our purpose

Well ....

Being hooked on a wonderful kalkausar

And the golden palace for the patient

Friend…

Continue your life

Because he can not be with you

Without gods write it upon it can afford you ...

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