"khalik" poems - Hello Poetry

Selamat ulangtahun anakku Sudah dewasa kau kini.... Bertambah2lah kau bijak Pandai2lah kau bergaul Biarlah ucap dan lakumu baik Orang akan memperhitungkan engkau Selamat ulangtahun anakku Dewasa bukanlah jumlah umur Bukan pula besar tubuh Apalagi tinggi badanmu Rendahkanlah hati Berbagi dan peduli yang lain Itulah dewasa yang sesungguhnya Selamat ulangtahun anakku Terbanglah tinggi setinggi citamu Lepaskalah segala belenggu yang mencekam dan menahanmu Untuk maju dan maju Menapak dikesuksesan yang menunggu Selamat ulangtahun anakku Ingin kuucapkan kata2 ini Sampai usiaku tinggi Menggapai Sang Khalik

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Mar 22, 2017

Mar 22, 2017 at 9:32 PM UTC

sundari-mahendra

Ulang tahun

Selamat ulangtahun anakku Sudah dewasa kau kini.... Bertambah2lah kau bijak Pandai2lah kau bergaul Biarlah ucap dan lakumu baik Orang akan memperhitungkan engkau Selamat ulangtahun anakku Dewasa bukanlah jumlah umur Bukan pula besar tubuh Apalagi tinggi badanmu Rendahkanlah hati Berbagi dan peduli yang lain Itulah dewasa yang sesungguhnya Selamat ulangtahun anakku Terbanglah tinggi setinggi citamu Lepaskalah segala belenggu yang mencekam dan menahanmu Untuk maju dan maju Menapak dikesuksesan yang menunggu Selamat ulangtahun anakku Ingin kuucapkan kata2 ini Sampai usiaku tinggi Menggapai Sang Khalik

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Diantara waktu pergi dan pulang Selamat pagi sapanya dan demikian juga balasku Segar melihat senyum dipagi yang kelabu Mendung mengantung seolah siap untuk terjun Silahkan wahai hujan basahi bumi ku tercinta ini dengan kesegaran tapi kalau bisa jangan terlalu banyak kasihan mereka yang selalu susah dengan kehidupan banjir dan kuyup Sore kembali pulang juga dengan hujan seolah mau berkata Tidak ada yang dapat menahanku kecuali Tuhan Sang Khalik

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Dec 2, 2016

Dec 2, 2016 at 5:21 AM UTC

sundari-mahendra

Hujan

Diantara waktu pergi dan pulang Selamat pagi sapanya dan demikian juga balasku Segar melihat senyum dipagi yang kelabu Mendung mengantung seolah siap untuk terjun Silahkan wahai hujan basahi bumi ku tercinta ini dengan kesegaran tapi kalau bisa jangan terlalu banyak kasihan mereka yang selalu susah dengan kehidupan banjir dan kuyup Sore kembali pulang juga dengan hujan seolah mau berkata Tidak ada yang dapat menahanku kecuali Tuhan Sang Khalik

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today, sir, is the day to say thank you and my way to do so, ermh -- is to write you a poem i don't know about your past but your knowledge of mine is vast you knew me better than my parents and you spotted the real me during our therapy never said my "father" that he was proud of me -- but you did, you revealed in me the true kid because you have the gift to lead people to the place where their truth is; most people join the rat race, but you always kept the same pace and you made it to erase my shame, healing people is what you're here for, reliable and faithful, and regardless of any writer's fame: YOU HAVE A NAME... an inner flame of kindness glows in your soul, you released me from my blindness, and you helped me dealing with my tormenter: cole, i never felt that you played a role, i sensed you are whole, may god bless your four daughters, and i wished YOU had been my father, but thats fine: cause you became a father figure, and soon i figured that your goodness makes you richer than a person owning millions, i do thank you a billion times for being a mirror who is speaking, at our first session i shivered, but hid it, you opened me, and noted nothing down, you just listened and saved me from drowning each letter is for you, each word proves my gratitude how can you have this attitude? how do you do this? im not idealizing, yet, you're my idol, cause you taught me bout my anger, that as a child, i never had a man as a rival, i had lost my destination and you were my arrival Fakhri Khalik, you were my arrival. You stopped my denial. You are a huge part of my survival. You are my arrival, I am your disciple. Forever Yours. Max

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Dec 23, 2020

Dec 23, 2020 at 10:38 AM UTC

maxneumann

Who I Became (Devoted to my dearest friend, Fakhri Khalik)

today, sir, is the day to say thank you and my way to do so, ermh -- is to write you a poem i don't know about your past but your knowledge of mine is vast you knew me better than my parents and you spotted the real me during our therapy never said my "father" that he was proud of me -- but you did, you revealed in me the true kid because you have the gift to lead people to the place where their truth is; most people join the rat race, but you always kept the same pace and you made it to erase my shame, healing people is what you're here for, reliable and faithful, and regardless of any writer's fame: YOU HAVE A NAME... an inner flame of kindness glows in your soul, you released me from my blindness, and you helped me dealing with my tormenter: cole, i never felt that you played a role, i sensed you are whole, may god bless your four daughters, and i wished YOU had been my father, but thats fine: cause you became a father figure, and soon i figured that your goodness makes you richer than a person owning millions, i do thank you a billion times for being a mirror who is speaking, at our first session i shivered, but hid it, you opened me, and noted nothing down, you just listened and saved me from drowning each letter is for you, each word proves my gratitude how can you have this attitude? how do you do this? im not idealizing, yet, you're my idol, cause you taught me bout my anger, that as a child, i never had a man as a rival, i had lost my destination and you were my arrival Fakhri Khalik, you were my arrival. You stopped my denial. You are a huge part of my survival. You are my arrival, I am your disciple. Forever Yours. Max

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Telanjang bersebaran di permadani Mencari memanisan di setiap bagian Lekas sambar reremahan itu Tak terhingga, Tak merasa Perkasa namun serakah Wahai Tuan-Ku, Sang Kekal Apa Hamba orang lalai ? Manis Hamba terasa sepai Menanti Azab Sang Khalik

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May 20, 2020

May 20, 2020 at 11:50 AM UTC

IceBear001

Hamba

Telanjang bersebaran di permadani Mencari memanisan di setiap bagian Lekas sambar reremahan itu Tak terhingga, Tak merasa Perkasa namun serakah Wahai Tuan-Ku, Sang Kekal Apa Hamba orang lalai ? Manis Hamba terasa sepai Menanti Azab Sang Khalik

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Mare Hayaat Ka Hasil Ha Tare Dar Ki Zeaarat Gungashat Se Lafzoun Mein Khuli Mehdhat Ki Besharat Nukta Bhi Gawara Nai Tare Naam Ke Sahat Khalik Ne Ajab Rakhi ha Tujh Mein Taharat Ranjash Mein Dooba Ha Mera Khoof e Dil Ab Dil Pe Bhi ** Jaaye AAQA Ki Enayaat Dil_o_Jigar Kiyoun Lafaz Kushan Hain Mare Amjid Ko Bhi Hasil ** Tare Dar Ki Sahadat.. Mare Hayaat Ka Hasil ha Tare Dar Ki Zearaat.... . Share mare hi the..

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Nov 18, 2017

Nov 18, 2017 at 1:43 PM UTC

amjadkhanrr99

Mare Hayat Ka Hasil ha

Mare Hayaat Ka Hasil Ha Tare Dar Ki Zeaarat Gungashat Se Lafzoun Mein Khuli Mehdhat Ki Besharat Nukta Bhi Gawara Nai Tare Naam Ke Sahat Khalik Ne Ajab Rakhi ha Tujh Mein Taharat Ranjash Mein Dooba Ha Mera Khoof e Dil Ab Dil Pe Bhi ** Jaaye AAQA Ki Enayaat Dil_o_Jigar Kiyoun Lafaz Kushan Hain Mare Amjid Ko Bhi Hasil ** Tare Dar Ki Sahadat.. Mare Hayaat Ka Hasil ha Tare Dar Ki Zearaat.... . Share mare hi the..

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