Me and My ‘Wonderful’ Sins
I’m not deserve to get a compliment as a pious wife yet, though to be an angel of the heaven is my dream
Nor I could be a good wife and a mother for my lovely family, though I do know Khadijah is the best role model
When some trials come to my life, it seems sincerity look so hard to escort every singles my weak steps
When I have to be patience, but I wreak my whole bad feelings and deeds like I want to anyone knows that I exceed the limits and I’m a despicable human
When pain hurts so bad, I still ask to God why Your destiny is so vicious ?
When much temptations whisper my bastion, even I still keep my smile in the frame of sins
O Allah if You don’t condone me, to whom I beg for all of those things ?
(I created this poem last year in Indonesian language. And now indeed I want to translate it in English . Hope it’s useful, not because I am better than all of you but remind each others is our duty as His slave)