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Call Me in Your Prayer : A Poem

Updated on July 7, 2017

"Call my name in your prayer, dear"

My friend once asked me

For her, life about to end

Worries hanging in her head


For all sins she repentant,

but never feel enough

For all sad moments when she feel hurt

But become hardheaded to asked forgiveness


For all bad thought she had there in her head,

When Satan near

And for all mistake she ever done,

But loss from her understanding to fix


I cried hard when I took her hand

Knew very well she about to gone away

One soul, one beautiful heart

The one I knew really great person in everything she done


And how I seen the life from her eyes

Then made me start to seen mine

In my heart I knew

My way of life worst than her


There then, I took my Wudhu

To called her on my prayer, like she want me too

But truly, the prayer only for my soul

To help me feel and to help me stay strong


Ya Rabb, I put my life under your feed

Please took away all pride, rotten mind and Satan from my soul

Please took away all sadness and burning temptation in my heart

Please took all my love and let me love you only


Because I need You,

I love You,

And I only want to always under Your protection

Anytime, anytime.....


And later, when I'm finally going home to You, Ya Allah,

I hope I'll go to your side.....

To your side only.....


I can do wrong

I just only human

And as woman

I have many to maintain


So, please call me in your prayer,

My dear Sister

For everyone of us love our Allah

And everyone of us want to be in His Jannah


Let's walk together

To the place we always dream about

Let's walk together

To the love we always want to have


Together as friend to shares our love

Together in making our life better and better

Standing side by side in everyday of trials

And always be faithful remainder for each one of us


I hope nothing from you

But your friendship

So please,

Can you call me in your prayer....


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    christinecook 7 years ago

    how beautiful,your friend was special to you?

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    Freya Cesare 7 years ago from Borneo Island, Indonesia

    Yes, special. But I always put all my friends in my heart and make them special, because when everything in this world become to hard to endure, friends will always become companion, to whom we can hope for some amuse and joy, to be laugh again even only for while. Thank you for reading this. :)

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    Karen Russell 7 years ago

    THAT'S BEAUTIFUL, WHAT A WONDERFUL FRIENDSHIP...

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    Freya Cesare 7 years ago from Borneo Island, Indonesia

    Thank you. :)

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    Elena 7 years ago from London, UK

    This is a beautiful prayer from the depth of your heart.

    Lovely Hub. ;)

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    Freya Cesare 7 years ago from Borneo Island, Indonesia

    Thank you. ^_^ Thank you, for stopping by too.

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    Timothy Donnelly 7 years ago from Ontario, Canada

    I can see your grief for your friend, the one that you tried to console when “I cried hard when I took her hand Knew very well she about to gone away”, because “For her, life about to end”. Once you realise she is determined “about to gone away”, you accept this (terrible) reality of your friend and then you pray “But truly, the prayer only for my soul” noting you too need help before you may be tempted to “gone away”. Freya, how is it that you can be so eloquent in relating this tragedy? I think your writing is profound, and shows much promise. I encourage you to choose life and liberty, for you and your friends, and I sincerely hope you find the forgiveness that leads to LIFE - hereNOW and hereAFTER.

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    Freya Cesare 7 years ago from Borneo Island, Indonesia

    My words flow, just like that. Most of the time came without thinking, that is why It is kind of hard for me to make them rhyme. :( I'm far from good, Sir. Hope to be one, someday. ^_^ Thank you for you kind hope for me and my girls. Life and liberty? We are, Sir, at least in our soul. Thank you for stopping by

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