GÜZELLİK İMTİHANI...
Bir zaman bir mübarek,Süleyman Yesar vardý,
Yanýnda arkadaþý,Ebvada konakladý,
Arkadaþý ayrýldý,bir aralýk çadýrdan,
Bir bedevi kadýn daldý,o çadýrda yatarken.
Ses ettiler dýþardan,geliversen yanýma,
Telaþ yoktu Yesarda,vardý hemen kadýna,
Bedevi kadýn arsýz,beklerim seni çadýrda,
Çok yakýþýklýsýn sen,inan gittin hoþuma.
Kimsem yoktur yanýmda,eðleniriz çadýrda,
Süleyman bin Yesar,bu imtihandýr bana,
Çýkýp git burdan kadýn,hemen var çadýrýna,
Rabbim korusun beni,lanet olsun þeytana.
Beklenmeyen cevaptý,bedevi kadýn kýzdý,
Peçesini kapattý,oradan uzaklaþtý,
Baþladý aðlamaya,Süleyman çadýrýnda,
Arkadaþ geldi sordu,neler yaþandý burda.
Dinleyince Yesarý,baþladý aðlamaya,
Niye aðladýn ki sen,dedi Süleyman ona,
Gerçekten sen kardeþim,çok iffetli birisin,
Yerinde ben olsaydým,kim bilir ne ederdim?.
Kaybederdim muhtemel,çok güzel kadýn zira,
Vermiþ hem güzellliði,hem imaný Allah sana,
Geçtin yüzün akýyla,bu çetin imtihaný,
Cennetine girersin,ittin arsýz kadýný.
Vardý Süleyman Yesar,oradan Medine’ye,
Gördüler rüyasýnda,Hz.Yusuf’u cennette,
Kucaðýný açarak,koþtular hemen ona,
Sarýldýlar aðlayýp,kucaklaþtýlar orda.
Yusuf dedi kardeþim,-Kazandýn imtihaný,
Ýffet abidesi oldun,kutlar herkes gazaný,
Güzelliðin de vardýr,elbette imtihaný,
Rabbim korursa ancak,kazanýrlar sýnavý.
10.06.2011//KIRIKKALE
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BEAUTY PROTECTION ...
Once upon a time there was a blessed Süleyman Yesar,
His friend, Ebvada, stayed with him,
His friend left the tent for a while,
A Bedouin woman dived, lying in that tent.
They sounded from outside, if you come to me,
There was no fuss, Yesarda, there was immediately to the woman,
Bedouin woman cheeky, I wait for you in the tent,
You are so handsome, believe me, I like it.
I have no one with me, we have fun in the tent,
Suleyman bin Yesar, this is a test for me,
Get out of here woman, get to your tent right away,
God bless me, damn the devil.
It was the unexpected answer, the Bedouin woman was angry,
She closed her veil she went away she went,
Solomon started to cry in his tent,
The friend came and asked, what happened here.
When he listened, Yesarý started to cry,
Why did you cry? Solomon said to him,
You really, brother, you are very chaste,
If I were you in place, who knows what I would have done?
I would probably lose, for a very beautiful woman,
Allah has given you both beauty and faith,
You passed, with your face, this tough test,
You enter your paradise, you pushed the cheeky woman.
There was Süleyman Yesar, from there to Medina,
They saw Prophet Yusuf (as) in heaven,
Opening their arms, they rushed to him,
They hugged, cried and hugged there.
Joseph said, my brother, the test you won,
You have become a monument of chastity, everyone celebrates the wrath,
There is also beauty, of course its test,
Only if my Lord protects, they will win the test.
10.06.2011 // KIRIKKALE
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