Tuesday, 10 December 2013

The decree

My reed, my yearning, serene
Echoed, excavating, with drizzling melodious
Bursting the apparent limit
With no misery left the anger

My heeding baby sweet
I want to feel passionate cheerfully
Even though drop of taunted stupefying
And I’m dazzled as well

O composure, O tranquility
I want to squeeze you in nuance
Flaming, bruising, dissipating molder
As struggle possessed the mind

When The Decree guide your way to eternally
Allahu Akbar…..