My Promise To A Friend Poem by Akhtar Jawad

I believe what ever I desire to exist,
exists somewhere,
if not here,
may be on another solar system,
or in another galaxy,
if so,
there must be a God,
no, I don't mean the ancient nature,
I mean someone who interferes in our so many affairs,
off course, he has left something on our discretion,
with a limit for thinking and breathing matter.

I believe what ever I desire to have,
I have it one day,
and if not,
this desire is passed on to my next generations,
still if not,
I am sure I shall have it in my next life,
if so,
there must be a magician,
who is master of magic,
and he has given us a little of that magic,
that appears in love,
that appears in fine arts,
that appears in kindness,
not only to the humans,
and to the animals,
but to the matter that is thought to be non-living,
I am sure the quantum of life in non-living substances
though tends to zero,
but it's not zero,
if so,
there must be a soul in what ever we feel,
and when I love someone,
or someone loves me,
What a magic is it!
I have no alternate but to believe in an ancient soul,
that has no begining and no end,
and if this soul is immortal,
how can I say that I am mortal,
but I shall die one day,
yes, I shall die,
the matter will decay in matter,
and my soul will be merged in the ancient soul.
There it will enjoy a peaceful sleep,
and when it will wake,
I shall find myself in a better world,
with my beautiful beloved,
with more charms
and enchanting sex appeals,
if so,
I shall be thankful to my Creator.
What if it's not so,
I shall be no more,
no senses, no feelings,
and you the athiest!
You will also be no more,
and you'll not get an opportunity
to laugh on my foolish beliefs,
if not so,
I promise,
I shall not laugh at you.
How I can?
You are my lovely friend and I love you.