A Moment When I Remember The Shaykh Poem by Rhymer Rhymer

the pure soul
attracts the other
as magnet draws the particles
as the fries circle the big fish in swarm
or specially one or two melts into or cling to the big body
spiritual love is not to consume from the body but from the soul
the mad when remember the great soul his madness increases to reach the goal
uh you the rose so dazzling to my mind how i can hide it automatically it reflects from my heart beats
had i get you back as thesame
how and what instrument that used for me to tame
had you come to the assembly of huge followers
or sat under the jackfruit tree oh when you were free
i slowly crept to you but you could understand by the sensors
there were many things to say to you
oh my love you know how much i loved you
why i love you like you wanted and want still to get you i don't know
attraction of the greatness of the soul
body oh now i know may be new or very old
body is nothing but the soul
here on Earth we are used to see the soul in the box of body
uh the rule uh the rule
still what matters
i like you may be you are weak and old! !
still my death i don't care
i like you when sitting on the wooden chair
death or here after
i don't care only i liked you may for a moment
but its hew
cling to my chest
it gradually becomes new
i love you
i love you
i love you
in trials or tribulations
day today matters
or in worldly situations
i failed or passed
so what i love you
am known to you
i love you