Folded My Joys Poem by Mohammad Younus

Folded my joys
Into the mantle of spring night,
Each cool breeze reminds me
Of the limited allotted time,
To wake up, and bathe in
The cool radiance
Of the rising shine
Behind the dark mountains,
Quietly listening to
The love songs in my heart.
And yes, the world is not
Just a childish play,
And the sun is still
Zero miles far from me,
And in my imagination,
My eyes provide space
To whole cosmos.
And yes,
I have at times thought
Myself buried within.
The divine songs echoing
Raise me from the grave;
The reborn soul is wrapped
in the aura of divinity.
And I find my real true essence!

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