How Little I Understand Poem by Xelam Kan™

Is this a continuation of Two Steps Away? ... Not only you have a little understand of what He decides...me too Because we cant reach the whole vision...maybe its better for us to know a little Though we know a little, many others think they know many...but we just know a little I remember this..Ignorance is a bliss..we agree? hmmm not so.. But little understanding is enough at the moment because later we get clearer Its like we never understand why its raining, crying clouds to earth...later we know this sadness of the clouds actually a bless from above Though we know a little, we still can compute more We may see pain but we never know what it really stand... maybe the happy and smile lies behind... Nature always hold the answer but maybe we should keen finding it somewhere How little i know and understand but when i go more thinking and go deeper the little become more little and knowledge make us feel so little Only a little mind can think if we knows more/understand more Too cruel to blame Him for something we dont know or the ignorance we have because we dont know whats more...and dont cry because of this dear pain may come, hate may stab..but happy is out there Just try ask Him...maybe you may get it how can i explain it because we only have a little understanding about what He doing...He knows, We should trust and that's called as faith_SOul

very deep thoughts, all of us know little or none about the Almighty's plans and some time its better not to know any thing. great write

Brief but very projective in nature...how little not only you, all of us understand.. if we understood all, who would worth the presence of Allah.. nice poem, indeed looked like words of sage.

Nice poetry Mr gulshan its all about almighty Allah a beautiful and comfort words May Allah bless you in every turn of your life stay blessed...

I find, rather feel as in a trance, you a sage in perennial contemplation, that too in absolute profoundness! Wonderful versification; not just leave rooms or castles to save worthy intellectual harvests; humble interpretations as one chariots over the amazing domain of your verse. A garland of full blooms do i submit in a green basket of appreciation for this cute expression of you innocent wonder. Refinement promotes Tranquility to souls, and then every word spoken, thought flashed, action delivered turns immortal to adorn ages. I find such qualities of versification among a few bards of this PH universe, and yourself stand out sharp in the mass. God Bless.

an honest and a natural poem, along with a great comment by unwritten soul...this is inevitable to accept that man is confined in certain limits, and God's scheme is of supreme order... beyond ordinary reach! ! !