Though my brain wants to touch the infinity,
But it's repelled by its curtained purity,
For the small beauty my heart's affinity,
As it is attracted by a colorful close gravity,
The scent kisses the nucleus of my sensitivity,
I am impure and in you there's a known impurity,
I am thankful to You O God for your endless bliss,
An insignificant flower is in my reach and that I kiss.
A very humbling write from a great man and Poet. A heart full of gratefulness can see goodness in everything he sees even the insignificant is important. Thank you, Sir Akhtar for this marvelous poem. A poem of noble thoughts, thankfulness and deep faith in God.
To lift your spirit through poetry is a blessing. Thanks so much for your comments.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sir you are THE POET I TOLD YOU AGES AGO