I Walk The Path Of My Dreams Poem by Mohammad Younus

I walk the path of my dreams,
With divine will in my heart.
Yet moments are tough,
And the road stretches far.

Each day painted in toil's hue,
Dreams from my childhood bloom,
In the cradle of my mother's womb,
Now uncoiling by divine will.

I take steps, sometimes light,
And sometimes heavy, facing tests.
Life's roads are long,
But divine will calls me to rest not—
No stop, no pause,
I move forward with purpose still.

On every milestone, I write a new story,
Unfolding like tales of the Arabian Knights.
Turning dreams into reality—
The divine will!

I live in divine dreams,
Building my world in cosmic plan.
In the dark of night, the stars above,
Light my path, shining bright.

In this journey of divine dreams,
I have no separate vision.
Whatever I dream,
It mirrors the divine's own.
In the world of my heart,
Only divine paths I adopt.

I haven't thought it,
Or written it on my heart's page,
But it is divine.
These dreams aren't born of my labor,
But like the moon and stars in the sky,
They shine with the divine sun's gleam.

This is it,
The beginning and end of my tale.
Every step I take,
Is His will, not my own.
In the shadow of divine will,
Life paints its hue,
And with the feelings of my heart,
I think I make them true.

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