In The Depths Of Our Being, A Battle Does Wage. Poem by Mohammad Younus

In the depths of our being, a battle does wage,
Between intellect's whisper and desire's wild rage.
God's gift, our intellect, shines bright and true,
A beacon of guidance, for me and for you.

Yet the nafs, our foe, with its insatiable thirst,
Carries a sack, where desires are nursed.
No matter how much we feed its greedy plea,
It cries for more, in its endless spree.

But listen closely, for intellect's voice does say,
'Follow my lead, let wisdom guide your way.'
With divine command, the pen of intellect scribes,
Words of truth and light, where darkness hides.

So wander not, like a vagabond lost in the night,
Submit to wisdom's call, let it be your light.
Keep your gaze steady, on the path divine,
For intellect's guidance, is the true lifeline.

Like MyKoul, with roses from the Rosegarden above,
Let the Beloved's name, fill your heart with love.
With divine intelligence as your steadfast guide,
You'll journey to Him, with grace by your side.

In this dance of intellect and desire's call,
Choose wisdom's path, and you shall not fall.
For in its embrace, you'll find treasures untold,
A journey of the soul, where true beauty unfolds.

MyKoul