It's Truth Poem by Mohammad Younus

It's Truth

It's Truth,
It's Truth,
It's Truth —

Is this life's essence?
To deepen wisdom's well,
Unlearn the binds of folly,
An endless dance of gain and release.

I long to clasp wisdom's steady hand,
Yet folly tempts me still—
Its fleeting pleasures,
A siren's song,
Luring me to fragile shores.

This balance—a sacred weight,
A trial etched into the soul.

The struggle will not cease,
Nor shall I.
Not lurking in shadows,
But pressing forward,
Step by step,
To gather wisdom's light.

Folly waits in ambush,
A shadow with shifting faces,
Whispering doubts,
Weaving snares for the seeker.

Yet wisdom stands—
Patient as the sunrise,
Steady as the mountain,
Arms open wide
For those who strive.

So, I struggle on,
Forever reaching,
Forever yearning,
For the eternal light of truth.

MyKoul

It's Truth
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