Let Us Feed The Poor Poem by Matloob Bokhari

LET US FEED THE POOR
My love
I am in unbearable pain
Mix not water
Pour today the pure wine to the brim
Playsweet winged music
Sing healingsong of love
Lay your white arm as a soft pillow
Sothe dreamer of dreams may sleepcalmly
In the deep darkness of dead night
And may not see the suffering of unjust world
Where murderous poverty has opened its jaw
Where sick and pale babes are without food
Where purists are shedding the innocent blood
Where widows are moaning from sunrise to sunset
Where beautiful maidens are raped and left tosorrows
Where orphans are weeping in the cold roaring wind
Where poor babes are wandering without loaf of bread
Where artistically cruel rich are suppressing the slaves
My love!
You are the only lamp inthe darkness
Let us say farewell to lying hypocrites
Let us feed starving poor!
Let us feel the bliss


COMMENTS: LET US FEED THE POOR
Kevin M. Hibshman: Wonderful work my dear Matloob! !
Karyn Walker: Bless you dear Brother Matloob Happy Week
Lovely poem
'Resolve to be tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant with the weak and wrong. Sometime in your life, you will have been all of these.'
― Gautama Buddha
Connie HofackerHemmerichSenter: Matloob, I pray earnestly to mankind and all Divine Powers, for these same things and healing of all and all situations, giving gratitude for all healing, in progress. Your poem is both beautiful and powerful, dear friend.
Rebecca Longan: Ty for sharing this you are so gifted Matloob Bokhari
Michele Vizzotti-White: Where murderous poverty has opened its jaw, this is brilliant...the ending is so uplifting
Kevin M. Hibshman: Wonderful work my dear Matloob! !
Karyn Walker: Bless you dear Brother Matloob Happy Week
Lovely poem
'Resolve to be tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant with the weak and wrong. Sometime in your life, you will have been all of these.'
― Gautama Buddha
Connie HofackerHemmerichSenter: Matloob, I pray earnestly to mankind and all Divine Powers, for these same things and healing of all and all situations, giving gratitude for all healing, in progress. Your poem is both beautiful and powerful, dear friend.
Rebecca Longan: Ty for sharing this you are so gifted Matloob Bokhari
Michele Vizzotti-White: Where murderous poverty has opened its jaw, this is brilliant...the ending is so uplifting. Sad but still uplifting your poems are amazing journeys :)
Zil Ur Rahman Khalid: Very good verses

Shareef Abdur-Rasheed: Beautiful my dear brother Matloob.
Abdul Jabbar Saleemi: V good dear Bukhari. God Bless u


Kevin M. Hibshman Wonderful work my dear Matloob! !

Karyn Walker Bless you dear Brother Matloob Happy Week
Lovely poem
'Resolve to be tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant with the weak and wrong. Sometime in your life, you will have been all of these.'

― Gautama Buddha

Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter Matloob, I pray earnestly to mankind and all Divine Powers, for these same things and healing of all and all situations, giving gratitude for all healing, in progress. Your poem is both beautiful and powerful, dear friend.

Rebecca Longan Ty for sharing this you are so gifted Matloob Bokhari

Michele Vizzotti-White Where murderous poverty has opened its jaw, this is brilliant...the ending is so uplifting

Kevin M. Hibshman Wonderful work my dear Matloob! !

Karyn Walker Bless you dear Brother Matloob Happy Week
Lovely poem
'Resolve to be tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant with the weak and wrong. Sometime in your life, you will have been all of these.'

― Gautama Buddha

Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter Matloob, I pray earnestly to mankind and all Divine Powers, for these same things and healing of all and all situations, giving gratitude for all healing, in progress. Your poem is both beautiful and powerful, dear friend.

Rebecca Longan Ty for sharing this you are so gifted Matloob Bokhari

Michele Vizzotti-White Where murderous poverty has opened its jaw, this is brilliant...the ending is so uplifting