Love Makes Heretic
They call me heretic because I can't see less Him
I take it for granted that love is diverse and unique
He is all around to take me through all light so dim
Let me see Him in entirety and to honorably seek
The path of righteous the way to the eternal glory
Where a streak of light makes a drop but rainbow
Which imprints its real entity being but so transitory
This is the stream which makes me flow to glow
Lord is light and light brings to darkness the delight
His showers of mercy keep dominate on darkness
My soul is hovering just like a colorful wonderful kite
To touch a streak to be the part of reality in sense
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem