Mad Poet—dives The True Meaning Of Love Poem by Ayatullah Nurjati

Every day he always struggles with the flurry of uncertainty
And every day, his dark desire doesn't come true
It's all a big lie
Eternal desire in the name of love does not exist

In the name of a creature who loves nothing and is eternal
Maybe it seems absurd and anomaly
It is said that various philosophers and Sufi experts practice the origin of love
But there is also no discussion that practices eternal love

Until finally the poet is mad because of the invention that always fails
until finally the poet stopped by a shabby flea bookstore and found a cheap but meaningful book with the philosopher's big name stating
'true love is someone's love for something without any interest and strings attached behind it. In fact, the 'importance' is the thing itself'.
Instantly the poet was shocked and thought that love does not have to have--possession only belongs to the God and we should love Him as the actualization of Being to the God.