On the shore of soul she rises as a tide,
The dried sand that is hot and burning,
Lo it’s wet and now it’s turning,
In the dreamy eyes of a smiling bride,
She is now a rainbow of seven melodies,
Her colors have conquered the hard stones,
Her waves have melted the static bones,
My heart has gone in a coma of goodies,
I am now dancing but not all alone,
The entire universe is dancing with me,
Someone hidden in me is glancing with me,
The dance of waves its note and tone,
I came in my senses and I saw the shell,
I took the pearl and made a necklace,
A garland for one, who can embrace,
A hateful world that is burning in hell,
The gift of the maid of music is love,
It has pearls of friendship nicely stringed,
It has waves in its soul, dancing and winged,
Lo it’s flying with my heart, my lovely dove!
I am now dancing but not all alone, The entire universe is dancing with me, A heightened moment of beauty and elation, creating ripples of joy in the readers also! Enjoyed!
The rainbow of seven melodies with dance of wave form the colourful music. All the creatures dance with favour and flavour. The git of music is love. All have this for Allah, the merciful father. Beautiful imagery in this poem makes this very much special. Nicely penned excellent poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
She is now a rainbow of seven melodies, Her colors have conquered the hard stones, .......................beautiful