.... had been created!
In the culture
by rituals
in relations
in sights
by eyes
in ears
by voice
by touch
in contacts
by thoughts
in minds
by acts
in souls
in hearts
and veins
and bones and tissues
in cells......... ' A hell
' had been created'
and He came
.............
we used to observe.......
the wounds
and shadows
dancing in darkness all the night
disappear as illusion
at every 'Sun rise'
...........(571)
The Sun rises and the Sun sets, but his peace always rests within us wonderful poem dear ali --seeking the inner peace -10 anjali
ali ur spontanous flow is immaculent...................................... work in richness for de said theme. regards!
Ali your poems are lucid and marvelous, this one also. Love it.
Such a tremendous work, Ali. Once we transcend the prison of the material, the darkness, we can see and begin to acquaint ourselves with that which is truly profound.
Love this! ! ! Original frame for deep words about light over-whelming the darkness. A beautifully fir season for me to read this. Thank you so much for writing this in the way you wrote it.
A beautiful n innovative write. A richly spiritual poem that hails the advent of light.10plus.
A Beautiful write. Well said darkness disappears at every sun rise. Loved reading it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
powerful writes may ALLAH will bless u for this..ameen 10/10