The everlasting thoughts beyond burning desire.
The always wandering heart beyond control or power.
The never ending thirst that is watering within.
The braving of all things enduring all plights.
The never ending end seemingly on going.
The wishing and threading of every single life.
Our every moment living.
Our every breath breathing.
Our every heart beating.
All very pulsing.
The every vein flowing.
With the blood that is giving.
'Freely bestowing on all who believe.'
Our life ending 0r the life ending, then is it the end of that life that we had always dreamed?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely done and well expressed.Keep it up and keep sharing Col Muhammad Khalid Khan