Lust of body, make thee blind.
Eyes of soul, Renovate to plants of Rappichines,
Nourishes by venom, Nurture for the sake of money ,
As, Buzzing bees flutter for honey,
Seek for cloak, forgotten the wearer,
True love, reliance & devotion for them is illicit bearer,
Body is just a item of clothing of soul,
Exertion whether superior or ghastly fall in that bowl.
Lo pardaa uthh gayaa.....Truly wrote body a clothe to the soul very nice a smell of spiritualism
Soul.... actually I dont believe in this aatma and par aatma... but still i loved ur poems....
Lust is part of mankind; but, true love is superior! Thanks for sharing.
Another wonderful poem i truly enjoyed, it is as emotional and vividly described as the other! The rhymes here are stronger as well, yet the balance is a bit off making the lines a bit shaky... Do excuse me for my brute honesty, I really mean no offense at all, and I hope you would kindly criticize my poems as well because we all have lots to learn from each other! Thank you! ! : D
body is just a item of clothing of soul. a great thought.
we all keen where the balance between body an. soul so the joy for us is beyond the wall/ well done Farah
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another beautifully written gem.