Taste Of Worship Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Do not ask me about the taste and flavor of worship
It is as the most beautiful hand offers wine sip by sip
And taken by a thirsty soul from fountain lip by lip
Then beloved starts dancing in me from tip to tip

Mercy is bestowed and showered in abundance
I request to happen again and again the occasion
Asking for and sharing love my love is no offence
His greatness takes me on with just my credence

Embolden in light remains always in complete veil
Love offers and takes neither barter and nor deal
I can not share what in his presence my love I feel
My all bruises and injuries to automatically just heal

Lover and beloved are images of the same in chain
Love offers itself to that who dares to undergo pain
In a thirsty desert I am encountered drizzling rain
Soul, heart emphasize love is for them not for brain

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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