The Conscience¹ Poem by Mohammad Younus

The Conscience¹



The inner conscious friend demands of us...
...that we be not swayed by the vibes of the earthly desires;
The night is deep, the midnight hour has passed,
And still I hear the music of my friend;
He talks to me in a wordless voice, without end,
I sit with my philosopher friend sitting inside me;
He teaches me the philosophy that awakens and illuminates me;
The sweet music is going on...
...that till dawn would hardly last;
The sweet melodious voice rises and falls...
...and never ceases even for a little while;
The melody with extensive ecstasy ascends high...
...to heart, soul, and mind;
To cause them run in one trend, in harmony;
Thus, my nafs becomes soft, gentle, and submissive;
No matter whether veiled or unveiled...
...the satan of nafs that possessed me...
...like a conquered soldier in his flight...
...casts his wasted weapons one by one...
...and submits to be a faithful and devout servant.

MyKoul

1.Your conscience is the part of your personality that helps you determine between right and wrong and keeps you from acting upon your most basic urges and desires. Your conscience is what makes you feel guilty when you do something bad and good when you do something kind.

The Conscience¹
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