The Story Of Love Incomplete Poem by Matloob Bokhari

THE STORY OF LOVE
INCOMPLETE
Come on! O Hindu, Muslims, Christians, Jews
Come on! All those who love all and hate none
Let us sing together, let us dance together
Heaven's music is playing, planets are moving in love
O all those who dream to fly
After seeing the beauty in full splendour
The tide oflove will riseabove the high clouds
Come! Come! In the zone of love
Clear prattles of rain are falling ontrees
White birdsflying in the clean blue air
Lovers wearing white dresses are resting on greengrass
Sunshine in ecstasyis playing withsimple twigs of trees
After bathing in the rain of love, we are all lovers
No Hindus, no Muslims, Nor we are Christians nor Jews
O Lovers! We are allin love withOne God
O my friends!
In delight, I lost myself inpathless woods and on lonely shores
In the depth of solitude, loneliness taught me first lesson of love
Love gave me wings and I saw
Adam and Hawa feeling guilty, seeking forgiveness
Great mansions with wonderful towers of Ad
Ibrahim and Sarah helping the poor
Hajar running between mounts Safa and Marwa
Ibrahim and Ismael going to Mount Arafat
Ibrahim tying hands and legs, blindfolding Ismael
The sun, the moon and eleven stars bowing before Joseph
Younus being swallowed by an enormous fish
Moses taking off sandals on the holy ground
God talking to Moses face to face at Mount Sinai
Saw Christ talking to people while he was in cradle
Playing at the ford of a rushing stream
Making sparrows out of soft clay, clapping and shouting
'Be off, fly away, and remember me, you who are now alive! '
Healing the blinds and leapers and bringing to life the dead
Saw the Holy Christ being nailed to a Cross
ThenI went ona spiritual pilgrimage of Mecca, Medina and Najaf
I heard Muhammad pronouncing Man Kun Tu Maula
Omer the great, in pure joy, felicitated Ali
All companions were happy, prophetsmiling
Salman, Abuzar, Bilal, Miqdad singing with love
Yalaliyalaliyala, yalayala re man kunto maula
God completedHisfavour, approved Islam
All flowers of valley were happy; I was dancing in mad joy
Thenwonder opened the inward eyes of my soul
Finally, I communed withmybeloved, listened her talking to me
AllahhoAllahho, La IlahaIllahoo, Allahhoo, Allahhoo, hooo, hoo

COMMENTS: THE STORY OF LOVE
Sylvia Frances Chan: Absolutely divine poem about highest divine love. You are such an ardent poet, Matloob! I oft enjoy your fantastic poetry about God. Thank you for sharing this poetry. GBU dear Matloob.
Jayachandran Ramachandran: Awesome. The words flowed smoothly with a raw power of its own, like a mighty river towards the ocean - as the soul towards Allah!
Fatima Tauheeda: Marvellous poem respected sir Matloob Bokhari. Fantastic message in the verse. May the whole world get to see this tremendous message
Michele Khan: xThe world we live in, fully told and expressed in your hands. The ones in power think that we are blind enough not to see what is going on, 'world peace? 'my foot...Sometimes I just feel like if I was in power, I could make a better leader and I will never be a bossy person. Brilliant write, people who write beautiful poetry like this, is what the world needs. :)
Sylvia Frances Chan: xWe prefer to be a believer, than a hypocrite believer. What you have told me in this poetry of you, is absolutely true! You are such an ardent poet, Matloob. Love your view of life in this situation.