There Is No End To Love Poem by Yousaf Raza

While I strolled across the moonlit lane
I pondered the thing wistfully again

Perhaps tonight I’ll find the answer at last
To the question which clenched my heart so fast

In this fugacious world of passing
Is there no being worth everlasting

Everything residing is transient
No formation here is permanent

Many people come, live and then go to the grave
Which ironically is there eternal resting place

Not only the beings but anything of material
Goes forever into the pit of immaterial

The sun comes up, the moon goes down
But at night it has to leave the crown

At night the brightly stars which existed
At dawn it seems they never persisted

Alexander, Arthur and the pharaoh of Egypt
All have perished into the hollows of crypt

Then why do today the people are so brutal?
While knowing tomorrow the grave will be more cruel

Why is there so scorn hatred everywhere?
Alas! I don’t see eternal love anywhere

Though a mother dies as she lived never
Love to her child remains forever

Though the person I loved has gone to sepulcher without word
But he will always remain in my heart with vociferized love

Ah! Yousaf why don’t these fools grasp the notion
That Love is the only everlasting formation

THERE IS NO END TO LOVE
(10th Aug 2007)