When The Love Dies..When The Desire Leads - Poem by Ibrahim Hydarah
some time, the breeze can be a storm.
the spark can be a wildfire.
the dropp can be a flood.
the stone can be a heart.
the rose can be a knife.
every thing is possible
when the love dies..
when the desire leads.
the desire just shapes concept of things,
to be concurred with.
it reforms even god to its shape.
some time ago
' every thing can see god not as he is,
but as it is'.
therefore, difference happens,
as well variance.
because the desire has various shapes;
some time it can be a shoe..
some time a crown..
some time a rose..
some time a sword.
sometime.. sometime.. sometime.
when the love dies,
the desire governs.
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