MOHAMMAD ( PBHU)
What happened you, why did you blend the tears
Into your gory eye?
is it because of remembering
The holy neighbour , whose life was among sorrow
Melancholy and happiness in Zeesalm
Or the west wind blew from Kagima caressing thy
Heart with the Midas touch of prophetic love
And his adoration was blazed strongly on your heart
And the light of volcano spattered on the cold glare
Of desolate night around the courtyards
Of IZAM, it gave a clue of Muhammad (pbhu)
And the darkness will make introduce you about ancient
darkness
Where every new born girls were buried alive.
What about your eyes? if you murmur the lachrymal canal
To stop, the silver threads drooped would have stirred from
your rheumy eyes
What troubled your heart if you say heartily; please breathe
a sigh of relief
Then you would have sent and dedicated to spike of pain
radiating through your skull.
Why the lover consider, one man who yearns
And his cryptic message could be hidden in the depth of sea
While, eyes are covered with red blood and hearts dwelling
with nostalgia.
IF you have not met a big thrill
Thy tears don’t
follow the course of the river
Surrounding the
debris and you don’t annihilate the slumber
Of youth in commemoration of fond valley and mountain.
How can you reject haughtily love
Why you made wearing be spectacled tears
And thy heart was
forced to play with illness of life.
The grief full of sweat loves settled perfectly
Two tracks of mellifluous melody of cheek
With smirked cry and pour health
As a winter rose with red blood
And branches of tendril with leafy redness
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