WORDS of my BELOVED
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Deep in the night, a silent night.
A lone star crosses the massive sky.
For several moons I have waited,
And at last HE has spoken, MY BELOVED.
And the words are THE WORDS,
Spun in threads of beauty and splendor.
For a while I have quest
Oh lone wanderer, ornamenting the night
My Beloved:
Be love, he says.
It is the key
To the ultimate oasis of good.
My quest
Listen, oh lonely night traveler
To be near to him, devout.
Shower in his Most Graciousness, Most Mercifulness
In his forgiveness, abundant and true.
To be His friend intimate
My burning thirst, still unquenched.
Traveler by night.
Or may be not I understand my beloved.
I thirst for a swim in His light woven in The Pure Light.
I shall await your return, lone night wanderer.
A lone star crosses the massive sky.
For several moons I have waited,
And at last HE has spoken, MY BELOVED.
And the words are THE WORDS,
Spun in threads of beauty and splendor.
For a while I have quest
Oh lone wanderer, ornamenting the night
My Beloved:
Be love, he says.
It is the key
To the ultimate oasis of good.
My quest
Listen, oh lonely night traveler
To be near to him, devout.
Shower in his Most Graciousness, Most Mercifulness
In his forgiveness, abundant and true.
To be His friend intimate
My burning thirst, still unquenched.
Traveler by night.
Or may be not I understand my beloved.
I thirst for a swim in His light woven in The Pure Light.
I shall await your return, lone night wanderer.
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Poetry.com 4.3 out of 5 based on 4 votes.
O may I understand my beloved with a touch of patience.by Maliqbhai Jamaldi 14092012
reviewed by Geneva M. Neale (Audain) pen name
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truly deep and inspirational
though rhyme scheme could make it better
(just an advice)
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the poet tells of messagers written in the stars
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