aadil
04-30-2008, 08:30 PM
Had the secrets of God been reached
I would’ve engraved my name in your destiny
Had clouds of thoughts been held
I would’ve been every figment of your head
Had bursts of emotions been stirred
I would’ve been an endless valley in you
Had a silent deep aura been created
I would’ve made you numb to everything else
Had the verve of hearts been determined
I would’ve preserved your breaths for me
Had the windows of heaven been opened
I would’ve known the scent of you
Had matter’s inferiority to nature been judged
I would’ve seen the diamond on your ears
Had wealth’s triviality in front of love been proved
I would’ve replaced specks of gold with your smiles
Had revelations been craved for
I would’ve poured your words in myself
Had echoes of divinity been escaped
I would’ve been deaf to your voice
Had ironies been run from
I would’ve been sightless of your light
Had autumn been deprived of its trait
I wouldn’t have shed all my secrets for you
Had similarity despite disparity been proven
I would’ve seen your face in my mirror
Had equality been equated to inequality
I would’ve shown my meekness in your presence
Had two unequal halves been created
I would’ve known why only one of us completes us
Had the grains in Gibrael’s palm been reckoned
I would’ve counted the moments in your thoughts
Had the span of east and west been looked beyond
I would’ve outlined the horizon of your visions
Had mountains been separated from might
I would’ve compared myself with my obsession
Had all oceans been poured into a goblet
I would’ve unconcealed my heart for you
Had fire been claimed without spark
I would’ve revealed my essence on your sight
Had the precision of intuition been described
I would’ve distinguished your silence more than speech
Had the bliss of touch been expressed
I would’ve let your fingers only rest in mine
Had the sensation of proximity been explained
I would’ve been endlessly locked in your arms
Had the unity of souls been comprehended
I wouldn’t have been deprived of your caress
Had the fragility of human senses been unlocked
I would’ve shown my defenses on your disclosure
Had reverence of women been saved from voracious eyes
I would’ve pleaded only you to mask
Had a fiber been bestowed in paradise
I would’ve shown your hair to a seraph
Had a perfect shape been formed from amorphousness
I would’ve believed you are flesh and bone
Had Beethoven been inspired to write
I would’ve shown him a glimpse of you
Had embellishment without enrichment been explained
I would’ve questioned your need to decorate
Had the pinnacle of jealousy been revealed
I would’ve unveiled a moon's envy on your adornment
Had a want been distinguished from a possession
I would’ve foreseen the pain of true love
Had mortality of humans been proved
I would’ve struggled for your consent
Had the fervor of Van Gough been rivaled
I would’ve shown my insanity without you
Had outcomes of wars been altered
I would’ve ended each as your captive
Had sanctity of culture been preserved
I would’ve made you the only ritual
Had following been without guidance
I would’ve been your shadow
Had martyrdom been aspired
I would’ve preferred surrender to you
Had loyalty been proposed after death
I would’ve presented the will of my phantom
Had Moses’ failure to stand divine light been sensed
I would’ve confronted the glow of your face
Had agnosticism been merged with worship
I would’ve seen my inner prostration to you
Had fanaticism been adopted for a while
I would’ve reckoned disagreement with you as profanity
Had one blasphemy been forgiven
I would’ve called you my prophet
Had I been God and forced Satan to obey
I would’ve formed you before Adam
Had atheism been proved as truth
I would’ve claimed who could’ve created you
Had the segregation of love and lust been refused
I would’ve doubted the authenticity of this poem
Had impurity been dropped into intentions
I would’ve failed to write for someone else
Had humility been separated from greatness
I would’ve claimed to do justice to you
Had an angel been enticed to a sin
I would’ve feared to provoke conceit in you
Had the most eruptive storm been submerged
I would’ve failed in confession to you
Had something ended before completion
I would’ve dried this pen right now
Had I changed one thing about myself
I would’ve been your man
Had I changed one thing about you
I would’ve negated the existence of change!
I would’ve engraved my name in your destiny
Had clouds of thoughts been held
I would’ve been every figment of your head
Had bursts of emotions been stirred
I would’ve been an endless valley in you
Had a silent deep aura been created
I would’ve made you numb to everything else
Had the verve of hearts been determined
I would’ve preserved your breaths for me
Had the windows of heaven been opened
I would’ve known the scent of you
Had matter’s inferiority to nature been judged
I would’ve seen the diamond on your ears
Had wealth’s triviality in front of love been proved
I would’ve replaced specks of gold with your smiles
Had revelations been craved for
I would’ve poured your words in myself
Had echoes of divinity been escaped
I would’ve been deaf to your voice
Had ironies been run from
I would’ve been sightless of your light
Had autumn been deprived of its trait
I wouldn’t have shed all my secrets for you
Had similarity despite disparity been proven
I would’ve seen your face in my mirror
Had equality been equated to inequality
I would’ve shown my meekness in your presence
Had two unequal halves been created
I would’ve known why only one of us completes us
Had the grains in Gibrael’s palm been reckoned
I would’ve counted the moments in your thoughts
Had the span of east and west been looked beyond
I would’ve outlined the horizon of your visions
Had mountains been separated from might
I would’ve compared myself with my obsession
Had all oceans been poured into a goblet
I would’ve unconcealed my heart for you
Had fire been claimed without spark
I would’ve revealed my essence on your sight
Had the precision of intuition been described
I would’ve distinguished your silence more than speech
Had the bliss of touch been expressed
I would’ve let your fingers only rest in mine
Had the sensation of proximity been explained
I would’ve been endlessly locked in your arms
Had the unity of souls been comprehended
I wouldn’t have been deprived of your caress
Had the fragility of human senses been unlocked
I would’ve shown my defenses on your disclosure
Had reverence of women been saved from voracious eyes
I would’ve pleaded only you to mask
Had a fiber been bestowed in paradise
I would’ve shown your hair to a seraph
Had a perfect shape been formed from amorphousness
I would’ve believed you are flesh and bone
Had Beethoven been inspired to write
I would’ve shown him a glimpse of you
Had embellishment without enrichment been explained
I would’ve questioned your need to decorate
Had the pinnacle of jealousy been revealed
I would’ve unveiled a moon's envy on your adornment
Had a want been distinguished from a possession
I would’ve foreseen the pain of true love
Had mortality of humans been proved
I would’ve struggled for your consent
Had the fervor of Van Gough been rivaled
I would’ve shown my insanity without you
Had outcomes of wars been altered
I would’ve ended each as your captive
Had sanctity of culture been preserved
I would’ve made you the only ritual
Had following been without guidance
I would’ve been your shadow
Had martyrdom been aspired
I would’ve preferred surrender to you
Had loyalty been proposed after death
I would’ve presented the will of my phantom
Had Moses’ failure to stand divine light been sensed
I would’ve confronted the glow of your face
Had agnosticism been merged with worship
I would’ve seen my inner prostration to you
Had fanaticism been adopted for a while
I would’ve reckoned disagreement with you as profanity
Had one blasphemy been forgiven
I would’ve called you my prophet
Had I been God and forced Satan to obey
I would’ve formed you before Adam
Had atheism been proved as truth
I would’ve claimed who could’ve created you
Had the segregation of love and lust been refused
I would’ve doubted the authenticity of this poem
Had impurity been dropped into intentions
I would’ve failed to write for someone else
Had humility been separated from greatness
I would’ve claimed to do justice to you
Had an angel been enticed to a sin
I would’ve feared to provoke conceit in you
Had the most eruptive storm been submerged
I would’ve failed in confession to you
Had something ended before completion
I would’ve dried this pen right now
Had I changed one thing about myself
I would’ve been your man
Had I changed one thing about you
I would’ve negated the existence of change!