Mohammad Ahmad
03-01-2015, 03:23 PM
Between terraces of love
So far and my passion can't be repaired
As a gesture of light came up to my head
Between jungles withdrawing on my feet
An irritable emotion came out decade
*****
To those terraces, I never felt excited
As many as in hajj I have been cited
Of those people of two faces, I am a foe
Those, devil made them errantly knighted
******
I do never a mishearing to their clause
Once illustrating the pretext to be a cause
To those indeed I shall be never friend
A red-handed cannot carry a rose
*****
As my heart has been tonight born
A beelike, what has to scorn?
Smoothed between roses going round
Ah, thorns made her a wing- torn
So far and my passion can't be repaired
As a gesture of light came up to my head
Between jungles withdrawing on my feet
An irritable emotion came out decade
*****
To those terraces, I never felt excited
As many as in hajj I have been cited
Of those people of two faces, I am a foe
Those, devil made them errantly knighted
******
I do never a mishearing to their clause
Once illustrating the pretext to be a cause
To those indeed I shall be never friend
A red-handed cannot carry a rose
*****
As my heart has been tonight born
A beelike, what has to scorn?
Smoothed between roses going round
Ah, thorns made her a wing- torn