Love is too great a flower to bloom on this earth and too long a song to hum in this short life, writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Leila insists:
Only she deserves his gaze
Majnun complains:
“Why nothing else fills my sight?”
Love robs the world
Of its scent and color
Words must scream to be heard
By those near each other
Who says love brings joy?
Restless souls fight its ploy
Perfection for love comes
Only after death’s numb
Who said in love
Is much joy?
The soul gets restless:
Fighting this ploy
In seventy fleeting years
How much love can be shared?
Is not this span too little:
Love’s song to boldly whistle?
Aging and weakness
Is only for mortal flesh
Time adds to love’s sweetness
Its melody still fresh
When have lovers
Stopped asking Him?
Their greed draws them
Closer to His hymn
My Tasbih is an excuse
To receive His mercy
Will you sit with Jaihoon?
When he rests in eternity?
I vow to keep my eyes
Fixed on your gaze sweet:
Instead fasten His Love
In my heart’s seat
May 05th 2004. Edit March 2023
