Paradise Pales Before Love

This poem declares love fuels all existence; even paradise pales in comparison to the radiant presence of the beloved.

The light of Meem,
When created,
The ray of love,
In the cosmos emitted.

The world came to know
Of love,
Since towards Meem,
The Lord bestowed.

The cosmos saw itself
In the mirror,
When his light shone
Over its shoulder.

Jibreel could explain
The secrets of hell and heaven,
Since the question came
From the leader of worlds twin.

Hey Beloved!
Hey Sultan of hearts!

Nothing in this world I gained
Sans your love.
What shall I gain in the Hereafter
Sans your love?

You are the only hope
Of this distracted slave.
Who else beside you
Does this hypocrite have?

No words I have
For your praise.
Your mere mention
Makes my hair rise.

Here I sit
To write about you,
Unsure of what words
Shall befit you.

My readers got used
To your sweet lines.
It is you they seek
In between the lines.

Hey Beloved!
You are the honey
Hidden in my poetic hive.
You are the pearl
Laying deep in my sea.

I parted my ways
From the rest,
To follow your path
To the fullest.

Hey Mustafa!
You are the champion
Of my dream and pride.
Paradise comes second
When you stand beside.

25 August 2005. Edit July 2024