To the Merciful Tyrant

Believers prefer the prison of Almighty’s fear to the freedom of their desires while wishing Him to be their thirst & hunger— writes Jaihoon

I feel safer,
In the prison,
Of Your fear.

Scared but
From the freedom,
Of my own desire.

Restrain me,
With your Love.
Oppress me,
With your Mercy.

Set me not free,
To alone perish.

Let not,
Intellect fool me.

O ‘my Merciful HIM’,
Be my thirst and hunger,
Unquenched and Unfed,
I be forever in Your want.

May Your love,
Be my disease,
And Your longing,
The symptom.

Forever or more,
May I sick remain?
And never a cure,
I may attain.

I have sins many,
Beyond my count,
Your infinite Mercy but,
Stops me from despair.

July 17 2012. Edit March 2023