Tareq Al Islam
"Will the fruit be good?"
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Blind conscience in the lure of
selfishness,
Worldly happiness is fleeting due to
brutal demands,
Social status is compromised
Stigma on the forehead
Puts an end to a happy life;
Breaking up the world,
The questioning heart,
Meaningless lament,
Life's business
The glory of victory,
The shame of defeat,
Crisis in both;
Disrespectful desire for unequal
desires
Increased worldly sorrow
Instability is all around
Wounded peace and happiness;
Someone is trying to control the
knowledge,
Someone pierces the sky
Settled in the open field,
Someone has zero knowledge of truth
and beauty in the fascination of abundance
Continue running,
I too have run ten directions on the
ferry of tomorrow;
The investigative mind wants to
touch the truth and beauty
Wants to touch the limit of great
truth
The beginning
Whom I worship
In the hope of liberation,
I see He is always busy
In my service,
Sounds like a Great Servant,
I haven't even seen the paymaster
I don't know why that is;
I thank Him
He is the Glorious one,
Understand the language of the mind,
Understand the hidden dreams lies in
mind,
The latent desire is not secret
To Him all things are known,
Clouds do not ask for rain
As much as I want;
Who am I,
What is it or am I to Him?
Still don't understand
Don't know me,
Even though He is the owner, He is
dressed as a servant
The world has ruled,
I am patiently taking service,
Self-conceit, ego, grain in the
house of consciousness,
I am shamelessly tarnishing the seat
of The Owner,
In the farewell greeting of Love and
affection involved in the debate
Going through the speech of interest,
Never thought
What will be the result of good
deeds in the final day?
#Tareq Al Islam
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