Loved ones love to break their loved one's hearts
Flowers are trampled without a thought
Graveyards watch in silence -- distraught.
Sky maintains its peace with broken parts.
This day to day living is slow suicide
Especially for the one who's alone
Lost in questions on carnal and spiritual
Forgetting, even Mary and her son, ate and drank.
To argue with those who think they know all
Is a waste of time, energy et' al
Even Jesus didn't claim he was God
The way the misguided describe him.
Defying the winds of barren deserts
Only the strongest shrubs and plants survive
Flowers in unheeded gardens are women
Who think they are more knowledgeable than God.
Let them all go to a refugee camp in Niger
And try surviving without food and water...
Wisdom and insight is not gained in semi-nude gowns
And attracting ogling eyes of wile men on a beach.
Love is beyond the comprehension of such females
And its wisdom is for them is lipstick and skin creams.
Perhaps Christ comes in the dream of this man-hater
And makes one maiden learn a lesson of true love....
-- Muhammad Naveed Ahmed (Emmenay)