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Morning comes,
And I wonder why,
I am so out of sync with this world,
And most of the people.
As the moments pass,
I find my heart,
Drawing closer and closer,
To a divine whistle.
I wanted to be one with Him,
And chose to do my very best,
To be lost in His undying love,
For time eternal.
O that I had not been deceived!
O that I had not been side-tracked!
From my life's goal,
By the very hands,
That rocked my cradle...
Was it written out for me,
In the cosmic scrolls of fate?
If so why is my heart still filled
With the desire and resolve,
To seek out the Real?
O my divine Beloved!
You say You are everywhere,
And that You welcome and embrace,
Those who want to be Yours,
O my Invisible!
What is this drudgery You have put me in?
Why this daily worry about earning,
A livelihood for myself and others,
When You assert You made me higher,
Lofty and noble;
Than even the genie and the angels?
I am unable to come to terms,
With what You have said and what is happening,
Day in and day out, around me,
It is indeed horrifying to see the world
Turning terrible!
Only a few pay heed to You,
O my great Love...
And with each passing hour I see how those,
Like me, left alone with unanswered queries,
Have become negligible.
Buddha, Mahavira, Shiva and Krishna,
Noah*, Abraham*, Moses* and Christ*,
And even The Praised One, called Muhammad*,
Are not respected, loved or followed
By many a disciple...
So O my divine Beloved what's all this,
Going on in the name of the devil?
What has been foiled for those like me,
Who want nothing, but You and Your
Love infallible?
O my Beloved pray I to you most humbly,
To respond to me why I was deflected,
Like several, who were on the journey,
Of the straight path, that led to You:
O our Ideal!
   (Written and posted by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed/Emmenay, on Saturday, April 9, 2011).