Love as it is


somebody says it’s a sea,
how, how’s love
somebody says it’s a desert,
somebody weighs like gold,
somebody says it’s like soil,
somebody says it’s a silver knife..
it happens at such a time,
you can’t stop even if you wish to,
it’s good and it’s bad..
how’s this love, it’s a strange risk.

it lands (you) into troubles,
it gets done whatever it wishes to,
it changes hearts’ decisions,
doer of it’s own wishes,
this love is,
it takes you on unique roads,
nobody is there ahead or behind,
still don’t know why it runs,
my heart is victim of love,
in his and her parts,
in this story of yours and mine,
O god, teach me without me
making an effort to learn..
how’s this love, it’s a strange risk.

When my eyes meet (someone’s eyes)
I woke up,
without a cord or string,
two eyes are joined by way of dreams,
there is no offering, nothing is known,
and in blank (new) eyes
someone comes and stays,
love neither his or her,
nobody knows how much is whose,
in don’t know what language it is written..
in his and her parts,
in this story of mine and yours,
O god, teach me without me
making an effort to learn..
how’s this love, it’s a strange risk.

~irshad kaamil ~

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