The divine stings /// Everything is separated from each other But when you see silently It seems all together The day sleeps in the night as I exist in you The born The death all for thee Black or white True or false all for thee The continents are separated, isolated As we are alienated from each other But on the other hand we are all together Apparently we are moving toward the different direction The dark, The light all for thee Silence or thunder Melody or chaos all for thee Either it’s a stone or an emotion Even either love or hate, neither war nor peace Neither dialectics nor mystic All have bended you and me There are too many invisible divine stings On every matter or even every non matter Those spiritual stings have bended with the heaven and the hell So, all we move toward the same destination /// @ Musfiq us shaleheen All we are moving toward the same destination......
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 01:51:07 +0000
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