Madrason writer

(24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

A Sufi Forgave


Oh if your heart hurts
it must be a misunderstanding
why do you want
to possess
what was never yours
to begin
your fingers will burn
and retreat
in defeat
by the theft
of a purity
the water will curse thee
be stained
from your sin
your will be restrained
imprisoned in mind
until you have found
it's pausing darkness
the abyss of a love
unappreciated
a love inflated
desecrated
by a greedy
unholiness
of temper
hopefully
temporarily
did you not feel from distress
how much tenderness
befell upon thee
never thus grab
that, which of today
to believe
you can own
a tomorrow
show your dignity
and your sorrow
and maybe you might
borrow
a new start
right down
from the bottom
of your heart.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2014
Edited: Saturday, January 04, 2014

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