Faith is like passing through the path of thorns
But without being his dress torn or being inured
This is how a faithful survives and just adorns
Against all non believers who are heretic, absurd
Faith is a force which conquers all and sundry
It blooms in pure heart and its fragrance be felt
Staunch believer enjoys the status to be free
Hence with his eyes every hard rock just to melt
Faith is a crown worn by fortune from fortunate
A true believer cherishes his essence and grace
A true lover is true believer being just passionate
His feet remains on petals from pace to pace
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A greatly improved poetic taste of a believer. Very useful in different situations faced by a true believer and a true lover. You may like to read my poem (Love and Lust) . Thanks