Learn to take proper care of love …. / Poem by Maruf Sheikh

Poem by Maruf Sheikh
Learn to take proper care of love ….
The crow is tired of the show.
This custom from the beginning.
He made
Who is the king of this world …..
Some people often say
Crows eat smelly food,
On the rubbish heap.
I feel calm
He’s sitting on the side of the road as much as he can,
He eats smelly food.
People in daylight.
People of innocent nature.
Killed in retaliation.
Left side of the road.
The crow came very early in the morning.
Seeing this, all the crows.
Shout, make noise
Although the family of the deceased passed by,
I don’t understand that this grief is for him.
Hearing the call of the raven.
The capital wakes up.
Vehicles have been running since morning.
Hearing the call of the raven.
Many people hear the call of the raven,
The crow cries in mourning.
No one listens, Allah listens !!
Then how is the face of the raven?
Does it stink?
The coil conveys the message in such a sweet voice.
Gives the message of spring.
Then why disobedience?
Except your child
In the house of this well?
The crow thinks of his baby.
Seems to grow.
When a baby learns to fly,
Goes to the coil like selfishly.
There are many cuckoos in this society,
Applause goes to the mouth but to the mind
The shovel of evil or selfishness ….
The crow is very black but the brain is sad.
How terrible to express grief!
Who knows better than the raven so far?
Why only crows?
The sky is mourning on this earth.
The sky is raining, nature is still.
In Karbala, worship is accepted as a shadow of mourning.
Drought that depends on the land.
The crop looks old like a dead body.
It rains and wakes up again.
Love does not die ….
But a drop of selfishness is poisoned by love,
Faith is broken.
It fell to the ground like a whole tree.
This is love.
Loyalty is not one-sided,
I want to believe in each other equally …..
If crows eat smelly food,
With bad breath
But that salt is not wrong.
If you love someone, you need to know how to take care of that love too ….

2 thoughts on “Learn to take proper care of love …. / Poem by Maruf Sheikh

  1. Allah yah Allah! What shouldn’t I say? Or what should I reply to Sir? Congratulations Dear “Dark-minded thinker” , for you I am here. You are spiritual lights in my Dark-mind.

    Heartiest thanks, Dear Sir
    Please, pray for me.
    And Pray for my mother. I love my mother & I respect all people.

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