Offsprings Of Adam And Satan (ADAM)
Adam's Son
O Satan! My arch enemy by birth,
Thou can never be my friend at any rate,
Ye always ready to snatch my mirth,
That can't be done by a true mate,
O disobedient! Keep out of my sight, I thee hate.
We have brain but also love,
I know fire goes up and clay falls down,
But true love soars far above,
Thy father proud snatched his crown,
Who couldn't appreciate love, so he did drown.
O cursed by Lord! O defamed while!
Thou advise me adoring my own desire,
That snatches my heavenly smile,
And of committing sin thou me inspire,
Thou wish to ruin my hereafter, O proud fire!
Thou have might to run with the blood,
And reside in our heart, I don't decline,
Tell me! Who bestowed thee this flood?
Yes, it is God of ours of too thine,
In both worlds my Master will make me shine.
Those who love God and to Him pray,
Physically they seen merely in miserable plight,
And fear to commit sin being on right way,
Cause He sees even in dark night,
Examine the faith of His subjects snatching their delight.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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