The wish of the mortal
The purpose of living
Is for
That real
The true
Tender
Moment
When
I shall be
Chasing my dreams
And telling my tears to fall
To tell the delicate desire
A very soft touch
A real nice feeling
The joy of being
The being of consciousness
The feeling of belonging
The meaning of life
The essence of being alive
Just part the lips to utter
LOVE
The heavens will open
The flesh will turn into flame
And the soul into spirit
The wish of the mortal will be fulfilled
As I am not afraid to die a death after.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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