All joy and fulfilment are just creations of Allah
How easily forget the creator to love the created
Soul is designed so to fulfill it's endless desires
But when it has everything it wants it's in sorrow
There ain't any real pleasures until earned by will
And can not be earned unless it becomes worthy
And can only be worthy in the state of loving Allah
For an immature soul, that's not in love with Allah
Thirst of desire climaxes at the first sip of water
And the desires slowly dies away with every sip
For it see it's own reflections in the cup of water
And blocks the stream of Nur that fills it's desires
Given away to the wisphers of it's worst enemy
But the soul that's aware, knows and loves Allah
Nur is an endless waterfall of durable fulfilments
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