The Meaning of Love
It was considered something sacred
They named that feeling Love
Not knowing what purpose it served
They took it as a blessing from Above
Then they started guessing what it was
No one to guide them through the way
They didn’t look at the Manual they were given
And slowly started going astray
It was made for a mother to love her child
And a father so on his son he wouldn’t be harsh
And specially to recognize the One Who made it
So it would help heal people’s broken hearts
So it would make them kind, and loving, and gentle
So hate and jealousy would be despised
But how the cursed one tricked us to misuse it
On that, today, we’re all surprised
Now people take it for romance and lust
And we had to pay a terrible cost
That on it most have lost their trust
And the real meaning of Love was lost
Posted on July 5, 2013, in The Forgotten Gift and tagged astray, cursed one, heart, lost, love, meaning, misused, tricked. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
Great message, but I thought there was something missing in the rhyme part. Or maybe I just don’t know much about poetry.
Time to update your ‘About’, btw.
Maybe, but it seems fine to me.
And yes jazakAllah khayr for the reminder. Done.
Masha Allah, you have a gift with words. Jazak Allah for sharing this. :)
— zepathani
All Praise be to Allah. Wa iyyaaki.
P.S. I couldn’t have recognized you if it wasn’t for the alias.