The Divine Gift Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

The Divine Gift



I am beloved of God my soul is the divine gift
Separation from the origin was a painful shift
God made me on His image, my move was swift
The sad part of story was entrance of Satan's rift

Who made me a sinner and played with sincerity
Took me to the gallows without disparity, clarity
Sad part was exit from heaven, painful world entry
World is full of pleasure but to me it is just ennui

When soul leaves the body, goes back to its lover
Its path is enlightened When it goes in golden cover
No one can appreciate what may be zeal and fervor
Let me tell you my friend God's love is a great honor

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

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