Yusof Mutahar Poems

The universe was created, due to your noble existence,
The sun falls short to your glow and luminescence,
Noor that lights up the world with an astonishing radiance,
Throughout all of the heavens and covers all gradients,
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The language of the heart, so authentic unheard.
For the righteous believer, the communication preferred,
Nothing can compare to this feeling of bliss,
All the wealth in this world they would swiftly dismiss,
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Perhaps it is a gift that keeps on giving,
The divine friendship, the sole reason for living,
Thrust into the fire, but sensibly refreshing,
To be chosen as a friend, an unimaginable blessing,
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As clear as day, in deep contemplation,
So lucid my thoughts, an incredible perception.
A warning or message, often truth, sometimes fiction.
To travel the skies in this blissful hibernation,
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The resting abode, below six feet of sand.
The hourglass runs empty, undoubtedly God's plan,
This momentary world, an ultimate deceit,
The cunning enemy, not afraid to lie and cheat,
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By the moon that was split, the orphan that exalted,
Indeed we are forgetful, a civilization faulted,
By the words of truth, which can never be altered,
The message will be spread, and it can never to be halted.
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The sun extinguished into the ocean's abode,
Disseminating the red fragrance of light it had borrowed,
My eyes amazed by its radiant twilight,
But nothing prevails but the whisper of night,
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Crowded in captivity,
A sense of overwhelming instability,
Opinionated beyond belief, some call it subjectivity,
When speech turns sour, it creates hostility,
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Did you know the fate of the struggle spun by the yarn,
Time moved much faster than the spinning wheel.
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Like a flower placed inside an old book sitting on an abandoned shelf,
Inner beauty is hidden but timeless.
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