سوراسوتی

Whipped naked by bushels of dagger thorned rose

Crying debilitated, cratering wounds fill with crimson flows

Spring’s snow tastes the bearer’s blood seeping and blushes

God hears liquid jewels drop, he jealously rushes

Into cleansed hearts from the wordless breath

Forces stronger than Azrael’s push of death

Firmer than the ground below graves

Black holes time mutate and space bend

Love pulsates then gravitational waves send

Ripples of Ramadan over transcendental river

On the banks of India’s meandering forgiver

Since I last caught her glimpse, time has certainly passed

Each day away from her, a thousand Ramadans fast

Constant in the hearts vision yet lost from my eyesight

In the West! Triveni Sangam’s reincarnate light!

It’s from الله