Of God & His People .

I impress people and I feel euphoric,
But it ends up in treason.
I impress Him and I feel ecstatic,
It ends up in everlasting pleasure.
I sit on my throne clumsily,
And there is no trace of joy.
When I prostrate before Him,
All the joy of the world is mine.
I rule hearts but I feel no authority,
I let myself be enslaved by His love,
And I feel no need of authority.
I am surrounded by many people,
By Flatterers and admirers.
Yet I feel unloved and secluded,
But when I am all alone,
I feel some Divine company.
I hear and read many words,
A creation of human hands.
Alas! They fail to stir me!
But when I read His,
Elation floods my soul.
I please my body and I sin,
When I please this soul of mine,
I can feel the purity of His gift.
I discover vices in people I love,
For I tend to be human.
As I kiss my worldly beloved, I shudder.
She loves me more than herself,
She makes me happy, and yet
Her love is true but not flawless.
I get disappointed and I question fate,
I question people and their mediocrity.
Insecurities and flaws rule ‘em.
When I turn to Him,
I feel only perfection.
He blesses upon me what I ask of Him,
His love is unconditional.
I learn and I preach,
I tend to outwit mortals and I succeed.
‘Cause their source of wisdom are
The piled up books in their library.
And mine is a conversation with Him.
I hold the pen in my hand and I write,
Of love lost and found,
Of war and peace.
But I am never contented.
And whenever I write of the Spirit,
My words become eternal,
Just like Him.

© Jalees Hyder