To The Holy Sky, a poem by Tajalla Qureshi at Spillwords.com

To The Holy Sky

To The Holy Sky

written by: Tajalla Qureshi

 

A cluster of white fleecy clouds
Encircle the flashes of beat aloud
Ah! Beneath a huge canopy
Over the sand of mannerly
The innocence hovers with hope
and endows a skillful rope

Birds and blue swing and swim
To define the undefined vim
And cures the clarity of the soul
Mild and mute seated at the pole

The affinity affiliates the awe
and upraises the beautiful draw
Hymns wage the highness
Rhymes ring the lightness
Seek and speak to the heaven
And relieve the rides of seven

Link of seeking Heart Uproots
Tainted thoughts swiftly mute
Ah! The sensation of eager delight
With a smooth sunrise lifts the nights
Intense and immense connection
Uphill the strengths of attraction

Believe in divinity that always drives
the dim spirit and dull mind to be alive
Oh! Tiny creature the brightness is you
Your hands comprehend the fragrance is due
Your eyes echo the symbols of undefines
But! Listen! Here I hear, the prayers are mine

The reply will make you more satisfied
Blue is bright and it shows the sooner arrive
Ah! The tweeting of birds invokes the alive
Asking for eagerness and enlightenment
Under the blanket of blessings and enchantment
You, eye on transparency in tranquility
and near the nook and corner of sensibility.

 

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

As I stood at the threshold of dawn, the wind whispered secrets in my ear, and the stars twinkled like diamonds scattered across the velvet expanse. The world was bathed in an ethereal glow, and I felt the universe beckoning me to weave a tapestry of words.

In this poem, I invite you to embark on a journey with me, through the realms of hope and innocence, where the human spirit entwines with the celestial ballet. Let the rhythm of the words carry you away to a realm where serenity reigns, and the beauty of nature awakens the divine within.

Inspired by the majesty of the skies, I poured my heart and soul into these verses, crafting a symphony of language that echoes the whispers of the universe. May this poem be your companion on your own journey of self-discovery, illuminating the path to inner peace and connection with the world around us.

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