I care about you dear disbeliever that I lust

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Why did you turn away from his face?
Towards that which leads away from the light?
And why did you turn to conjecture?
When your Lord provided you clear insights and proofs?
You see yourself innocent
Yet it was you at the times of peril who let your sins take over you
To the extent they blind you
Blind you to your light and your Lord
Intoxicated you became by Satanic forces
The dangers were warned of by your parents
Yet you playfully mocked them
So as you perished
All a while taking pleasure as the end all measure
You lost your honor and didn't help others but to perish

Dear soul I do care about
And would spend all on earth if I had it if it would make you believe
There is not much I can do to save you
While you are pretty and have a cool personality
And it would be pleasurable being in your company
Why did you reject the Messenger of God?
At the end - I can't choose you over God
Nor his Messengers for they are linked
Nor will I make my Lord up according to my caprice
All to deceive myself and make you a good person in my eyes
No I won't let my love for you blind me to my Lord
And the extent of the love I have for you
Dear woman - who I lust and care about
Is that I would put myself in hell if it would mean you go to heaven
But alas!
No person can carry a burden for another
And such wishes
As romantic as they would be
Will not be honored on the day of judgment

I promise my soul in three years
I will show you this poem
But till then
I will stop talking to you
Ignore you completely
As cool as you are
My Lord is the best reward
And his face remains
While everything not directed to him perishes

When Three years have passed
And you read this
Know part of the reason I stopped talking you
Was realizing there was no other way
That I can guide you but to do this

Painful it will be three years not talking to you
You who I care about
You who I would ransom myself to save you
But don't know anyway I could

 

[Rival]

Pretty beautiful.

 

[lewisnotmiller]

I felt some pain leaking through that. Thanks for sharing.

 

[PureX]

I felt some pain leaking through that. Thanks for sharing.

"Leaking pain" is a nice turn of phrase.

 

[icehorse]

Comedian Jake Johanssen once observed that many failed relationships are based on a funny but true premise:

"I love you, you're perfect.. now change"

 

[Psalm23]

Why did you turn away from his face?
Towards that which leads away from the light?
And why did you turn to conjecture?
When your Lord provided you clear insights and proofs?
You see yourself innocent
Yet it was you at the times of peril who let your sins take over you
To the extent they blind you
Blind you to your light and your Lord
Intoxicated you became by Satanic forces
The dangers were warned of by your parents
Yet you playfully mocked them
So as you perished
All a while taking pleasure as the end all measure
You lost your honor and didn't help others but to perish

Dear soul I do care about
And would spend all on earth if I had it if it would make you believe
There is not much I can do to save you
While you are pretty and have a cool personality
And it would be pleasurable being in your company
Why did you reject the Messenger of God?
At the end - I can't choose you over God
Nor his Messengers for they are linked
Nor will I make my Lord up according to my caprice
All to deceive myself and make you a good person in my eyes
No I won't let my love for you blind me to my Lord
And the extent of the love I have for you
Dear woman - who I lust and care about
Is that I would put myself in hell if it would mean you go to heaven
But alas!
No person can carry a burden for another
And such wishes
As romantic as they would be
Will not be honored on the day of judgment

I promise my soul in three years
I will show you this poem
But till then
I will stop talking to you
Ignore you completely
As cool as you are
My Lord is the best reward
And his face remains
While everything not directed to him perishes

When Three years have passed
And you read this
Know part of the reason I stopped talking you
Was realizing there was no other way
That I can guide you but to do this

Painful it will be three years not talking to you
You who I care about
You who I would ransom myself to save you
But don't know anyway I could

Nice poem, did you write that yourself Link?

 

[lewisnotmiller]

"Leaking pain" is a nice turn of phrase.

Thanks! That actually brought a smile to my face. I used to be a half decent writer, but as I got a little more serious about that I became aware how many seriously talented people there are about, so decided writing was a hobby rather than a vocation.
I think it was the right decision, but I've read about the path you've taken before, and respect where you're at, in terms of committing to creativity and art. I lacked the bravery to do that (although it's hard to complain about my lot in life...I'm quite lucky...)

 

[Link]

Nice poem, did you write that yourself Link?

Yeah I did, thank you.

 

[Link]

Three years is a long time.